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and these dolls have speaking parts.
They are up on a stage. They look like little stuffed dolls; little
cloth, stuffed dolls, and the four dolls are supposed to represent
major therapists, as if one were Freud. Two of them are theorists
that I've never really heard of and they are singing sort of a little
ditty. It is all in rhyme and it is set to music, and they sing
this song about therapy. Then at some point, Monte (Ullman) appears
in there and he is quizzing somebody. It seems like he is quizzing
Sol Feldstein about therapy and Sol is saying something about the
limitations existing at this hospital for doing therapy are very
pronounced ... The dolls are the striking thing about this dream.
They each take their turn as if the spotlight were on them, and
go through the same sort of eulogy about themselves, and then the
spotlight goes to the next one and he sings some little song praising
his particular virtues or his theoretical position.
When I had an opportunity to discuss these dreams with the agent the next day, she revealed that she had gone in for an interview the preceding day with a new therapist. She explained that she had been experiencing some personal problems several months earlier and had been consulting a therapist. Recently she had found herself disappointed with his theoretical approach and decided to see a new therapist, whose orientation might be more acceptable. After her interview with the prospective new therapist, she found herself spending a great deal of time that day making comparisons back and forth between the merits of these two therapists and their approaches to therapy. She confessed that she didn't feel a great deal of close rapport with either of them. Perhaps this is why they were conceptualized as stuffed dolls in my dream. In our conversation the night before, the agent said nothing about her visit to consult a new therapist that day. I didn't even know she had been in therapy previously, as she had never spoken about it nor had anyone else mentioned it to me. It was only when I asked her if she could make any sense of my dream imagery that she volunteered the information about her involvement with therapy. As she was contemplating the target picture, her thoughts turned to the "heavy" issue she had been wrestling with earlier that day regarding the choice of which therapist would best suit her. The emotional significance of this concern outweighed the intellectual commitment to transmit the target picture, so the therapy dilemma was what was sent and what I received. Although telepathy was clearly taking place, my score for the 97
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