The following story happened years ago. It has to do with a family with whom I eventually got to treat all of its members. I think this may not be as rare as it may seem. Sometimes one member of a family comes, stays awhile and then stops treatment, which is fine. Later another member turns up. So it goes. In this family of four, the father, a successful acupuncturist, came seeking help for his behavior in the family; specifically his wife and children, one girl and one boy, were frightened of his loss of control. On listening one might give weight to his outbursts directed at an immature wife who was then in analysis trying her best to look after the three small children, her husband and herself. After all he married her. Why?

He was very good in running his environment and, as the story unfolded, he was one of those men who worked very long hours and then essentially assumed the mothering role to his children.

To the reader this is all background to a certain point in the past that brought forward a unique circumstance and a unique experience for all of the family.

I worked with him for a number of years and it was noted that he relaxed considerably in his life, in his office and his home. He learned a lot about himself and the outbursts that he used to have eventually disappeared. Time went on and one day I got a call from him asking whether I would see his wife. I was surprised. I knew she was working with another analyst. He reported that she had come to a halt. His wife was stuck and felt she was not getting anywhere. She had stopped analysis. Still she wanted to try again with me, being satisfied with her husband’s outcome.

The wife was the youngest of three children. Unfortunately all attention was devoted to the older more beautiful sisters (the parent’s opinion). Her mother told her that when she was born, she refused to believe the patient was her child. The patient suffered this neglect all her life. It is easy to see what a shattering effect this would have on her psyche. The husband met her just as he was finishing acupuncture school and starting his first job. He married her soon after. She was young, about 21 age-wise and emotionally, in addition to the terrible psychic abuse she suffered. Marriage was the way out.

We worked a few years in a regular four times a week analysis as I had with the husband. She struggled with the children, the oldest being two years older than the younger child. She managed to look after them, run the house, and cook the meals to keep the family intact. She was a shy, withdrawn woman who had a frightened look on her face.

Again I am not intending here to go into details of her analysis except to report that it progressed with the usual resistances, especially one that seems to exist for couples. She feared to go beyond her husband in the work. She feared that this might bring about a separation, the need to live as a divorced woman, make a living and take care of the children. It is not the business of the analyst to push issues like this. One can lay them out and show the patient in terms of what she is thinking and fearing. Even if the analyst sees far beyond, that is in terms of early infantile experience and can bring these early traumas up and link them to present day reality, it is still up to the patient to make the choice.

Choice is what analysis is all about and knowing that one is also accountable for that choice.

It seems simple. From my understanding of people in the world at large, by reading about their lives or seeing their lives displayed on TV and in movies, I see that people come to a point where they feel they have no choice and do unwise things as a consequence. My experience says there is an opening when you confront the wall. The unconscious is always willing to help and that’s the rub. The world at large does not know there is an unconscious. Everyone has one and there are dreams that give one answers to one’s dilemmas.

Early on the patient was interested in being a writer and she was driven enough to explore this avenue with school and writing classes. She developed her voice, and at the time of the later stages of our work, had been published. I hear about her from time to time and I understand she is continuing to write.

One day she had a dream about her husband, not a particularly demonstrative man, who was, I can say, tied to his mother and extraordinarily identified with her. I did not write down the dream then, but I can roughly relate it here and what I am writing is the gist of what I remember.

DREAM

The patient was looking at a cabinet, at the shelves of this cabinet. She sees on one shelf a fetus like creature, barely alive, with a heaving chest and she repeated “barely alive”.

Having worked with her husband, I was struck by a dream he had in the middle of his analysis. It was a birth dream and as he crowned and crested, he had the thought, “I have to go back to help my mother”. It was a choice in his mind in the dream to go back or go on with the process. In terms of reality he, of course, went on. Psychically he went back. It was this decision that prevented him from making the fullest use of analysis. He viewed a loyalty to analysis and the changes you have to make as a disloyalty to his mother. But in addition there was a fear that going that way would bring him to the brink of death. In fetal terms, separation from the mother is certain death. The “immature mind” is present in all of us all the time.

Early on when I made interpretations to this situation about leaving her psychically, he would become very angry by voice. I could feel beneath the sound a rage coming at me. I knew at this time this was something he was not able to do.

The reader can imagine the difficulties of two people with these personalities coping with each other and rearing two little children, seeing to their needs and concerns growing up in an urban America with schools full of problem youngsters – coming from the same or worse familial backgrounds. Drugs and alcohol were in wide use, indeed expected if one were to be a part of the group, and then the choice the children would make as to which group and which drugs.

The wife and I finished our work. I left the door open, as I do with all my patients, to return if there is a problem even if only for one consultation. However, they were getting on with their lives, adapting to one another in a way that was comfortable for each of them. Meantime the children were growing. I heard that both had entered treatment. I heard also that each had changed therapists over the years.

One day the husband called me to ask if I would see his daughter. She was aiming for a career as a screenwriter. He said she had come to the end of the line with the therapists she had seen. I thought this would be interesting to see a husband and wife and know their dynamics and now to see their child, at this time chronologically in her twenties. I did not have the time for intensive therapy so we started catch as catch can when I had an opening. This went on for a while. She did not want to see anyone else. She persevered. Ultimately I was able to give her more time. We worked for a decent number of years and off she went to continue her career more intensively.

Again time passed and I got a call from the youngest child, who called me himself, asking if I would see him. He had spent time with two therapists. He was not satisfied and, after talking to his parents, they both advised him to call me. This young man was lost. He was a university graduate. However he was at a loss as to what to do in life. Vocational tests did not really settle the issue. He decided to go into marketing, though he had a period of wanting to go into something more creative. That did not work out. He went back to marketing and eventually got a job. It was not the work that brought him to me. It was the nowhere of his personal life.

Again I am coming to the point in time that I wish to talk about. All this is prelude to what follows.

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After several years working with the son, one day he came to his session distraught and crying. I waited and he said, “My father has prostate cancer”. He cried. He spoke his fears, which were about the possibility of his dying. I gathered from what the patient said that the family had a meeting at which the father spoke of his condition, which had just been discovered by his urologist who had already put into place a surgery that would extract the prostate. I asked if he had a dream. He nodded.

This is the moment in time that I want to talk about. That afternoon I got a call from the older daughter who needed to see me urgently. I said I would see her later in the week.

Briefly it is this moment when a tragic event strikes a family and each member of the family has a dream. I saved these dreams for a number of years. Somehow I think this is the time to release them because it is as if there is a great disruption of the family in Family America and Family World. The news keeps us all aware of calamity that is befalling us all. But there is no analyst or even any awareness; that is in all the people in America, Europe, Asia, Africa, no one is aware that each person has an unconscious that is trying to give us a message. The people do not know it and the governments in these various countries also do not know it. They are all at the wall.

DREAM OF THE SON

I was standing in my driveway and there was a white pick up truck backed into my parking spot that was my neighbor Dave's. His truck was parked with the front of the truck facing east. He was loading up the back and told me that he was moving and was saying goodbye to me. I asked him where and he said East. I looked over his truck and saw the building that he lived in and it was newly redone in bricks and cement and looked really nice. I said to him too bad you are moving now after your building has been completely redone and is so nice.

ASSOCIATIONS/COMMENTARY

He spoke of wanting to move from his apartment, which he felt was too small. “The bathroom is just so big” he said and he extended his arms. He’s tired of it but he does like the neighborhood. People know each other and they are friendly. This man Dave is his neighbor. He is about 50 and very friendly, talks to everyone in the neighborhood. “He can talk your head off,” he said as he rolled his eyes. “He’s harmless though a bit too much at times.” Dave’s diarrhea of the mouth is symbolic of his father’s projections into him. In the dream Dave was moving and his car, that is the truck, was parked on the side of the house where he normally parks his car. He thought that was strange. As it happens his parents own an apartment building and the mother manages the property. “Why not move there?” He felt he could not and I asked why. He didn’t like the neighborhood and didn’t feel it was safe. This apartment was in a very ethnic area but in reality apparently safe. Of course an analyst would see, maybe say, she did not feel safe in such close constant proximity to her parents. We went on. I asked why are his belongings in a car on your side of the house and where is he going? He shrugged his shoulders to the first question and said he told him, in the dream, he was going East; but he did not name a city, just East. This is the highlight of the dream.

I can understand the anxiety of a child whose father has cancer. The word is dreaded for its meaning. It is a dark word. Beside his feelings, there were the practical issues; that he still relied on his father for financial support. It was enormously frightening. However, I do not want to go too far into that aspect of the work. As I said, my interest was in the response “to the East”. Metaphorically it means going to a spiritual place. For us the sun rises in the East. The East is felt by westerners to be the site of the spiritual. Remember the book, so famous years ago, “Journey to the East” by Hermann Hesse? I felt he did not mean that he would die. That would be “going West”. I felt that he would now seek to unite with his spirituality.

I thought this was a wonderful dream and said so. His unconscious was seeing something which perhaps his Dad was not aware, at least as far as we knew at this time.

Later in the week I saw the older sister who knew that I knew what the situation was with her father. She expressed the same reality concerns about whether the cancer was contained or was it a very malignant one, how soon the surgery was to be done and how experienced was the surgeon. All of these questions were addressed. She then told me her dream.

Patient: So, I am sure you have heard. My father has prostate cancer. I don’t know too much yet. It was a biopsy and he has been following it very carefully and the PSA was going up just a little and he and the doctor were watching it and decided it wasn’t due to an infection and they should biopsy it. There was a lesion and it is cancer and I don’t know too much about it other than that. It was pretty shocking and I am scared. I know that this happens to a lot of men, but it still really worries me. I feel really scared.

I had a dream last night.

OLDER SISTER’S DREAM

p I was at my parent’s house and I was in the dining room and my friend John was there and I knew that his wife recently died and he was now single. I thought he was flirting with me and I was sort of excited about that, although I knew I didn’t really like him romantically. It also seemed like it was very soon after his wife died and he couldn’t possibly be ready to start a new relationship, but he seemed eager to do it. It was fun to have him like me. Then there were these two other women that showed up. One was this white woman who was a blond with wavy hair and pale skin. The other was this Asian woman who was very tall and thin and very pretty. I could see that John liked her and I was disappointed, but it was ok. I would just lick my wounds a little and be fine. Then I head into the kitchen and my father is there. I see that he is crying and very upset. I am worried about him. It seems that he has lost his wife too. It would be my mother, but I have no sadness related to it. Like it was not my mother, but was somehow still his wife.

PATIENT ASSOCIATIONS

I wasn’t sure why I had a dream about John until the next morning. I was reading about the prostate and how they measure the tumors and it is a Gleason scale and that is John’s last name. I haven’t really seen him in years and couldn’t figure out why I was suddenly dreaming about him. But that is the reason. He and I went to high school and then to college together. We had a mild flirtation for a short period of time and sort of just remained friends for a little after college. We still have some mutual friends. I am not sure who the two other women are. In reality, I think John is still married and has kids. I am not sure who the other women are. Oh, I have an idea. One of John’s friends is married to an Indonesian woman and I think John has been there several times on spiritual journeys. That makes sense. I think she could be Indonesian.

The second part was a little strange because I felt like I should be sad that my mother died, but it was as if it wasn’t something that hit me that way. It was like I was disconnected from it. My father was crying and I was fine.

PATIENT’S VERSION OF SESSION

The interpretation was that John was my father. He was picking the Indonesian woman because that is the symbol for the analyst, whom I associate with the unconscious and spirituality. Fundamentally my father was choosing himself. That was a very good sign, especially in the face of the recent diagnosis. I was upset in the dream that he wasn’t choosing me but, in reality, it was true that I couldn’t help him and he needs to choose the analytic work that will assist him in his own development and healing. In both parts of the dream, the wife is dead. It is not really the wife, but rather the mother that is dead. My father lost his mother about three years ago and her actual loss may have freed him to move away from living for her and toward his own life. The analyst said that both parts of the dream appeared to be good news if one is going to come through an illness successfully.

COMMENTARY

To fill out what the patient has already said, I would like to add that this patient when very young was very close to her father. He liked teaching her things about nature, which she would learn assiduously. The impact of her upbringing – as with the younger brother– was stronger than just a father for he was also a maternal figure for her.

The unconscious makes this dream, which is not too heavily disguised, it is apparent that John is her father. The Caucasian woman is really the mother. Most significant is that John (the father) chooses the Asian woman. This makes the patient a little jealous. She has worked through a considerable amount concerning her tie to her father as she was able, in the course of the dream and the session, to understand completely what this was about. There was no jealousy whatsoever. There was only a transient infantile feeling. The fact that the Asian woman represents the East or spirituality, we both agreed was a good sign.

It is to be noted that children will bend themselves into any shape in order to please the parent they perceive to be vital to their survival. Analysis is all about straightening out the twists and turns that, in their current reality, are of no value and usually of negative significance, disturbing or destroying relationships.

Both children, after these dreams, spoke with their father and mother. It came as no surprise that the father called me soon after. We set a time to meet. He first elaborated his physical condition, which he details in the session he reproduced for me. I will not repeat those facts. The session incorporates some of the interpretations during this hour.

The father came and had his session, which I will present later in this essay. In addition to his current session, he brought along a transcription of the very last session we had before his hiatus. It is worthwhile addressing the dream of that last hour I had with him five years before we finished the analytic work. Finished is not the right word. Stopped for a while would be more like it. Why this dream at the last session when one would expect that this might be a starting dream rather than a last dream?

FATHER’S OLD DREAM

I am at a car wash with my Mercedes S450. I am driving it alone and want it washed, though it isn’t very dirty but covered with minimal traffic grime. The car wash is located in a rather plush area, like Century Hills or Woods, in the Century City complex of condominiums and office buildings. This car wash is located in the residential district and is bordered by two story condos and considerable foliage such that it is almost park like.

As I pull in, I see a sign listing the level of washes and the most comprehensive seems to be for $13.50 and is presented on a sign with LED red numerals. I somehow select this wash and pay but I do not know to whom since no one appears to be manning the wash. It does appear to be open and the machinery is running but no one is manning the vacuum area or the wash in general.

My concern seems to be with bothering the neighboring residents with the sounds of the wash, though I am uncertain how this will take place since I will and begin to wash the car by myself. I am surprised that no one else is in line or at the site of the car wash. Clearly I have paid for the wash but will have to accomplish it by myself since the wash appears to be abandoned.

ASSOCIATIONS

My car - me, or my identity – somewhat clean but grimy from the time I was in the company of my parents.

Family neighborhood – my idea of where Dr. Bail lives, in an airy, lighter state, unpressured, and undisturbed by the madding crowd. However, he is close in proximity to those in need of his services, hence the car wash.

$13.50- the price of the best wash at the time, all comprehensive, in and out.

Red LED – not sure but it can be read in the haze or fog.

DR. BAIL’S COMMENTARY

What is interesting about this dream is that it is put in the vicinity of where I used to live, which he mentions in the dream. Since I did not take notes on this session I cannot comment on it as I might have were there notes to refer to. I can give my educated guess about the dream.

Being in a Mercedes 450 is real. It is a real car. But it is also metaphorical. It would have strong connotations of being in Spirit at the highest level – 45 equals nine which is the number of completion of our journey up the mountain. Isn’t it also interesting that the cost of the wash is $13.50, which also adds up to a 9, and that is completion. And isn’t it further interesting that no one is there. The one who should be there is myself as the cleaner or washer of the car, that is of the personality. The red LED would be the dream that is readable in the “haze” of the unconscious. I ask the question why is this dream appearing on the last day of the therapy? It admits a number of possibilities; one that I was not available to translate his anxieties, and two that he was not available in the material world in which he and I live and where interpretations, that is the work, has to be done. Apparently what was available to all interpretations was a higher plane in the material world, though there was tough resistance at the thin points of his personality and an unwillingness to “go there”. He can fashion a dream in which I was not available, making it necessary then for him to do the job. It is also a way of saying, “Now I have to do the job myself.” However, as is well known to all analysts, self analysis precludes the hard parts which everyone assiduously avoids or fights to avoid. I want to emphasize that though I felt there were important issues unresolved, this dream says the unconscious hears everything and takes in everything at a higher level. In other words, the work goes on even after there is a stop to the formal analysis.

Another explanation for this dream is that the patient is in a state of introjective identification and has accordingly become me with my mind and my unconscious. It then means that he, in the dream, is me who comes to work but finds no patient.

In this regard, these mechanisms were used by the patient unconsciously during his analysis. I was often surprised by dreams he had which uncannily traced me to where I had been; for example over the weekend. On a similar note he was very interested in peer viewing, a method that governments were using, gathering up psychics, clairvoyants, etc. and asking them to see what other governments were doing. This was a secret program so any report of that work will have to be discovered in the future. The use of these defense mechanisms, that is projective and introjective identification, may be explained by early infantile threats as the infant perceives it’s life in danger and needs to follow the mother, the source of life, everywhere she goes. The best way to survive is to become the mother and, therefore, leave all worry behind.

Such early processes have to be carefully approached and interpreted so that the level of immaturity is erased and more appropriate mechanisms, more in line with mature function, can come into use.

Hiatus...

It will have to be examined as to why three years after the death of his mother would pass before he could turn to looking after himself. Obviously up to this point he was looking after an immature, over-whelmed, traumatized mother. This (looking after) would brook no interference by analysis. It was a promise made by him as he was being born.

PATIENT’S NARRATIVE

In the course of June and July, a routine observation of my PSA was conducted by my urologist. Previously it had been about 2.2 or 2.5. In June 2011 it had risen to 3.0, which was treated by ten days of antibiotics and retested about ten days later. The level remained at 3.0 at which time a prostate biopsy was indicated.

Later in October a 12 core needle biopsy was done and the result demonstrated a single locus of adenocarcinoma of the left middle lobe with a Gleason score of 3.0 x 2 = 6.0. Treatment was advised with robotic surgery schedule within two months. Soon after I shared this news with my family and, within the week, the surgery was supported by my children and this information was reported to Dr. Bail. I thought that some sessions might be in order, time permitting.

Around this time in October I had the following dream, not yet knowing that Dr. Bail would offer me a time or what that time would be.

DREAM

I am at home in my kitchen with the knowledge that Dr. Bail would be coming with his wife to pick me up and take me to some event. I did not know the nature of the event but was quickly trying to get ready. I was looking about for my Tumi jacket, an upscale fashionable black jacket for the occasion, but was unable to find it in my closet for some reason. Maybe my wife had moved it but as I looked about the bedroom had been more straightened up than usual and the treadmill that is there was missing. The only jacket I could find was a rather heavy, maybe U.S.Army woolen, jacket and I was not sure that this would be appropriate but I was at a loss to find the Tumi. I took the jacket and carried it under my arm as I realized that Dr. Bail was at my house in a black BMW driven by his wife and facing the intersection at a 45 degree angle at the corner of my house, which is located on a corner. There was only the two of them and I was about to join them by getting into the rear seat when the dream faded.

PATIENT’S ASSOCIATIONS AND THOUGHTS

I did not, at the time of the dream, know that I would have an hour with Dr. Bail or that any time with him was available at the current time. However, it seemed to be my feeling the he would be coming to me as I dreamt.

BMW – the ultimate driving machine, made in Austria, the land of Freud and his spiritual training. He was driven by the feminine spirit of healing and compassion – Dr. Bail’s wife.

The corner – the intersection of my life blocking me from going West, since my house is on the northwest corner, i.e. dying or death. I am to go with and be guided by him to a meeting of spiritual matters, but unknowing of the proper presentation for such a meeting. My house is in some type of transformation, with the usual way of exercising being removed, the usual way of treading, and though I look for my new Tumi jacket, given to me by my wife and children, I am unable to find it. I am unable to find what should belong (to me). While it should not matter how I present myself for a meeting, I am bothered by the fact that I don’t have that which makes me feel appropriate (missing something that the feminine had given to me, and only something that is associated with the masculine).

The dream seems obvious in this fashion, all sudden and catalyzed by a sudden medical urgency, but would my identity (the army jacket?) obstruct or interfere in a successful accomplishment? At least, I just carried the jacket but did not put it on since I seemed to know or feel that this was what I was stuck with.

DREAM – Night before session

I am in a small room that is not familiar. The lighting is somewhat dim. There is a man present but he is not familiar to me. On a table in front of me is a small aquarium that is filled with water, no gravel or plants. In the middle of the water is a pair of Honey Gouramis. Apparently I am about to purchase and take the pair with me. As I inspect them carefully, I see that the female has a small left sided abnormality close to the tail but on the body. I say to the man, “I believe that the female has a parasite and needs treatment and I do not want to take it until the parasite is treated or removed.” I agree to take the male but want the female too, but do not want to take it until it is treated. I believe that I take the male and leave and the dream fades out.

ASSOCIATIONS

Honey Gouramis are found in Southeast Asia. They are a tropic fresh water fish. They are quite small, quite delicate in appearance, and the female is a bit colored but the male is bold in color with a dark blue accent about the flanks. They tend to pair off when developed and come and live as a pair. Unlike most fish, these come to the surface for air. I have always though of them as special, in spirit, in nature, particularly Asian in feeling.

The left side reminds me of my prostatic lesion and I think of the prostate as differentiated from the female primordial uro-genital tract. I do not want to take possession of an afflicted female partner. Initially I think of my daughter who is clearly bold, though quite female.

The cancer of my prostate is depicted by the tumor or parasite in the left flank of the female Gourami. This was caused by a perturbation of my etheric body energy, in all likelihood intro-uterine, by my mother’s unconscious projection. It is in the female etheric unconscious perturbation that has found its way into the body – “as above, so below”.

COMMENTARY

Now that the patient has returned I would have to consider the hiatus. My remarks in the current session attest to this. He says it is as if I were coming in the very next day. The quality of timelessness is in the unconscious – eternal – which we as human beings find difficult to understand or live by since we do not approximate our lives to this clock without hands. We grow old and die through time, through another dimension – timeless – as least our corporeal existence.

One might think this dream years later is connected by the 45 degree angle. Here is a 9 again. The feeling on his part that I have completed the journey and stand on top of the mountain in the ultimate driving machine (BMW’s advertisement) which is, in our vocabulary, psychoanalysis. He knows there will be work to do – fighting – for he cannot yet put on his elegant Tumi jacket (to me). He will have to fight for that to occur (Army jacket).

He knows in the dream that the meeting, that is the session, has to do with transformation. He does not know that there will be fighting (the resistance and the internal saboteur) for he has not yet put on the army jacket. He does not know that he cannot wear the Tumi jacket until he wins the right to wear it. It cannot be given to him as a gift.

My wife, who in reality is Chinese, represents my feminine unconsciousness – my spirituality – as he rightly perceives.

The fish he talks about is indicative of his great knowledge about fish of all kinds as well as his knowledge of animals. I once said to him about that his knowledge was encyclopedic, as it was also about trees, flowers, grasses and the tiny creatures that inhabit the earth above and below.

The Asian nature of the fish connotes spirituality and recalled his deep yearning for a long time early in his analysis to connect up with his own spirituality. He would go to Asian temples listening to the lectures of famous teachers who would come from China, Japan or Korea. It was all in vain. He had to learn that he could come to his spirituality by vanquishing the multiple layers of his personality put (projected) upon him by his mother, unconsciously on her part, and by his environment. The astonishing piece about the dream is that it demonstrated that the female is the source of his cancer. Remember that in the patient’s dream the female fish had a parasite on its underbelly. I interpreted that to begin in the etheric realm. In reality this would be the fish stage of the embryo, when one sees branchial arches (gills) form in the fourth week of embryonic life, which tells us imprinting can occur this early.

All illness begins in the etheric realm. If it is not caught there, it goes on to materialize in the body. Medical science will have to accommodate to this fact in their research attempts for all illness (see essay “The Mysterious Leap from the Mind to the Body”). All illness, physical and mental, is due to feelings that have not had a proper hearing and a proper solution. As the patient says there was a constant stressor that finally burrowed through to manifestation as a cancer in his prostate. I note in passing that the patient’s mother married quite young, was very immature, having suffered a great trauma of her mother dying when she was sixteen leaving a younger sibling for the patient’s mother to look after. She was literally lost with the birth of her own children.

To me it is noteworthy that at this time he has to look after the consequences of embryologic imprint. I suspect the female fish in his dream represents his mother and the parasite that he felt it had represents the patient himself or the embryo that was to become the patient. When I related all this to him I got no resistance, no anger.

In fact in a succeeding dream he had a sharp pain in his big toe. He saw a milky needle was in it. The pain woke him. He went to the bathroom to look. Nothing was there. I asked what meridian did this point course through, what organ. He said spleen. That means, he continued, worry, stress. Obviously this is the state of mind currently and the milky needle refers to his worry about survival as an infant. Could this immature mother feed him?

Current anxieties, especially severe ones, go through the unconscious – to the original ones – and the end result, if not looked after correctly, will eventuate in a physical illness depending on the genetic makeup of the individual.

To put this into the domain of public health, worries and stresses, anxieties that are foisted on the public, will eventuate in greater health dysfunction and necessitate greater expenditures of money to care for the end result. If the origins of illness are not understood the costs tending to the end results will increase. These are the facts.

We have a family in crisis and their unconscious response to it, even the response to the person himself, as above. This illumination is rare or may not be rare if one were able to research similar families of which there are vast numbers. That would take time, money and researchers who can do the work – a work that is obviously of utmost importance for the well being of all of us on earth.

We have a family knit together in this emergency, where everybody is on the same page working to support the material mainstay of the family unit. Together with this, one can also see the spiritual aspects play a great part, a beginning and underlying part of the process. One sees what was always the case, which is that the family unit has to be tight, as they would have been initially, thousands of years ago, when the reliance was on the man to kill the beast, bring the food home, protect the woman and the children. That has not essentially changed.

MOTHER’S DREAM

I had a dream about being in this room and seeing that about thirty puppies had been born. They were on open shelves, each one in its own cubicle. I was wondering how I was going to take care of so many. They were very good, just napping, etcetera.

One would not think any time had passed in the unconscious of the patient or in his life and in his wife, as evidenced by her dream at this point in time. It takes place in the same cabinet where there were shelves and a newborn entity, which we later determined was the patient (the father) at birth. This dream reveals a remarkable change from that figure being replaced by thirty puppies whom appear to be robust and frisky. She was even wondering how she could take care of them. However, what is the prime issue in her dream is the thirty, or the three, which signifies the Holy Trinity and therefore having to do with spirituality. Remarkably it would seem that this family is all on the same page. Indeed on the same line, that is the spiritual path.

We see then, in summary, (l) the unconscious gives us vital information even unto the origins of a person, (2) it give us direction, (3) it gives us a warning of what is wrong, (4) it gives us the history of a person, (5) it gives us what is necessary for us to live our lives. If this is true for one individual or one family, it is true of the body politic or Family America or Family World.

GENERAL COMMENTARY

I recall the Beatles going to India to meet and learn from a holy man called Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. There already was a trickle of young western people who traveled to India for such experience. Some of the hippies went there. The hippies were a generation that lost its way. It was a sign of young people who felt let down by the older generation. They felt betrayed by the culture. They felt betrayed by the government who got the country into a war under false pretenses, a government that betrayed with its lies about what it was doing and had no answer as to who was going to pay for that folly. These are exactly the people the government should be listening to for they are fishing out what is wrong with the way things are going. These young people are the first responders to grave trouble within the body politic. If a government were interested in the care of their people, these first responders would be carefully listened to. Instead of listening they were made fun of, backs were turned on them and the movement finally died but not the after effects which crept into our culture. One of the most prevalent was the use of drugs. Vietnam was the place that bred the cruelest fears, which no human being can face without great damage to the psyche. The reality had to be blunted and drugs or alcohol was the way to do that. In addition there was the unloading of the veterans unconscious into the people’s unconscious, adding to the anxiety and dread of the population and promoting stress in the mass unconscious making all of us vulnerable to physical and/or mental illness. These are some of the unseen costs of war and lies and betrayal.

Nothing goes unnoticed in the universe. There is no tilt of the scale unless there is also a tilt in the opposite direction. Everything must be paid for. There has to be a balance. Without going into too much detail, we find ourselves at another juncture today where things are falling apart. Great injustice has been done. Crowds are gathering around the world seeking a fair deal. Deep in the psyche of every human being is the knowledge of what is fair. If that is flaunted again and again, there will always come a time when justice is sought by the masses who feel the pain of betrayal deeply; then comes rebellion and all of its consequences. The sad thing about this is that this cycle has happened over and over again in every culture. It seems to be forgotten and then the cycle starts again with the same results. I believe it need not be so. I believe if one consulted and respected the unconscious for its wisdom and decided to obey its advice, which comes from Divine mind that we cannot see, as we cannot see the unconscious except through the dreams it throws up, then we will get the message “from the East”. Until that time comes, we will go on with the endless cycle, which starts with enthusiasm and optimism as we see in Libya now, like we read about the American Revolution, the Continental Congress and, at long last, the Bill of Rights and the Constitution.

But slowly as the new order matures, it sinks into corruption; the master class and the rest of people, the slaves.

The real question is when will the mass unconscious stop voting for politicians who unconsciously represent their parents, especially parents who have betrayed them. Occupy Wall Street is fine, at the beginning of a definite separation between the master class and the slaves. But the people have to go one step further to understand why they have put these politicians into power who do not and will not look after them, resembling the parents who struck the first blow. The public has to understand why they have voted to put in office their idealized, disturbed imprints. Of course it is a disaster for the public as it was for the individual.

November 2011