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Dreamed last night of working on the design and creation of a toy. The dream was incredibly detailed and in the dream I completed a prototype of the toy, tested it, and clarified all of the play modes.

The toy was a touch-sensitive set of beads that were arranged on a bracelet. There were 5 to 7 beads, each bead a color of the rainbow. When a bead was touched on its upper surface, it lighted from within and the color was announced. This was the "tell me" mode. In an "ask me" mode, the bracelet would announce a color and wait for the child to touch the correct bead. If there was a long delay, the target bead would flash as a hint. If the incorrect bead was touched, a "boink" message would play and then the target bead would flash.

There were several other play states for the toy. There was also the possibility of the beads being imprinted with letters, numbers or symbols, with these imprinted items being included in the play states.

The details of the dream were quite vivid. I recall showing the prototype to others and getting feedback that the concept was a good one.
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Had a good session with G today. We did some gestalt work that lifted some metaphorical baggage off my shoulders. I've been light and floating ever since the session. I've been feeling healthy and whole, positive and up since the session. I am not my thoughts--that was the gist of what was demonstrated (unearthed, excavated, drawn forth, experienced).

Some healing took place and some restoration of balance between my thoughts and how I've been holding those thoughts--actually a restoration of trust in my self that had been lost in the clutter of my own aimlessness. I don't have the right words to express what was brought to the surface--all I can say is that everything is lighter and filled with possibility. It's been a long time since I've felt this way, felt this surge of energy, clarity, and hope. I thank the universe for this respite, for this breakthrough, for this blessing.

It's like a fissure has been sealed from which my life force had been spewing forth. Like it has closed and healed, sealed and been patched up--like a leak in a balloon can be staunched with a piece of tape.

Had dinner with L. More of the feast from the weekend, reheated and rich with the flavors of having been marinating for a day. Watched some news specials on the New Orleans debacle. Over a week now and things are barely getting handled. The diaspora will have untold effects on places and people's lives for years to come.

Beginning to prepare for my trip next week. Expect week to go by quickly and then I'll be on a plane headed "home." Leaving on a jet plane, no way to come back home again. Just a thought, but I am not that thought. Life living me. A ray of hope among the brilliance of the universe. Thank you, thank you, thank you.