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Many locales and activities…passageways, rooms, events, texts… At some point in the dream, I am at the home of my grandsons, something of an outpost, near a high-country trail that I know and love to hike and have recently traversed… Meanwhile, back at my house, I have somehow missed my appointed task of setting out [...]
I’m absorbed in production on a large scale. Very active. Lots of energy. At one point, a young and very self-possessing male—quite pronouncedly dressed with an accomplished pompadour, young but also not so young, rather, non-aged, perennial—places himself in a chair before me and we start to talk. I become aware that I am the [...]
I’m in a large church. There are a few others, most of whom I know, scattered around this large space. They are gathered for a special observance for a long-deceased individual, an intimate friend whose life was and continues to be interwoven with mine. I have no feeling of morbidity but rather of an active [...]
An extended, serpentine, highly detailed and life-like circumambulatory odyssey… I am amongst people that, largely, I know; I know the circle at large; I feel the strength of a larger circle that holds all the people, everyone who is involved whether they are visible or invisible. Each person has a distinct orientation to this progressive [...]
I’m at a conference of some sort at a hotel in a city. I become involved with “a new car,” and from time to time there is ambiguity about whether the car is mine, or about to be mine, or whether I will succeed at getting a woman colleague who is attending the conference to [...]
I’m in Tennessee and inside the K.s’ garage, where we used to play. It is breakfast time. I (as an adult) am having a bright and early morning beer in a bottle, a Corona. Looking through the window I spot Mother standing on the back porch of the K.s’ house (a very unusual place for [...]
I’m involved with a production and we have wrapped it up. There is a gathering to celebrate. It is clear that there are tensions in the group, but not clear what they are about — except that they concern the group’s process in a deep way. The whole process has been deeply engaging and lives [...]
I am at the school and am fully engaged. I have full access to the facilities, the Science Building. I feel the wholeness of all my endeavors. I’m working with a variety of events and happenings: classes, labs, convergences, groups. There are not too many people all together, but many activities. I am racing around, [...]
I’m with Daddy and Mother. They have come to see me. I look directly into their faces and feel immediately their bodily presence. I do not yield to them or defer to their power or let them poison the environment. I’m at First Baptist Church and attend some kind of non-Sunday service led by some [...]
There is a gathering at McGowan House [in Monterey, California]. I am outside in the yard sauntering about, when I find a very distinctive, intact, joint-bone. It is about ten inches in length, and thick. I pick it up, and it is very dense, clearly not human, and not any domestic animal, or any animal [...]