Letters to and from Lynn:

Lynn to Carole:  I’d love to hear what your dream was about, if you care to share. I'm curious. The other dreams you've had lately, was the productivity they offered connected to BCR, personal or other business?

 

Peace River is not as nice as BCR, plus the gal who runs it is high strung & very stressed. Her energy would be tough to be around and would drain my energy. I visited another facility last week and have two more I'm seeing this week. At this point, I'm just exercising all my options and praying for the Universe to place me where my mission can be best served. I'll tell ya what... I'm sick of this phase. I just want to get to work. There's soooo much to do bridging the honor/respect gap between human & beast. Lynn

 

Carole to Lynn:  The dreams in general have just been much more grounding and centering;  sort of a reminder of who I am and what I am capable of when I don’t let “reality” get in the way. I often dream that I am flying, but lately the dreams have been sort of testing my limits;  how high, how fast, how much can I control the situation.  The rest of the dreams have been similar in that they have just been a reminder that I create everything around me and I can make it into whatever I want it to be.  It has been very empowering but not terrible specific.

 

In the dream about you there was travel on trains and to theatrical performances that seemed to be set the time around the turn of the century.  I was listening to one opera singer (someone earlier in the day had suggested that opera should be allowed to go extinct and should not warrant government grants to preserve it)   talking about how the music connected them to who they were.  I was trying to understand this phenomenon that is foreign to me and perhaps because of your great love of music, you rather burst into the scene.  I was sitting at the table with this performer and you came up from behind and quite smothered me with a hug that said, “Hello old friend, I have been looking through this life time for you.”  As I turned to see who you would be this time around, already knowing from your embrace and your aura that I have known you forever, I saw that you were still tall and very beautiful, but much more full bodied, as women were then.  You were wearing a long, apple red gown and red gloves up past your elbows.  You were vivacious and full of life in what was otherwise a rather dark time of rather puritan ethics.

 

I don’t remember what you said.  It didn’t matter.  I knew what you were saying which was that we all find our own way.  We all connect back to God in different ways.  We all have different talents and are using them to the best of our current possibility.  Those who seem to be so stuck in the mire of their own dramas are great inspirations to others who are even less evolved.  Some are violins, some are cymbals, and some (like you) are grand pianos.  Life is a beautiful symphony and each of us plays a part.  You will find the rest of your band.   Carole

 

Lynn to Carole:  Are you familiar with the song "From A Distance" recorded by Better Midler? If not... you'd like it. It's a wonderful musical adaptation of your "Life is a symphony" sentiment. I talk about this song in my book, specifically one line of its lyric: "From a distance we are instruments, marching in a common band, playing songs of hope, playing songs of peace, they're the songs of every man."

 

What a nice thing to say, that I'm a grand piano. I see you as a concert harp, delicate yet very strong.

 

I'm aware of C.A.R.E. but intuitively felt that this is not the right place for me & SS. The task of finding the right place for me & SS is quite a challenge. The facilities that would allow me in, such as Horseshoe Creek & C.A.R.E., are not the standard I want to work in. The facilities that are an excellent standard, won't allow me in. As with zoos, hands-off facilities feel human contact to be a stress on an animal, especially if it h