Clone

[Guest guest]

I had a dream last night.

 

I was sitting in a nice living room in a comfortable chair and I was

with a clone of my ex-wife, Carol, who died a few years ago.

 

I knew she was a clone in the dream. As we sat there and talked I

realized she had none of the memories of Carol. But I could not keep

from treating her as though she had Carol's traits. I could not

think of her as a unique person willing to respond uniquely.

 

And then I realized she had seen this in me and expected it whenever

I spoke. That is, she knew I saw her as someone else and if she

responded, she would have to respond to my misconception that she had

the attributes of another person. She could not speak to who I was

because I did not exhibit it and she could not be who she was in my

eyes because I had another vision of her that I had brought to the

conversation. She was locked out and so was I.

 

When I realized that, I realized how I create others impressions of

me with my own expectations of them.

 

I woke up and had a fine day.

 

Love

Bobby G.