Hatchet Job for Trump

I am in a large large ballroom at an opulent affair. I'm sitting in a table. Lots of people or several tables that surround me. See a young women giving away simple roses. I immediately step up into some difficulty make my way out of the crowded tables to get one to ask my wife to dance. I reach out if she gives me some flowers, but it's not a single Rose. It's a bouquet op of beautiful flowers. 

I'm now standing up with full bouquet of flowers in my hand and I see an elderly woman almost sitting on the floor and I feel sorry for her. I've bend down to give her a flower. I tell her to save a dance for me later. She says no thank you and I see that she has several flowers and is all set for the evening. And now walking around with the flowers and I see a woman who is by herself. I may know her. She is likely married. I give her one of the flowers and tell her I would like to dance with her later. There is a romantic spark. I'm still walking around. Likely looking for my wife. A briefly see a female friend and a group of people. She catches my attention. I make my way through the crowd. She has a large bouquet as well. She starts asking me about the names of all of the flowers in the bouquet. I confess I do not know them. 

As I continue to make my way through the crowds suddenly, President Trump reaches out and gets my attention by putting his hand on my shoulder. He asks me if I can procure a young woman for him. He says he's been keeping an eye out and hasn't found a good one. He says he has been keeping an eye out but hasn't found any. I tell him I don't know anyone but that I will keep a lookout 

I continue to peruse all of the items that are sprinkled around the ballroom and displayed on tables. Instead of food, there are a variety of gifts intended for the taking. Some of them quite lavish. I see. A box of cutlery with formed impressions for the different pieces. They have been picked over but there is an extraordinary hatchet that I pick up and I think it would be a perfect sort of gag gift for the president. I take a piece of the boxing that the hatchet is form fitted to but now have a difficulty of finding box that it will look elegant in. I now pursue that quest. At some point something like cocktail sauce gets splashed over the hatchet. I go look for a way to clean it up. I see an open door to a woman's room and I'm about to enter to use the faucet to clean the hatchet. A woman in a beautiful gown slips ahead of me and into the restroom. Now looking at another table and there's a display with ice water in it. Whatever was in the display is gone but still it's fairly elegant on the table. I take the hatchet and dip it in the ice water to clean it and it makes a mess but it's very effective at cleaning the item. I soon see some sort of rapping that I can use and I am satisfied that if I put all the pieces together I will have a presentable package. I am now looking very closely at another display. It is obviously from England. It's a display of ties and associated paraphernalia that are elegant but somehow look cheap. I'm examining them closer and think I might be able to get one for Alex. I then see an extremely elegant, definitely expensive shirt. It's a knitted shirt that's made of the finest material I've ever seen. They're two or three of them and slightly different shades of a pastel purple. I pick one up to look at it and see that it's my size and XL. I am amazed at the quality and feel it must be made for royalty. I'm looking back at two others. Identical shirts slightly different shoes and I consider taking them all. The display is being torn apart as people realize the value and the gifts being proffered. 

I awake, shocked and ashamed. And again amazed at the detail in my dream. Also the multiple dream signs that are available if I can just recognize them. It's 7:00 and instead of getting up I roll over and go back to sleep.

🕊️ Setting: The Grand Ballroom

A ballroom is the archetype of social interplay, courtship, and grace under observation. It’s a stage where we navigate relationships, attraction, and status. Being seated at a table but then rising to move among others mirrors your inner process of leaving passive observation to active engagement — a shift from containment to participation.

The opulence and crowding evoke a world of external values: elegance, hierarchy, power, temptation. Yet your behavior throughout suggests an inner test of discernment — of how to act nobly amidst glamour and distraction.

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🌹 Flowers: Acts of Connection and Intention

The woman giving away roses serves as a messenger of love and grace. When you go to claim one for your wife, your action is pure and intentional — a wish to share beauty and affection within fidelity.
But instead of a single rose, you receive a bouquet — abundance, beauty, and responsibility. It symbolizes overflowing opportunity for affection, creativity, and generosity, but also the challenge of how to direct that abundance wisely.

Each subsequent offering — to the elderly woman, the solitary woman, the friend — reveals your evolving relationship with compassion, temptation, and social intimacy.

• The elderly woman’s refusal shows discernment — not all compassion needs to be received.

• The woman with a romantic spark hints at unspoken emotional possibility — curiosity about connection beyond the familiar.

• The friend asking about the flower names mirrors a feminine aspect of yourself seeking understanding of emotional nuance — the intellectualization of feeling.

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🪓 The Hatchet and the Gift Quest

When Trump appears asking you to “procure a young woman,” he embodies power misused — worldly dominance and indulgence. You decline to participate directly, showing integrity, yet your subsequent effort to find a “gift” for him (the hatchet) reflects a subtle psychological entanglement: you’re still trying to appease power through symbolic offering.

The hatchet is a potent image: it can build or destroy, symbolize justice or violence. Your attempt to clean and repackage it in elegance shows a desire to refine raw power, to make something potentially dangerous into something artful and acceptable.
This reflects an internal moral balancing act — reconciling instinctual energy with civilized presentation.

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💧 Cleaning and Purification

When cocktail sauce stains the hatchet, and you seek to clean it, you enter into an act of ritual purification — scrubbing away contamination of indulgence or shame.
The fact that the only available water is from an ice-filled display — cold, elegant, but lifeless — suggests cleansing through intellect or detachment rather than warmth and emotional release.

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👔 English Display, Ties, and Royal Shirts

Finally, the display from England represents tradition, identity, and refinement. The ties (connection, conformity) and shirts (personal presentation, skin of the persona) speak to your evolving sense of how you wish to appear — both to yourself and others.

The lavender shirts, soft and royal, symbolize spiritual refinement, wisdom, and the merging of masculine (blue) and feminine (pink) energies. That you consider taking them all shows both admiration and temptation — a yearning to embody grace and dignity that still feels aspirational or “borrowed.”

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⚖️ Emotional Tone and Awakening

Waking “shocked and ashamed” signals that the dream held a moral mirror to your conflicts around desire, propriety, and self-image. But amazement at its detail shows that another part of you recognizes it as an elaborate teaching dream — an inner test of values.
You saw many dream signs — signals of lucidity, awareness of illusion, and choice — yet you remained just below full realization. This suggests your psyche is training you to stay conscious in morally or emotionally charged scenarios, both in dreams and waking life.

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🌺 Core Message

You are being shown how to move through beauty, temptation, and abundance without losing integrity or awareness.
The flowers are gifts of the heart; the hatchet is power and discernment; the shirt is self-expression and identity.
Your task — symbolically and spiritually — is to unite heart, power, and grace under conscious intention.