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is beginning to break down.) We stop at a factory. We go inside and steal some huge hunks of bologna which will hardly fit inside the car. (This "all work" is really a "big bunch of bologna.") Soon after we leave with the load of bologna, we are arrested.

This dream showed her that her heavy work load was a lot of bologna and that it arrested her movement through life. In her next dream, we see that the pattern of friend A represents the suggested solution and friend B represents the bad habit:

My friend Susan, sociable relaxer, wants to borrow my car. (Play time wants a place in her life.) She wants to use my car to go to a party late at night (some "night life"). I say, "No, I think Jerri (workaholic) might want to use it. Buy your own car." Susan is dejected and mad at me.

After those dreams, this career-woman made it a point to get out more at night after work and be more sociable. This situation happens to men, too. Mr. Volunteer was always taking on volunteer jobs besides doing his regular job. His dream:

I’m going to my volunteers’ meeting. My mother appears and says, "Let’s play Monopoly." Then I’m in my car but "Mr. Other Volunteer" is driving. It is very crowded and I can’t get enough air. Also, I can’t reach around to roll down the window. I’m almost panicky, fearing I will get a stiff neck and claustrophobia.

This extra work is monopolizing his life. He is not in the driver’s seat controlling his life energies. It is crowding his life and choking off his air. All work and no play also makes stiff- necked people.

The mistakes and inefficiencies at work, which cause us problems, are not always our own. Often, we are caught up in other people’s messes.

One night, Barbara dreamed an uncomfortable dream that alerted her to a dangerous, but unavoidable situation. Knowing the potential danger, she handled the delicate situation with great caution. Her dream:

Someone is with me on my right side (action). We are going to clean out an area. I have to reach up over my head and take a boot off a dirty shelf. Bunches of black widow spiders crawl out and the other person stamps out several baby ones that fall on the floor. Two medium-sized ones are on my lower arm—I push them off and feel relieved. I fear there is another one somewhere that might bite me before I find it. I feel the other big one nearer my shoulder; it is very big. I am very afraid. I push it off and wake up.

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