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Wednesday, April 17th, 2019

art of the deal (monotype by Nicole Frazer)


Joyce Lynn

Sick and dying children; a 23-month-old child, her arms wrapped around her Salvadorian father, drowned crossing the Rio Grande; thousands of children ripped from the arms of their parents; children warehoused in cages; young boys and girls in the care of predatory guards.

Internal government documents, media investigations, congressional delegations, even video of a vice presidential visit–all tell the same horrific story of the United States government abusing  children and others fleeing danger in their home countries and seeking safety and asylum at the southern border of the US. As new stories of malfeasance are revealed daily, it is easy to forget reports of squalor and chaos even torture by the US have been in the news for nearly a year.

Around that time, Ann R. of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, dreamt a dramatic scene (more like a nightmare) revealing the pathological personality of the man inflicting pain on thousands of immigrant children. Ann’s dream, April 3, 2018, occurred the night after she watched footage of the White House Easter Egg Roll.

Donald Trump, wife Melania, and someone dressed as a bunny Trump called “Gary” or “Barry” appeared on the White House balcony. Ann recalls Trump bragged about US military prowess  and the booming economy to the throng of children and parents and reporters gathered on the lawn. Then, he continued his inappropriate ramblings, this time about undocumented children and young adults, who came to the United States before the age of 16. At the time, Trump had rescinded expansion of Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals (DACA) and was bargaining with Democrats to restore or modify the program.


“My husband and I were invited to an event to honor a young child–a christening or special birthday. It was a seated dinner. As we approached the room, we realized Trump was at the head table. It was elevated above the only other table in a t-arrangement.  Both tables were covered in plain white cloths. There was nothing on either tableno dinnerware, flowers, food, or drink–nothing festive.

“The only people in the room were Donald Trump and the parents of the child. They were seated at the lower table.  When we saw Trump was speaking–in fact, about to offer a prayer–we turned to leave not wanting to be part of this. Trump called to us to come back because he was about to pray for the child. He said if we didn’t stay, he wouldn’t pray, and we would be responsible for all the bad things that would happen to the child.

So we went back and sat down opposite the parents. I did not know them, but they looked confused. Then Trump started to pray. I don’t remember what he said, but it was rambling and I remember thinking it was inappropriate.

Then he stood behind the parents, looming over them and reaching over the mother’s shoulder to place two gold coins on the table. Then, the prayer became an attempt to make a deal with God. The deal was not on behalf of the child; rather Trump was telling God that if (God) didn’t do what Trump wanted, (Trump) would see that the parents and their child would pay for it.

“Then I woke up. Thank goodness!”


The chilling dream reveals the dark side of Trump’s psyche. He bargains with God in the sacred space of a house of worship. The dream dramatizes Trump’s “negotiating” tactic–blaming others for his toxic actions and inflicting pain on the vulnerable if he is denied his way.

The dream of Trump’s dealing with God reveals the hubris of the man. It was hubris that ended the rich reign of the biblical King Nebuchadnezzar. He descended into madness and became a grass-eating beast.

The t-shaped table in Ann’s dream is reminiscent of a cross; however, the head table is raised higher than the table where the family is celebrating the birth of a baby. In the musical “The King and I,” the monarch sings “No one’s head should be higher than mine.” The medieval divine right of kings is a political and religious doctrine, conferring the ruling royal with legitimacy and authority derived from God. But in America, the authority of a president flows from the Constitution and from the people.

Ann’s dream graphically conveys the narcissism propelling Trump to order inhumane policies. Narcissism is a characteristic of sociopaths. The effects of the psychopathology of Trump’s anti-social personality disorder are the physical and emotional pain he inflicts on thousands of children, parents, and citizens.

Trump’s “my way or the highway” bargaining modus operandi infects his job as chief executive — regardless of the issue. “If we don’t get what we want, I will shut down the government,” Trump declared when Congress refused to include $5.7 billion for the border wall in the December 2018 government funding bill. Trump refused to compromise, and he shut down the federal government for 35 days. More than 800,000 government employees as well as contractors and businesses suffered the financial consequences of the longest shutdown in history.

The cruelty Trump inflicts on children and families seeking asylum from violence in their Central American countries at the US-Mexican border riddles our consciousness. Ann’s dream warns us nothing and no one is sacred to Trump or immune from his malfeasance and vengeance — not even God.

The dream illumines the vulnerability of a solitary family enmeshed with a malignant force, but  by sharing her dream, Ann bears witness to the faux religiosity of Trump and his followers. Her dream lifts the veil of residual doubt about the man and reveals the truth of Trump’s cruel psyche. It remains for the populace and the politicians–citizens and legislators–fueled by the truthfulness of Ann’s dream and fact-based evidence to deter the man who wreaks havoc on newborns, the citizenry of his country, and the soul of a nation.


Joyce Lynn is a journalist, writing about the power of dreams to guide our daily lives. She is the author of Dreams and the Wisdom Within available at and She curated the 2018 exhibition “The Political Power of Art and Dreams.” She looks to dreams, a journalist’s Inside Source, to report the news (,


Sunday, July 27th, 2014

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Part memoir, part spiritual guide, and part metaphysical manual, DREAMS AND THE WISDOM WITHIN weaves a compelling narrative of the power of dreams to guide our health. Journalist Joyce Lynn shows us of the power of dreams as a spiritual practice outside the confines of religion or psychotherapy. She revives dreams as a mandatory modality in our daily lives.

DREAMS AND THE WISDOM WITHIN draws on scientific research, metaphysical information, and real life stories to illuminate the transformative power of our nightly messages. Drawing on her experience as a reporter and first-hand knowledge with dreams, Lynn offers a three-step healing blueprint and envisions a future of medical care with dream guidance at its center.

The stories of women who have accessed dreams to prevent, diagnosis, and treat illness are told in DREAMS AND THE WISDOM WITHIN. In one remarkable story, the deceased mother of a Kentucky woman appeared in dreams and warned her, “There is cancer growing in your right breast.” The admonitions persisted despite three “clean” mammograms. Finally, an ultrasound verified the dire dream warnings. After surgery and chemotherapy, Ellie was cancer free. Sixteen years later, Ellie, now 79, extolled her life-saving medical care. “It is important people listen to their dreams,” she said.

The extensive reach of dreams is told through Lynn’s personal experiences. Dreams helped the author salvage her self-esteem and grasp her true worth as a woman; recover from a potentially serious illness, halting a stampede toward cervical cancer; find a healthy eating plan; discover life’s intended career path; handle the business and content of reporting; end a dysfunctional romantic relationship; reconnect with her religious roots and discover an inner spiritual center.

DREAMS AND THE WISDOM WITHIN empowers women and minorities — the major sufferers of the major illnesses of our time and those disenfranchised by traditional medicine.

Lynn, a former political reporter, now writes about women’s health and spirituality. She is the author of PLUM DREAMS DIARY: On Mothers, Men, Modern Medicine, and the Divine, a collection of dreams exploring the contemporary female psyche. She has reported on how our thoughts affect our health, the benefits of Mediterranean and vegetarian diets, and public health care policy. She has profiled peace activist Cindy Sheehan and artist-activist Claudia Chapline and others whose dreams have influenced their art, activism, health, and business ventures. Her articles have appeared in dozens of publications including Ms. Magazine, the Pacific Sun, Online Journal, and Louisville Magazine.

DREAMS AND THE WISDOM WITHIN will be published in Spring 2018 by Plum Dreams Media. Pre-orders receive a 20% discount of the list price ($25). To pre-order and reserve your autographed copies at the pre-publication price $20 (published price $26), email


Sunday, July 27th, 2014



By Joyce Lynn

“You have an abnormal Pap test — Class 3 — pre-cancerous,” the internist stated flatly. “It’s probably related to your IUD. Make an appointment to have the IUD removed.”

Abnormal. Pre-cancerous. I hang up the telephone in my office and steady myself against the desk. “Why me? Why now?” I ask myself. “I need to redo my will. Why do anything else?” Feeling terrified, I begin to think about immediacy and squeezing as much as I can into my remaining time.

In a quiet corner, I peer out the window in astonishment at the news. It is 1984. Ironically, I had recently turned 40 and wanted to be sure I was in tiptop shape. Then, from somewhere, I recall what I dreamed the night before the routine physical.

I scrawl what I remember from my dreams on the backs of pink telephone message slips:

I am riding on a bus up California Street in San Francisco . . I am sitting in the elderly/handicapped section. The bus driver says to me, “Ugh you’ re disgusting. Around your mouth is dirty and you have stuff – lesions – on your skin.”

As a woman, did I somehow consider myself to be handicapped? Did society consider a woman who spoke out about her views unclean? These thoughts race through my mind all the way home from work until I am finally in the warm embrace of my apartment. Pacing between my couches, I resolve that I will not let the diagnosis get to me.

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