It is not often that readers share their dreams with us. And when they do, it is not often that we publish them. But this dream – a NXIVM dream – could educate and potentially inspire readers.
This is a real comment – made by a real reader .
To protect his anonymity we are giving him a suitable pen name — Julian Enamor — and we have a photo of what we imagine he might look like.
Here is what Mr. Enamor wanted to share about his dream:
For the first time, last night I had a dream about Nxivm. I have watched the Vow, read Frank Report and consumed other documentaries about the group. Find it fascinating with all the weird angles and dynamics. But def not something I think about often. I binge watched and read stuff about the group for a few months, but that was probably 8 months ago. Which is why this was such a random, irregular occurrence.
I fell for Lauren – in my dream
The dream was three parts. I’ll break down in order:
First part:
I was a social worker, hired by Nancy to escort Lauren to her probation officer.
Nancy wanted me to escort Lauren, for she had a little shopping to do.
I found Lauren extraordinarily snobby. She would barely acknowledge my presence. She was on her phone most of the time. I knew the Nxivm case was high profile. But acted professionally and acted as if it was any other workday. It was uneventful. I drove her to her appointment and back home.
I found Lauren arrogant and proud
The next part is strange:
Lauren and Nancy were at a place with me. They were punishing themselves by having people tie them up and blindfold them. They would have their heads held underwater for a few seconds, like water boarding. This went on for hours. But they did not have to be there. They voluntarily were letting people punish them as some sort of penance. Very weird. I was concerned but they seemed ok with it. Why were they punishing themselves?
In my dream, I never saw anyone loving being waterboarded so much as Nancy
Lauren captivated me in so many ways, including when she was getting waterboarded.
The last part of the dream:
I was in Lauren’s fancy apartment. Like before, she wanted nothing to do with me, which was fine, but very noticeable. She had wealthy, powerful friends like the Bronfman’s, professional athletes, celebrities, etc. arriving at her place and hanging out.
I arrived at the party dressed to the hilt, and with all these beautiful women.
Although she was arrogant and proud, she was beautiful too
Eventually, Nancy asked Lauren to bring me to the airport, which was strange that she was now escorting me around. Over the course of the last part of the dream, I had developed feelings for Lauren, even though it was not mutual. I was attracted to her.
We were in Lauren’s lavish apartment
While I was awaiting my plane, to board, Lauren and I were talking. Eventually, we were laughing, making eye contact, joking, people watching, etc. She was starting to get to know me and we connected. Eventually my plane arrived. We hugged and kissed, somewhat passionately. I boarded my plane and left. Then woke up.
One last kiss: it sparked a novel and exciting romance, and then I woke up
I wonder where the dream would have led?
I am happily married family man.
Why did I dream about Nxivm?
And why did I dream about Lauren?
