A couple of weird dreams.........

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Hi List Sisters...

I had a couple of weird dreams last night, and I thought I'd share

them. Maybe some of you dream experts might know what they mean.

In the few dreams I've had with mother in them since the schism three

years ago, she was stone cold and avoided all eye contact. Other than a

short dream a couple of weeks ago that I've forgotten because I didn't

write it down, this is the first dream in which mother was normal

towards me.

Dream #1

I was at a square dance, and mother was an observer. She was in good

physical condition, more like when she was in her 60s. The hall was

empty except for mother, myself and the people I was dancing with in my

square of 8. She and I were fine. She was seated around a corner where

she couldn't see me, so I asked her to move closer, so she could see

me. She happily obliged.

All of the dancers in my square were vague and obscure in appearance.

When the dance began, a very distinct tall dark male whisked me

elegantly through the moves, which encircled and intertwined the square,

while the other dancers remained passive.

While I was dancing, mother somehow turned into a man. " He " got up and

left in an angry outburst over something I had no clue about. It was if

mother had never been there, and the man had been all along. It was

perfectly normal that mother wasn't there, and the man was. The

incident wasn't particularly upsetting, just shocking.

Dream #2

I was in a huge indistinct grayish stone like room, in which was a pool,

again grayish and indistinct. I was at the side, and there was a baby

who apparently had fallen in, although I didn't see it happen. The baby

was motion-less and ashen looking as it sank to the bottom out of sight

in the murky water. I searched in vain for the baby at the bottom, but

the water was too cloudy to see far. I managed to get the attention of

a couple of people behind me and in the distance on a second floor ledge

or something similar. They got out a long pole with a net at the end,

but they weren't in any hurry. In the meantime, the baby became visible

as it rose to the surface. I leaned over the edge to grab it, but it

began to sink back down again, just out of reach, before it reached the

top. By now the net-people were busy socializing and were completely

oblivious to what was going on. I was beside myself with worry and

concern, knowing the baby had only " two " more times to come up for air

before drowning. Standing steadfastly by the edge of the pool, I knew

I'd need help when the baby surfaced again, but the net-people weren't

the least bit concerned. I tried to get their attention by yelling

" Help " , but the words wouldn't come out, try as I did! I kept watching

for the baby, but it didn't appear. By this time the net-people had

disappeared into a side room, and I could hear their light-hearted

chatter. With still no baby in sight, I gathered all the energy I could

muster and began stammering " Heee...l.p.....He..el...llp...... " with a

very low slow weak tone, like I had a speech

impediment..........poof!!!

I awoke to my dog Lucky's gentle nudges.

Pretty weird, huh?

SmileS!

Carol