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1/5/24 Prostitute at a County Fair

I am a prostitute at a county fair. I lay on this “bed” in the middle of the fair. A man, someone’s uncle, comes and lays on top of me. He is on top with his clothes on. I have clothes on as well. He goes away and then comes back. Again, he lays with me. We talk and find out we like each other. His wife is dead.

I go with this man and meet his two sons. One is about 7-8 years old and the other about 10-11 years old. We all get into the front seat of his large truck. I talk with the boys and really enjoy our interaction. The man is a farmer. We get to his house. He has a housekeeper. The man and I talk about how I might fit in. I know I do not want to take on all the house chores.

The last scene is where we are at the house I grew up in. It looks like it does now-renovated by my sister and brother-in-law who live there.

Day notes: I watched Princess Grace last night on T.V.

Susanne: I like the positive vibe of the dream you shared. You are like a mother goddess distributing fertility and sex and discovering love in the process. (Empress Tarot card). The man is a farmer, also a symbol of mother earth. I like how children play a role in the story. New projects and adventures to nurture. The last scene brings me back to the house I grew up in; the happiness but also the pain I have experienced there are ready to be explored. Maybe a new perspective and a forgiveness for yourself.

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1/4/24 Four Dreams:

  1. There is a Japanese transgender performer. I see him/her after the show with his/her wife and baby.
  2. There are three of us holding babies. We are getting tired.
  3. I am with my sister, Sheila. We are eating small cinnamon rolls. We are talking about our nephew, Patrick. Sheila tells me that he cried when she was driving him and other cousins home. That morning she had gotten up early with Dad.
  4. The dream starts with Paul and I holding two babies; one is a little older. They don’t cry even though they have not been fed in awhile. We are at a card making place. A woman touched a part of the machinery and messed it up. The store is where a person gets down on the floor with something attached to his/her forehead. (about the size of a forehead light) They are in front of a camera. The camera takes a picture and cards are made from the picture. They are lovely cards.

I go into a room to get something. I see my sister, Molly, sitting on the floor outside of the room. In the room I see a long, medium green snake. At first, I don’t know if it is alive or real, but then I see its head move. It is a beautiful snake. I go and tell Molly about it.

Svitlana: Both a baby and a snake make me think of a new life, a renewal.

A thing a noticed about the two babies: Hercules strangled two snakes in his crib. A snake sent by Hera! Hercules had a twin brother named Iphicles, so that could be the two babies in the crib in my dream.

Christian: I go to a storage room, which perhaps symbolizes my unconscious, there I find a snake…”the snake, as a chthonic and a the same time a spiritual being, symbolizes the unconscious.” (Jung)

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Toy Story

(Wednesday, January 3, 2024)

Cullan and Hillary are busy partying with her family and friends. Cullan is doing his share of duties in the kitchen. He is a bit tired and stern. I have some toys and a story I want to share, particularly with Oona. I walk into their house through the kitchen door, unannounced. I leave a tiny blue plastic phone on the countertop (just one-eighth of an inch thick) and tell Cullan he needs to click a button to get my message.

Day notes:

My Christmas gift from Cullan was Storyworth. Each week I get a different question from him. I tell one of my life stories, and add photos. I think it is his intention that my grandchildren will have history after I am gone. Jeanne Guignon has been working on a similar project for her family.

In the evening after this post, I got a text from Hillary. She is going to be out of town with friends on an upcoming weekend. Cullan will be taking care of the kids (kitchen work!). I was asked to babysit Oona so Wyn can go to a birthday party. So this short dream feels prescient.

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