Posted by annierose on March 19, 2006, at 7:59:02
I wish I could remember all the details; those pesky dreams disappear so quickly backed into the unconscious sometimes.
I was back at my childhood home visiting. It was the here and now but I was there with just my youngest brother (whom much of my conflicts are with) and my mother (same). No spouses or our children - just us - cleaning, watching tv, eating. My T comes to visit. I'm so happy (looking back now - she is here to rescue me). She is going to stay the night in the guest bedroom (which doesn't exist - the power of dreams).
My T chats easily among my family. In the morning I hear she is awake. She asks me to help make her bed (weird). I do and we talk while making the bed. (Wish I could remember what we said). We move to the family room and my T is telling my mom about my life. My mom asks her how can I make time for all these commitments. My T tells her how important therapy is to me, "Annie is always on time, never misses an appointment and is committed to this process. She takes her other responsibilities seriously too." My mother asks her some questions about my life. T responds kindly, tells her, "Annie just started taking some yoga classes. It reminds me of my pilates course." I jump in, "I thought you did pilates." My T continues telling my mom about me.
Then I see my brother lying on the couch. He was making little unkind noises. I run over to him and karate kick (with both legs off the ground) above his body. I'm impressed that I can do that.
My T has to go. I'm not sure how to say goodbye. But I decide to give her a hug, afraid that she'll reject that. She doesn't and hugs me back, a nice hug and then she kisses me on the cheek. I'm so happy.
Then I wake up. I'm glad my T hugged me, even if it was just in a dream.
Any thoughts?
poster:annierose
thread:621953
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