Another Healing Dream Of Responsibility

This dream I had last night:
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I am walking down a sunny broad street with my mom (I think). At the end of the block is a saltbox shaped one room house that you can see into at the ends, like it is glassed in, but not. Hard to explain. I just notice how much light is going into that house, and I think how I would not mind living in such a small space, if it could be so light and comfortable. I say to my mom, "isn't that a cute little house? I wonder who lives there?"
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Just then, I notice there is one more building just past the cute house and it is big, square, one story building, not much to notice, but there are windows and some light within, as well. We walk into the building and notice there is art on the walls and I deduce that the art comes from the little house next door. There must be an artist living there and they bring the art over to this building to show/sell.
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Then, I notice that there is lots of food here in this big building. It is a health food store of sorts. Not very many shoppers, but a couple. I wonder how long they have been open. I have been wanting to find a health food store for such a long time, but there is never one close to me.
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So, I start walking around the store, looking at all the great "good foods" they have here, and I notice Henry Fonda is trying to put some produce into a bag, but he is having trouble. I offer to help him and notice that he is trying to put something like papayas into a bag, but also has some yellow squash mixed up with them, because he was confused and thought they were all the same. So, I pick out the squash and make sure he just has papayas in his bag, then move on. I wonder why they would put these two side by side, because they look almost identical. I also note that I have never seen such small papayas before.
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My mom says she is leaving and I say I will stay awhile and shop for some healthy food. I am so enjoying this store and so happy it has opened so close to my home. I tell my mom I will walk home after I am finished and we will have a nice dinner.
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So, I shop and shop. I even find they have some healthy beef here and decide we can have steak for dinner. I pick up some french/green onions, because a baked potato is nothing without them to me.
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I finally have everything I want and go to a checkout in the center of the building's space. I have 2 plastic bags with me, because you have to bring your own bags here, to put your groceries in. The clerk adds all of this up and I get my checkbook. I open the checkbook and notice that these are "new checks", the kind that do not have your identifying information printed on them. I know they will not be happy with my check unless I can produce other information, but I notice I did not bring my purse with me. I have no driver's license.
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So, I tell the clerk it might be better if I use my Visa credit card, so she will not get in trouble with her boss. She says fine and completes the transaction. All the groceries are in the 2 plastic bags I brought, but I realize that I should have 3 bags, or one is sure to split open on the walk home. I ask if I can get one more bag, so that I won't be stranded when a bag breaks and the clerk motions to wait a moment, then walks over to talk to an associate. I wait and I wait and wonder what they are talking about and why it is taking so long to get one more bag.
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Just as I am about out of patience, the store owner walks in and says "what seems to be the problem?" I explain that I just need one more bag, so that I can carry my groceries home. She looks at me suspiciously and so I explain that I have no cash to pay for the bag, that I left/lost my purse, but do have "starter checks" and my credit card. Now, the manager seems to be upset and she cancels my groceries, for want of a better word, replacing money into the drawer, even though I paid by credit card. I HAVE to leave my groceries. I am so upset, it is not my fault. All I wanted was an extra bag! I had to leave and I was NEVER going to shop in that horrible place again. And they call it customer service!
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EPILOGUE
Then, I wake up.
I have the most awful feeling that is hard to shake. The feeling of "being a victim of circumstance". I ask my guides to clear this feeling and nothing happens. I wonder why, I am still so groggy.
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Then, it hits me. It was all MY doing. Nobody did anything TO me. If I had my purse and my driver's license none of this would have happened. Even if I had seen this for what it was, I would have said, ok, and come back tomorrow, no problem. It was all choice, how I chose to be in the moment, when "things" were not in "my control".
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The emotional pain vanished, just faded away in an instant. The lesson learned?
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I began to recall times in the past where I had similar situations of feeling victimized. My mom had been the one to solve these for me, many times in the past, but I felt the victim in these situations and obviosly still did. Even last year, the time that I forgot to pay the mortgage on time. I had plenty of time, but then I became ill. Not my fault. Never my responsibility.
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I hope the lesson is learned now and I can move on, truly accepting that all I experience is my creation and I am never a victim. That is not so easy, but am I ready now? We will see. I want to be. I am, but have I/will I release this? We will see.
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Anything else I need to see/learn here? There is so much symbolism in the dream I have not explored, yet, just getting the one message. Is there more to it?
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Love and Peace,
Erin