Dreamt I went to India. Was in this village, but staying at a rich man’s house that had Wi-Fi. One of the first things I did was go out and climb this mountain. At first, I was actually driving up it. It was incredibly steep. Then all of a sudden I was climbing up it with my body. A boulder came rolling down from the top and bounced over me. Once I got to the top, I readied myself to climb right back down. After sleeping there I prepared to jump on my LJ and say I’m in India.

I also contemplated going to the morning program, perhaps to chant on beads, but didn’t want to get sucked into that whole guilt trip that I had overslept and must really work on becoming more of a regular and all that. I was incredibly happy to be in a very different place in the world. Again.

There was a man I met who communicated almost always in song. He was a beautiful person. His singing could be heard from quite a distance and everyone loved being around him.

Back in the States, my wife and I visited a house in some neighborhood that was for sale. We’ll try to talk him into renting it. Already people were there who were pretty sure they were going to buy it, but were asking us which room we’re going to take. “Well, we’ll have to talk to the man first…” Made me think of the time we stayed in a group house in Mt. Pleasant, in DC. Good times mixed with the bad.

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