There were pieces and blood everywhere. I didn't want to look at it. My father was circulating blood somehow, using an old fashioned hospital enema apparatus. The first dream of murder and loss occured last night. Looking through the dreams of two master women dreamers for other loss dreams I come upon this women's dream of six years ago.
Loss means change, there is blood flowing everywhere.
What form we think our life is to take is hacked to pieces by our imagination. I am driving along a road in Livingston for the third time in my old neighborhood. It is washed out and although I've driven this way twice before and will again I am loosing my nerve for driving past these huge washouts . Tenacious and tough are not needed anymore. You have had three dreams in series to show you how tough you have been.