A friend, who teaches rather happily in another school
district,  and  I  get into a car.  It  seems that  her husband
has come to get us in their new Fiat.  I  am  a  bit afraid of
him because he can change our course,  but I have faith in
Judy's  getting  us  where  we're  going.  It's  late at  night.
We drive to where we see the 22 bus.  But when  I see the
bus  going  that way,  I tell Judy  I don't  want that.  So we
drive along into an abandoned parking lot,  where there is
a car that belongs to me.  It is beautiful— new,  white and
shiny.  Judy  tells  me  that  I  can  go into my  own car, or
she'll  drive  me  home.   The  guy   in   the   driver's  seat
disappears.  There are a couple of unemployed men in the
parking   lot  minding  their  own  business.   Even  though
they  pose  no  threat  to  me,  I  am a little afraid of them.
Judy  says,  "Maybe  I  could help you with the clutch."  I
say, "Maybe ..." and awaken.
      Lyn  thought  her  incubation  had failed—she saw no
connection.  So  two nights later  she incubated the same
question  and tried again.  To  her  surprise,  she  had  the
exact same dream again!  After  we  discussed her dream
in class, she interpreted it as follows:
      "My dream presents the alternatives  I now see facing
me in my career life.  I could accept the transfer offered
me to a school which seems even worse than the one I'm
now in. The 22 bus goes there.  In the dream I reject this.
I  could let my friend drive me home.  She's fairly happy.
In other words,  I  could stay  in  the  school  system as a
teacher  and  perhaps get a better transfer and be content
and safe.  Or  I  could  work  independently,  perhaps as a
school system resource person (Could I ever really land
such  a  job?),  or  even  start  a  school  myself  as  some
wealthy would-be promoters have suggested.  I  think the
shiny white car represents this.  And it is true that  I have
often abandoned  this  alternative  out  of  fear  of failure
(the men loitering).  The dream suggests  that  the fear is
unnecessary.  My  friend  offers  to  help  me  get the car
started, to get me into gear.  I  shall give  a  good  deal of
consideration  to working independently.  It turns me on,
and it scares me."
      Some weeks later,  Lyn  was  transferred  to what she

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