TheDreamstersUnion

I am a young hair dresser and do not know much. I am in a salon I haven’t been in before. A woman who reminds me of Barbara (woman who was in my AZ dream group-from Hungary and mostly grew up in Brazil) comes to have her hair done. She has on an attractive, summer dress. I pick up this rose colored towel from the ground to put over her shoulders. It is very damp. I put it to the side and go and get another rose colored dry towel from the cupboard. I am about to wash Barbara’s hair when I wake up.

I worked this dream with my Hackensack dream group. Here is what I wrote: If this were my dream, I am in a state of mind where I do not feel very confident. I work with people’s hair. Hair to me can represent thoughts. I am about to wash Barbara’s hair-cleaning my thoughts? Wet towel=emotions? A towel’s function is to dry something. I am getting a dry towel. Maybe this is helping me with drying up my emotions. The color rose may represent adding peace to my assertiveness. I think this could mean I am getting better with Paul-letting go of my negative thoughts and reactions to what he does and doesn’t do. Barbara is an example of being overwhelmed in her life right now. I am helping with my feelings of overwhelm.

Paul and I drive to visit Nikki and her family (Zach-husband and her boys: Van and George). They live in an old building in the city. Paul has to drive around the block a few times because he misses the turn to their place. After parking Paul and I walk to the entrance too Nikki’s place. It has a short wall and a patio. Nikki has a small dog who was a stray. It barks at us. He is on the patio. We slowly make our way to the door. Nikki answers. We go in. I see a younger George-4years old? He is seven years old in waking life. Nikki is friendly. We are to stay over night with them.

II am with a group of women. We are all outside. There is a table of food. My mother is there. Someone asks about her children. She is flippant and says some derogatory statement about them, except for one child. I say, I hope that is me!

A woman of Asian background comes up behind Mom and me. She asks if we remember her. II say Colleen? . She says yes and walks away.

Next scene; I am in the bathroom and am constipated. A couple of other siblings come in. I stay on the toilet and visit with them.

I am outside again. It starts to rain when we are getting the food. I am disappointed, but accepting.