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Horse and Bull Dreams

Small bulls in a watch face. Horses fighting in on limestone stairs, blood all over the handrailings, I try to hide in an alcove and their is blood in there too. At work, elephants in the hallway in family groups, sleeping, I try to sneak past, but it is too scary. Bulls everywhere, in pens all along a long road, one giant bull with 20 foot fences. Bulls jumping up like tigers to get me on the beam above. If I look at them, they come closer to me. A huge cattle yard with evidence of many cattle (hay and poop) and I think they'll be back soon. Walking through a mall/office building and there are cattle by the exit, they throw hay at me.

Sheila holding pony (Babe's) bridle at right of picture. Babe died shortly after getting pregnant. I remember the owner telling us not to let her get pregnant because she would die. She got sleeping sickness and when I reminded my parents, they didn't remember. I was standing by a circular concrete wall about 3 feet tall when he told me.



After many nightmares about bulls, I tried self therapy I saw on TV after an earthquake where the therapist had some little kids lying on a couch telling them to picture the word earthquake with a small "e." So then I dreamed about the bulls inside a watch. They were angry and hid along the edge of the watch, which looked like a bullring. The next time I dreamed about them they were really angry like a whirlwind of energy. A small horse and bull about 6 inches tall also walked through the living room at Dad's house and I thought, that's not bad. Then I went upstairs and the bull came into my room and was full size again and I had to climb out the window and down the porch roof. Dad had told me I could have that room when we moved in, but I'd better not sneak out over the roof to meet my boyfriends. I laid on my bed reading Edgar Rice Burroughs, The Princess of Mars about 50 times trying to figure out how to get to Mars. Then I slept through classes in High School. I went into a hallway that became more and more narrow, like many times in dreams. Then it became so small I had to tunnel. Finally in one dream hands grabbed me and pulled me out saying, "you can't use drugs and hide from me."

When I was 4 I went to collect the cows in the pasture wearing my little dress and sweater. The cows got in a circle and I ran back to the house. Mom said maybe they thought I was a fox because of my red hair.

One day when I was about 7 and my sisters were 5 and 2 we were sitting on the ground digging the bare dirt in the driveway. The neighbor's red hereford bull (red with white face) had come across the fence to fight with our Black Angus, Joe, but he was secure in a very tight 5 strand pen. The bull was so quiet I didn't even know he was there until I heard a soft snort and looked up -- and he was sniffing me . Then he started pawing dirt up with his hoof. I stood up and someone was beside me -- Ralph I thought and the bull was mad because of the other male. So I told Ralph to go away and thought quickly about what to do. I knew I couldn't run, so I pretended I was stupid and thought he was a "nice bully" and reached out to pet him, which made him whirl away. I was also considering taking off my blouse and trying to do a bullfight like a matador. But the dog started barking at him and he whirled away to chase it. Then he charged Joe through the barb wire. I walked slowly and got behind the tree. Then Mom told me to go get my sisters because I was shorter than her and he wouldn't charge me -- but the dog was shorter than me! But I yelled for my sisters to walk slowly to me behind the tree. Mom said the bull was angry about my red hair and might charge the house -- I was looking out the window and he started pawing again and was staring at me. He could even walk up the stairs if he got inside the house.

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