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Angry

I am angry at Hell, there’s no doubt about that. The dream I had last night shows it. And this morning, doing the exercises, I hurt my left side. What is the expression? A thorn in my side? I think that’s why I have the pain. I hurt my side after Hell left and it comes and goes ever since.

Here’s the dream, or rather the little bit I remember: Dreamt I was on a train going through mountains. I was sitting on the left side. There were double seats on the right and single ones on the left.

I’m not sure, but I think at some time I saw a beautiful black wolf very clearly.

When did I see Hell? I’m not sure if it was after the wolf or before.

Anyway, I ignore him. In the dream, I’m angry and upset at him for leaving me to find other sources of healing, so I simply ignore him. I think he talks to me but I don’t reply or even look at him.

Later, I’m with a group of people. There’s a leader, a woman, so someone is responsible for the group. We are all going to a movie, which I think we’d all seen before. Hell is there too. He has lost at least forty pounds. He looks good. Still, I ignore him and will not speak to him. When we come out of the theatre, it’s raining. Hell has a raincoat, but I don’t.

Later, that same woman who was the leader is alone with me. We are walking outside in a very large green area (a garden?). She tells me that my application has been accepted. I ask if it is part-time only and she says yes. I’m delighted. I tell her this is exactly what I need.

Worried about salary, I ask how much. She says $14,000. I think this is perfect! She says I have to start right away. I tell her I’m not sure I can start immediately because I cannot leave my place of work without notice and they are in a tight position, right now, with so little staff.

Somewhere in the dream, or it might even be right at the end of it, I’m sitting in a large room that is at the back of the train. Sitting on three rows of chairs are men, all Jewish. That was towards the end of the room, but I think I was sitting a little apart and Hell might have been ahead to my right. I wondered what I was doing, sitting beside

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all these men, and thought maybe I should move up ahead in the train so people would not think I was with them.