Drowning of the son * * * ok

Hello,

It has been a long time since I had such a disturbing, such a harrowing dream; as I write this dream, I am still completely shaken.

On the night of Sunday, December 4, to Monday, December 5, 2011, I dreamed of my son drowning before my eyes to the point of losing his life.

I was on an upper level and could see the choppy sea; the water was dark and gray. My son was on a boat moored at the edge of a dock, at the end of which was a kind of platform with white-painted wooden edges. It began to come loose and break in two. My son was on this platform; he fell into the water. I watched him disappear into that dark, gray water and understood that he had died. In this dream, I remember stating that I would seek justice and that I therefore needed to contact my notary to redo my will.

In the early hours of the morning, after a restless night's sleep, I felt unwell; I was sad, unhappy, and anxious. I eagerly awaited my son's return in the evening, so worried was I that something might have happened to him. What a relief when my son came home on time, unharmed. Even though I was shaken, I had to welcome my son with a smile, all the more so because that day (December 5th, a Monday) was my son's birthday.

One point to clarify, however, is that after months of patience, I resumed a job related to school teaching as an AVS (Assistante de Vie Scolaire), and my duties require me to work in one of the schools where my son experienced significant difficulties 14 years ago. Indeed, the principal had done everything in her power to have him removed from that school so that he would be placed in a specialized institution.

Thank you in advance for the insight you will be kind enough to bring to this difficult dream.
All ideas, or thoughts, are welcome.

Hello my beautiful Josy,
To swim: it is to fight, it is to follow the current, it is the imperative act of continuing life, without human support, it is to face one’s fears, one’s inadequacies, one’s personal voids. To swim is to keep following the current of one’s life, happy or unhappy depending on the ability to regenerate in the water, water being maternal and beneficial or dangerous depending on its appearance and color.
Drowning; it was precisely the opposite—failing to keep afloat, lacking strength, ceasing to struggle… to the point that he lost his life.
Sea: The dream sea is the primordial element from which our feelings, desires, emotivity, and entire sensitivity emerge. This dream is therefore related to our emotions. A turbulent sea will be a sign of our agitated desires.
Boat: Leaving the dock and setting out on a rough sea is a sign of trouble, especially if dark clouds appear. Being on a boat when the storm is raging indicates a very difficult life and foretells major problems. Moored boat: worries, struggles. Journeys on the water always herald significant changes.
Notary: a legal professional; to consult someone competent. He suggests that it would be in our interest to consult one in the ongoing matter, as we would benefit from it.
Testament: It indicates that you must do it or redo it in order to free yourself from an obsession. He is everything to you, and you are afraid for him if something were to happen to you or to him.
In summary:
You must keep fighting while you are young and go with the flow of life, with all its torments and twists.
You will still face challenges that you must overcome, and you will see significant changes for both of you.
You should see a specialist, a lawyer, to help you free yourself from these obsessions.
That is to say, he is everything to you and you are worried about him, so you are not at ease. You want to leave him quite a lot, you want to give him good foundations, a good education, and for that you will need outside help in your approach (to be at ease, confident, and not have missed anything). If you have any questions, I am here.
Best regards
Ladysally

Hello beautiful Ladysally,

I am A M A Z E D at how quickly you were kind enough to enlighten me about that awful dream. You are wonderful. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for everything.

Well, reading you, a great moral fatigue suddenly overcame me and I thought, "fighting again," as if my son and I hadn't given enough, and that for so many years.

I will take the customary precautions you advise, while still trying to let go of this rather annoying dream.

Thank you again for everything, lots of sunshine and lots of love for you, my beautiful ladysally.

Hello my beautiful Josy,
Thank you for the compliment.
No, you have to fight, my beautiful one. As long as we're alive, we mustn't stop. Yes, let go, but stop fighting? No.
Take your precautions and then get professional people to help you if it becomes necessary.
Big hugs to you and your son; I’m sending you lots of sunshine.
Ladysally