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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Travelling to Missouri,
Date: Fri, 31 Dec 1999 15:56:39 -0800
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Dream Title Travelling to Missouri, kbh32
Date of Dream 12/30/99, early AM
Dream Travel mostly to other states in my dreams. Dreamt that I went to
Missouri, have never actually been there, can't remember anything else
about dream.
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From: "Wilkerson, Richard" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
Subject: Why did I go to the wedding?
Date: Sat, 01 Jan 2000 14:47:32 -0800
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Dream Title Why did I go to the wedding? by PG
Date of Dream 01/01/00, early morning
Dream I meet N's 3 year old, dark-haired and dark-eyed
son for the first time. He is bright and charming, and looks a lot like
N. Her small dark dachshund dog comes up to me, apparently remembering me
from before, and delighted to be patted and held gently. I am relieved
she's OK, remembering how roughly N handles her dogs. These meetings take
place in an entrance-room area with dark wood panelling. Her son is on one
side of a small round wood table, and I and the dog on the other.
Then I realize I really should move on, as I have been invited to N's
wedding. I walk to another area, like the open spaces in ritzy hotels
outside of banquet rooms. I feel really out of place, out-classed, and
even more socially inept than usual. A woman gets up from a sofa and walks
toward the room the wedding is in. She's dressed in a way that indicates
wealth and class. I watch her walk away. I get up, determined to get on
with it. I am worried about how I look walking away, not really very happy
with the only nice outfit I had to wear. I am surprised and relieved to
see I really look OK, even nice. I am carrying an old tunic top, a
favorite of mine because it is so comfortable and easy to care for and
wear, though not at all stylish. In the dream I clearly see its colors of
light brown, with slashes of red/orange and turquoise (this is an actual
tunic I have). I don't want to carry it around the wedding area so choose
an easy chair and leave it stuffed under th!
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e seat. I am sure to take careful note of where I leave it so I can
retrieve it later.
Then I enter the wedding room/suite, very anxious about having to socialize
with total strangers. Thinking I'd just hang out on the edges alone if I
wouldn't then feel I'd stand out as awkward and ungracious. I'm also
concerned about how N will respond to seeing me. I'd ended our friendship
years ago and it was a surprise to receive the invitation. I have a moment
of panic: maybe the invitation was a mistake! Maybe someone just mailed to
every address in her book. There are some women around as N enters from
another room. My eyes meet N's. She gives no response whatsoever, either
of recognition, or surprise, or welcome, nothing. She looks quite
beautiful, slimmer than when we'd been friends. She is dressed in two
flattering shades of lavender (in waking life, my favorite color, and the
color of the wall paper on my new web site), which I clearly see in the
dream. I watch her and the other women for a little bit. I imagine what
my friend G would say: "Why did you ev!
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en go!?" I decide I want to leave. There seems no reason for me to put
myself through this anxiety. I don't want to disturb N by leaving at a
point when she'd notice. I wait until she's looking elsewhere and involved
in a conversation, and I walk quietly out, into the space with sofas and
chairs. I pass through into the area where I'd been with N's son and dog,
when I remember the favorite old tunic that I left in the chair. I turn
around to retrieve it as I don't want to lose it.
Comments by Dreamer N was an actual friend, & I did end the
friendship; she was rough with her dog (not a dachshund); but had no son at
that time. I do think of myself as inept in large gatherings like
weddings. I've spent the last several years very withdrawn (partly
menopause and party other factors),from all but work contacts and a few
very close friends(this is changing). All of the anxious feelings
expressed in the dream I have waking. There's a strong association with the
dachshund in the dream to an old dream I had when I was a teenager (I'm
turning 56 on Jan 4): I was 16 and had this intense dream that I was
pregnant. I could actually feel the weight of my belly and the warmth of
extra blood pulsing in it. It was a good feeling (as are all pregnancy
dreams I have, even post-hysterectomy... though they are fewer in these
years). I woke up suddenly to find that I was on my back and that the
family dog, Isolde, was sleeping curled up on my belly.
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