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Sequence of dreams last night--same dream with two different sets of dream people. The basic dream involved taking people (kids and adults) through a step-by-step learning process that had specific stages. I don't recall the details of the steps right now, but know that they were the same for both children and adults.

In each dream sequence, the people were led through the various exercises and at the end they were more adept at some set of cognitive tasks. Both groups, kids and adults, appeared to be having fun doing the exercises and seemed to enjoy their results.

The dream was housed in a school-like facility. The setup was not exactly in a classroom style (traditional), but more like a seminar arrangement with space for movement.

The dream seems to speak to me on some subtle level--like a calling or encouragement for me to be sharing some of what I know about learning and facilitating learning processes. The dream seemed to hold out a promise of payoff, in some way, for taking action.

The children and the adults in the dream were people that I knew--they were friends and neighbors, relatives and associates--a mixed spectrum of people.

The distinct separation of the dream segments into adult and children's versions appears to be significant. The dream is trying to make the point that both are the same, both groups will respond in a similar way despite the age differences.

Learning for adults and learning for children follow the same rules, adhere to the same facilitation.
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I'm happy to have such a clear dream, but I'm puzzled as to why I dreamed it. Must be some precognitive peek into a future situation. The dream content seems to be remote and not connected to the here and now. Still, dreams are what they are sometimes as well. Not mysterious but very practical, very much about the present.

I feel like a dog worrying over a bone. Keep wanting to bite into the dream and unravel its inner messages, but I can't get a purchase on it. When I try and bite down the dream bone slips away.

About time to journey to the chiropractor. Then some breakfast perhaps and then back here to confirm a Wednesday webcast and see if I can do a hands-off with my mobile during that event.

Also, restart the story writing activities. Follow the dreams.
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Picked up a copy of What the Dormouse Said (John Markoff) and scanned the index and selected pages. Lot's of history and familiar faces. BA has a major piece of the narrative as does PCC and all of its spinoffs.

Makes me long for a reset button given where I lived and how I almost connected to those times and places. It was a rare conflagration that produced all that it produced.

Prompted me to fire off a note to BA and others. Seeing WD upside down was a highlight in the photo section.

Made it to the chiro this morning--to see Dr. Narod Yug. Then retired to a hearty breakfast--oats, warm milk, sugar, toast, coffee. A breakfast of champions.

Signed up for the DEF webcast on Wednesday. Put my toes back into those waters to some extent. Will revive old acquaintances and memories.

Spinning and spinning, turning around. Caught in a vortex of obsolete time; a black hole of possibilities. Encountering blocked passages and routes that have been disabled and redirected into unknown domains. Recipes for danger; protocols of fear.

Enough for now... Time to vaporize.
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Day (daze) hurtled by. Now late afternoon and hours spent doing much of nothing. Went with L as she ate a late lunch. I was still filled from the morning's breaking of the fast. Minutes of life are extinguished one after the other. I keep thinking I should be elsewhere, and guess what, I am.

Keeps coming back to structure and planning. Making plans that lay out what it is I think I can do, get done, accomplish. Really a simple step, but one I keep postponing, waiting for a better time and place--a perfect moment. Ain't going to happen, so I need to just get on with things.

Enough preaching to the post. Time to actualize. Time to make whole what has always been in fragments.