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Extensive, musical dream last night. I was in a room with many people, mostly women, who were meeting regarding some issue that was important to the group. I and others were not members of the group, but were allowed to sit in on the deliberations.

At one point, the main business seemed to be completed and people began taking out musical instruments. I had a cello or some such similar instrument. Some people began to play some musical pieces and the rest of us joined in as we could. I seemed to be having some difficulty harmonizing with the other instruments. I started rapping on by instrument to try and match the rhythms and patterns being played by the bulk of the group.

The whole scene was fairly relaxed and was not too intimidating. I was struggling to keep in tune and on key with the whole body. At one point, we all seemed to be sitting in a large circle playing together.

There was a later part of the dream where one of the women was commenting on what wasn't working. She was pointing out aspects of some of the players, like myself, who weren't helping keep the music flowing. We were playing in a manner that was not facilitating building harmony. I felt like I was being singled out as an example of what she was describing. What followed were long sessions of me trying to play along, but not being able to do so.

Despite the negative overtones of the dream, I awoke feeling energized. I arose and did a Qigong series and then set about the day. Laundry took up several hours of prime morning time. I managed to choose a washer that had some type of hiccup, and that stopped and waited for me to reset the cycle indicator when I thought it was doing the wash.

When I returned from laundry-land, the landlords invited me in for lunch. Simple, tasty meal of beans, rice, potato, plantain, tomato, pickles, cheese, guava and a date. Delicious and healthy. H kept things lively with some of his many stories.

She is getting ready for a three-week trip to Italy and Greece. He will be going to SA later in the year for a family reunion--he has a family of 8 brothers and 2 sisters. The reunion will be a big deal--dozens of people coming together.

Great sushi feast last night. Eleven of us attended and made a dent in the seafood population. Beer, sake, sashimi, sushi, plus specialty dishes galore. It was a celebration of RB being five years now cancer-free. It was his night to relax and celebrate as he heads for Europe for a couple of weeks. We ended up revisiting the Shasta climb--with all of its humor and adventure elements.

Started reading a set of short stories by David Means, The Secret Goldfish. Initial story was good, very good--about a man who was repetitively struck by lightning over the course of his life. Not a "happy ending" story, but an engaging tale anyway.

Gardeners have arrived in a maelstrom of whackers and weeders, mowers and blowers. The descent of the grass/weed killers riding their moto-mechanical beasts. Actually, they did their mow and blow rather speedily today. Blitzed the man-modified organic domain in record time. Given the way the rest of this day has been moving in slo-mo time, it's good to see somethings happen quickly.

Dance tonight--will be good to dance away some of the foods I've been consuming.

Flashed back on last night--RR was sitting with his back to a young guy who has something radically wrong with his legs or hips. By comparison, RR is more mobile in some ways--yet the young man looked more in charge of himself than RR. It's all relative. It's all in what life deals us and how we react, respond, reflect, and adapt. Attitude creates potential. Like my attitude before and during the dinner. Before going, I was experiencing doubt and unease. On the way, I acknowledged my attitude and made an adjustment--an intention of enjoyment. And, voila! The evening became enjoyable. A little change of thought.