My son is assembling a new bike (body) in his bedroom (sexual changes in puberty). His dad is very proud of his workmanship. I unintentionally carry the handlebars downstairs. (The mother wasn’t giving him steering advice on the use of his new sexual powers.) His older brother carries the handlebars back to him. (His brother is helping him handle this, not necessarily good advice.) Next we are waiting for an earthquake at home.

Waiting for an earthquake indicated there was a shake-up coming!

This next experience is more unusual because there was no love tie, but there was an emergency. I had a girlfriend who was dating a man, Mr. F., Jr. She had told me a lot about him and his father, Mr. F., Sr., but I’d never met them. One night I dreamed:

I am in my kitchen cooking because Mr. F., Sr., is coming to dinner. Mr. F., Sr., seems to be sick and I have an idea I can help him if I can see him and lay my hands on his shoulders. I want to practice bringing the power into my hands before he arrives. I go out into the backyard  and  sit  on  our  brick wall.  Holding my arms