More on the dream

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In conjunction with the previous post, as I journaled this morning, I remembered more of my dream. So, two boys are stealing from this older woman, and she can't talk and they leave her for dead by shoving her in this hide-a-bed or couch. So, we then check into this hotel room, and as I keep telling everyone something is wrong and they don't believe me. Which then brings me to the blog previous to this onwe...

then there was also a time test and the person next to me had my test, but kept saying he didn't and the by the time I convinced him to look through his pile, I only had about 30 seconds left of the test. The teacher told me that I should be able to get a large portion done and if I only get one answer, she wasn't going to re-set the timer for me. These were simple addition and subtraction problems, and I could not get my fingers to move so I could count on them and couldn't get even one answer done. I started at the top of the test, and the problems were harder... and I realized that and told the teacher, well, everyone else started from the end... where it was easier and she laughed and said maybe I should have too... and I told her, no, I don't take the easy path.

So the other day I had another math dream, only this time it was geometry and taking a class to join a group like Rotary or some thing along those lines and I had no fear at all with taking the geometry which in my dream was supposed to be much more difficult than the spelling test I flunked last night.

Go figure. I don't know how much more I can purge of old stuff... I feel like I have puked it all up already! Both in blogs, journaling and to friends..thank you Laurence :) My hope is that these hidden aspects are more of a "gift"aspect, rather than any working through issues. I don't think I want to remember or take responsibility for anything else I have done up to this point that I still have not taken responsiblity for! I have owned up to everything I can think of at this point.

Go figure. Thanks for listening! Love, Karen