"Break on Through to the Other Side"

It’s been almost two months since the last Bailey Post. The longest inactivity since I began the Post in 2010. My last Post made some readers pretty unhappy, and made me frustrated too. So for about three weeks I thought I would just pull the plug and let the Post die a natural death. Then I heard Paul McCartney’s song “Let it Be”.  “When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me speaking words of wisdom, let it be”.

So I decided to just let things be.                             

I began having a certain dream about 3 1/2 weeks ago. It was a dream with three versions. Each version of the dream I had several times.

In the first version of this dream I am in Poway; I am running late in the morning, and wanting to get to work. I get in my car which an older model, a bit weathered but still strong and running well. I head off to work and as I am driving I come to specific corners in the road where I have to decide which direction to go. I’m pissed that I can’t remember which turn to take. I choose the direction I think I need to go but it takes me to a dead end (a cul de sac) and of course I have to retrace my steps and try again. In one of these dreams I went back to the place where I made the error and inexplicably chose the exact same wrong direction and ended up in the exact same dead end cul de sac. That was my first dream.

(Dream Two) This is the same dream exactly except what prevents me from getting to work is road construction. I have to detour and then detour again, slow-down and it feels like I’m never going to get to my job. I'm feeling the time crunch. This is also frustrating and I keep thinking (in the dream) why does there always seem to be construction all the time? Can’t I choose a way without road work?

The third and as it happens final version is: again I am anxious to get to my job and I ‘m driving the same car but all of a sudden as I go through a hilly section, the hills around me burst into flames. A fire on this side, another one blows up on the other side and fire up ahead. All around me there is fire and smoke.

 I know I should stop and go back, but I’m so frustrated at there always being something that gets in the way, and I really want to get to my job so instead I step on the gas and decide I’m  going on no matter what. I just keep going.

My therapist from the prestigious counseling firm of Dewey, Cheatem, and Howe; was so excited when I told him about these three dreams, he wet himself. No he didn’t but he was excited. He told me this:

Poway: Because it’s a familiar place

My job: Wanting to complete something, a project or purpose

Older Car: Me (enough said about that)

Wrong directions: Me repeating decisions that I made in my life that didn't work out and being frustrated with me.

Road construction: I’m undergoing construction, and repair, it slows me down but is necessary.

Burning hillside: Sometimes if you do what you want to do, not everyone is going to like it. People can get angry at you.

What he was most happy about (and so was I) is that I kept going in my car. I didn’t let obstacles make me stop or turn back. I didn’t give up.

All by way of saying, I am going to keep doing The Bailey Post.  I ‘d rather have a few readers that enjoy a laugh now and then and/or something to think about than have more readers and always be wondering who’s going to get mad at me for this posting? N’cest pa?

After this posting, I have two other short ones to post. Then I am going to retool the Bailey Post.

I’ll try a different look, use a different (hopefully better) blog service. For those that might stay with me, thank you. I will try to get TBP to take a step up.

Will