[Redbook2:191A][19810704:0500c]{A Dream of Visions, and the Soul's
Uncertainty? [continued]}[4th
July 1981]
1981.07.04.0500
[continued]
[(3)](b)
In the second part [of
the dream]
in a particular organisation or institute, a girl was refusing to
give some film which she had. She was a lovely, tall blonde girl,
but slightly scatter-brained. +M (…) was attempting to talk her
gently into giving, rather as one might talk a potential suicide down
from a high window ledge (indeed, there was some feeling that this
was exactly what he was doing. (I think he may have offered her a cup
of tea)). She was in great uncertainty. He did not attempt to
cajole her, but simply talked her logically through the decision. At
the end of this, I distinctly heard him say to
her:
“Oh(?), [Hunter, Hunter, Hunter, Hunter, Hunter]!” (or was it
four times?? – possibly, but probably five) – not with any tone
other than (I now realise, remembering the tone) Love. (I think that
maybe in the end she did give the film). (That dream was in fact
this morning.)
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