Wasn't really quite a "dream"..but, we were travelling last night.  Actually, we were camped out in a state park.
Around midnight, I had this "thing"..I wasn't quite asleep, but close enough.
I was in San Antonio (where I live), at the downtown celebration.  I looked into the face of a young woman and told her clearly "Next year, I'm really going to be here."
She seemed to understand, both my words and the fact that I wasn't "physically" there.  I was there though, of that I am sure.

Hi Guys,

I had a gift this new year's morning of actually remembering a snatch of a dream that I've had before which takes place in the same old house with the same long room on the east side of the house seperated from the main living space.  This morning the dead storage side room included a piano, and I still remember the carved wood decorating it and the color of the grain and next to it was a sewing machine.  I was explaining to someone that they were not important and that I didn't need them any longer.  After I woke up I tried to remember more but couldn't but I did connect to the fact that my one grand mother was a seamstress and the other was very much into the piano. I sense alot of symbolism here and wonder.

Just thought I'd mention it to get a chance to touch base with two super board members.
Love, Jean

Dear Matthew,

Thanks for your thoughts on this dream and Jung’s interpretation on what houses symbolize.  For me they also represent an art form and I had the passing thought before I was shown the piano and the sewing machine that I was neglecting the expression of art in my life.  And I apologized to whoever I was talking to and explained that this was not my priority right now-but-and somehow on a gut level this was left hanging.  Yeah I’m very interested in exploring the metaphysical world and connecting with others who are delving into these issues and interested in working with the alleged mentally ill, but there is something missing for me and it has to do with expressing art.  Then, in the dream, I got caught up in observing the piano and the very sophisticated sewing machine and what the two symbols meant to me.  If I could pick two things to represent my grandmothers, it would be these and then I remembered that with the sewing machine grandmother money was earned for the family by sewing for others and with the piano grandmother, who died when my mom was 13, much joy was given by her ability. I truly do appreciate those artists who do these things but I’m hopeless, due to lack of interest in mastering these skills, but love all things to do with color, design, architecture, drawing/painting, and merchandising.  I’m especially fond of straw bale construction, fireplaces, and crystals reflecting color.  I’d be more into nature if I hadn’t grow up in the suburbs of NY and witnessed it slowly being destroyed.  I love moving my body to work on projects, which lead to an artistic creation whether it’s a room, sandbox, drawing/painting, or display and motivating others to do the same.  For me it’s equalivant to dancing.  I very much enjoyed reading House as a Mirror of Self by C.C.Marcus, an Architect and Landscaper who combined her background with Jungarian psychology.

So the bottom line of this dream, for me, is that somehow I need to include in my life’s work, the art “thing” to feel truly satisfied but at this time, I really can’t see how to pull it off.  Meanwhile, the dream points out that this is something important for me to address and more clearly defines the goal I need to set so that I can get help in manifesting this vision to feel more balanced.  The mechanics of it need to be worked out and it shouldn’t be much different than any of my previous manifestations, like winding up on a tropical island living in a tree house with love man, or living in the high desert in a neat little purple pueblo house while getting my degree, or experiencing my sons as 30 year olds being just as loving and delightful as when they were little, or even knowing the movers and groovers on this board, like yourself, who are forming our future.  I could go on. The wildest one to coordinate was the tropical island thing, I would have never thought of that on my own.  I thought I was just going back home with my tail between my legs to die.  And I guess I did, to my old life.  But, it’s a good thing that I have a lot of help and that there is more to me than the C1 individual I’m aware of.  At that time, the only C1 thing I remember consciously deciding was to take a chance on love again and I think that was the key to moving onto a whole new adventure.

Thanks again for helping me to clarify what my next step involves whether it winds up being manifested on this plane or the other, it certainly is important to me as indicated by my dream.

Much love and affection, Jean