Now, here is another story. We speak of symbols in the world…everything is a symbol I don’t care what it is. Your mother’s a symbol, your father’s a symbol, all symbols. And this lady writes, “The dream started and I am in a huge, big dormitory. All the girls are present. I can say I was present, but, really, in another sense I wasn’t, because I was just about to leave. But I had my own room…my own space, rather. And they are all talking about someone losing a child. They all had a chart and there were twelve days and each day had a certain letter to the day. The first initial of that day was simply the first letter in the event to be experienced that day. So this was the day on this person’s chart and it was a “k,” and so her child was kidnapped. She began to explain to me and to all the others, ‘see, she had to experience this this day because here is her chart.” She began to ball her out and ball all the others out who believed this trash, and began to explain, “You don’t have to experience these things you can revise the entire day. Who told you that you must limit yourself by a chart and have twelve days each day with a letter and that first letter is going to be the first letter of the experience of the day? This is nonsense!” She began to explain the art of revision, the power of imagining. Then she said, “She told the woman ‘You don’t have to lose your child. You can get the child back’” and she explained it in detail.413 ¶21