Dream #1: Vietnamese restaurateurs

It’s midday, I am invited by some Vietnamese who are modest restaurateurs, to eat in their modest snack bar in the Asian district. While they are opening their premises, I see other Asians opposite, who also have a snack and who are calling the police because they don't like their competitors. My hosts return full of enthusiasm, with shopping to prepare the meal and I warn them of the risk of the police arriving because of their neighbor. They are used to this and are not worried, and remain calm because they experienced a lot of injustice and deprivation in Vietnam and serve the meal. I have to take a phone call and go out into the street and I see the police arrive and start to question my hosts who do not resist. Realizing that this is an injustice and an act of jealousy and complacency, I present myself to the police as their lawyer and ask them what they are accused of. There is one of the unfriendly police officers, who is overzealous and refuses to cooperate, so I begin to display my authority. My clients' rights to defense and minimum information. One of his colleagues who understands that he is being overzealous. But he cannot deny it publicly. Explains to me that they are going to take them to the police station in custody and that I could defend them there. I know that I am in France and not in my current country, and I assist them, they are released due to a procedural defect and a lack of serious offense. I hear in the corridors that the police are not proud of having acted unfairly. On my way out, it's dark, I'm interviewed by a television journalist, who deals with justice. I tell her the story with great energy and at the end of the interview, enthusiastic, she gives me her very interested card to get to know you better for more business of this type, and even on a private basis. To celebrate their freedom, we are going with my Vietnamese friends to eat in a French restaurant, in a square that is surrounded by large plane trees. After the meal, on the way home, at an intersection of a pedestrian street, a black tap dancer does his street number, like New Orleans in the United States, then another younger dancer arrived. Which seems to annoy the first one to the highest degree. It seems improvised, but in fact it is a well-coordinated performance between a father and his son to attract our attention. Sign: At the end of the day following the dream, a Vietnamese woman came to see me at my office, very worried but motivated, because her husband, also a Vietnamese, who has several service companies, notably one in IT, in had left one, in the hands of his partner and co-manager, a Korean. The woman feared the worst, especially since the partner had returned to Korea. She didn't know if her husband was a manager or not. So she made an appointment for her husband to help him. I told her to come to motivate her husband to follow the consultation, that it was important. The next day, the husband came first. While waiting for his wife, we discussed generalities and in particular scams in house work, with contractors who took the money and who did not finish the houses. He confirmed to me that he was co-manager but that he had lost interest and had given all management to his partner. Which had led him to invest several millions in this company but also in the purchase of land in Korea itself, of which he had never received any news. The abandoned company specialized in the importation of house construction equipment. This company had never been managed properly and was a ghost company, which had never operated and which ended up with a stock of Korean fire-resistant metal doors, which did not comply with French regulations. He no longer even had the keys to the door of the room where the doors were stored. No accounts had been kept and the rents were unpaid. The tax authorities had automatically taxed a commercial result. On the basis of an estimate, since no assessment had been given. The amount of tax was therefore significant but did not correspond to reality. His partner had returned to Korea, was ill and no longer responded to emails. After informing him of the risks he was running due to the total lack of management of this company. Both at the professional level and his assets at the personal level, I advised him to put an end to this company, by putting it into compulsory liquidation by going to court, which required respecting the steps one by one, but that this did not could not necessarily allow him to escape possible sanctions, for all these years of evading his responsibilities.

Dream #2: Bankruptcy

I am in the same room as Mr. Tremblay (founder of bleu lava), he is wearing black pants and I want to ask him questions. But I feel him fleeing in a hurry to leave. I am in compassion when I approach him and ask him what happened with blue lava (concretely, bankruptcy after too rapid expansion). He answers me as if looking for an answer: you know sometimes the wind changes direction. And the image I see in my head is a very dark 3d wall in the sky. Still with compassion, I tell him that my father lost everything in this story. I am in the same room [dans une certaine intimité] as Mr. Tremblay [principe masculin relié au travail, à la création d'un projet d'entreprise qui a échoué, difficulté à déléguer, recherche de gloire personnelle, gros ego, axé sur la matière] (founder of bleu lava) he is wearing black pants [énergie d'avancement axé sur la matière, abus de pouvoir] and I want to ask him questions . [Recherche de compréhension, de sens] but I feel him fleeing [fuite des responsabilités, peur), en hâte de partir. Je suis dans la compassion [douceur, compréhension envers l'autre] when I approach him and ask him what happened with blue lava (concretely, a bankruptcy [perte des ressources, manque de préparation, de vision... après trop rapide expansion). Il me répond l'air de chercher une réponse: tu sais parfois le vent vire de bord. Et l'image que je vois dans ma tête est un mur en 3D très foncé en plein ciel. Toujours dans la compassion, je lui réponds que mon père [masculin très présent en moi, échec dans la matière, manque de ressources, incompréhension de son plan de vie, sent. Infériorité...] lost everything in this story.

Dream #3: The journey of the host

In the dream, I find myself being a television presenter. (Note that I have never actually done this work.) I find myself in the portico of the recording room with the main host, another collaborator and two guests. We are preparing the show. This is a weekly magazine on home topics (a bit like my home ideas). We have been doing several shoots and we arrive at this stage and the subject concerns the construction of wooden furniture for the home. The subject does not seem to interest me deeply. Among the two male cabinetmakers invited, there is a character that I know from having played a couple in another show with him. I think it is JICI Lauzon. I leave for the toilets but I go outside and they are quite far away. I go to a public toilet a few blocks away. On the way back. I anticipate, I know in advance what will happen to me. As I turn the corner to the left to join my team, I hear the click of a bomb. I know I have 9 seconds to take big steps and walk away before she explodes. (Much like the bomb event at the Boston Marathon) I am in the area of ​​people likely to be affected by the explosion. After the 9 seconds, I find myself with a blue inflatable bag around me, mainly around my hips (like an inflatable bag for the swimming pool) and I slide under a scaffold which is on the street which makes that I am not affected by the bomb I go back to join the group but we no longer seem to be in a recording situation. We just talk around a table. Micheline, my friend and work colleague is present. It seems that Manon, a work colleague, is also present and two other men who are interested in the symbolism of dreams. As the group is interested in the symbolism of dreams, I tell this event as a dream... I tell them about the toilet and the bomb... I add at the end of the story, the flashes or visions that I I have inside me regarding the rest of the events... vision after the event, my parents came to pick me up on the street to take me home. I had dark skin, I was actually North African. We also brought my partner or husband back in the car. In my head, I see my parents' black car in the dream arriving and parking in front of a luxurious home. We are a rich North African family. So I tell this story to the people in the group and say that perhaps this dream speaks to the essence of an old life given the very real scene at the end. I am happy with this inner discovery. Micheline is attentive and asks me about the dream. We continue our work as a group.

Jici Lauzon: became known as a comedian in the 1980s in Quebec, then as a host and actor in the 1990s. For 12 years, he played what he says was the role of his life: Professor Lacaille in the virginia soap opera. He is passionate about literature and cinema. I know he is now in his sixties. That he has a young family (3 young children). [Courage to make a family life at 50, reconstruction, agreement with creditors not to go bankrupt in search of true values, difficulty in aging, can be haughty, somewhat lost humoristic side, can lack refinement, dignity , pride in his person)

My work colleagues:
Guylaine: spiritual, does in-depth work on herself, gentle, attentive, refined, seeks to be fair and to help others (runs a center to help people), she is a trainer in human development, solitude has no spouse or children, old religious structure, his best friend is a priest, difficulty in incarnating, in organizing himself in matter, problem with menopause.

Joane: intelligent, leader, seeks accuracy in everything, scientific mind, a lot of knowledge in the subject, spiritual openness, rigidity, incomprehension, error of judgment, critical spirit, lack of diplomacy, seeks to control, protects her place.