Today, lunch with Jack - our birthday lunch - on the Joyce patio we hope with a beer! Later, maybe, a drink with Ina, my former spouse, but no visit with Juliet on account of the latter.

Today, lunch with Jack - our birthday lunch - on the Joyce patio we hope with a beer!

Yesterday unfolded as usual, except for a quick visit with the lawyer, who has moved again in the afternoon. I cooked and ate supper, which takes me about an hour and a half all in, with the dishes to follow during the adds of CBC’s ‘National’. This sound a bit like a train, but it is CBC flagship news cast, though CTV appears to have a bigger draw.

I spent some time on yesterday’s reported dream, as I will explain below and combine that with last night’s dream! Lunch on Friday with Herman does not suit, so I’ll be able to do the laundry.

Yesterday’s reported dream kept me more busy than I expected. Going over and recalling the images and their depicted events I then combined with my own present feeling reactions. This gave me some sense about the dream’s meaning.

Yesterday’s reported dream shows me that what interests me, which I want to show to my parents and their friend, is of no interest to them; not only that, they don’t even acknowledge my presence. Conclusion: what was my older generation - now passed on - is not interested what so ever, in what I have to say.

The reference ‘manticore’ to me even in the dream, already felt like a reference to past knowledge in relatiion to what I wanted to convey with my two documents in the dream. All this adds up to the message that I must not seek any kind of response from the older generation. And this feels to me that the dream implies for me to move on and do my thing.

… my friend says: 'You have learned so much, a whole new language'.

This brings me to this morning’s dream. I am in the company of a close female, who is like my former spouse, but yet is not. We cross a wintery street to wards a bookstore. ‘It’s all too much money’ my female companion says. I reply that we can have a look at the display in the window. We barely do so and as we move in front of the shop door, my friend says: “You have learned so much, a whole new language”.

Now the theme switches to a group activity which I’m leading. We are moving rapidly down a hill on bikes. On a down hill slope as we approach a crossing, a large group of conservatively dressed people are conversing and blocking our path. I shout in Dutch: “Links langs” which means ‘passing on the left’. In the mean time, I have become airborne on my bike in a jump, ducking to pass under some tree branches which I clear easily. End of dream.

As I think about this dream, two things are clear almost right away, … on feelings and the old generation.

As I think about this dream, two things are clear almost right away. The new language I have learned is that of understanding and knowing my feelings. This has been a long journey for me, as my former spouse knows well.

Secondly, the crowd blocking our and my way represent the groups of church goers in my youth that would gather outside the church after the service. An old conservative group that is to my right as I pass them on the left at great speed in my dream. Again, it is this not engaging with the old generation or with its conservative views, analogous to the earlier dream with its manticore image, that comes to mind as the dream‘s message.

Taking these two dreams together I am left with the feeling that is time for me to move on, start with my intended message - my own path - while leaving alone what are the views and convictions of my older and handed down generation.
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