head. My head had betrayed my heart by assuming power and dictating behavior on the ground that the king, my heart, was infantile. The dream depicted the typical conflict between the adult ego and the heart. If I would save my heart, I had to lose my head—that was one message of the dream. The other was that there was no real threat to I my life if I saw the reality of my situation. I was free. I simply had to acknowledge the hegemony of my heart. I had created the conflict and therefore could resolve it by realizing that the role of the adviser is not to make decisions. That is the king’s prerogative. The role of the adviser is to keep