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Very different dream last night. I was in a primitive village. I had found my way to the village and was sleeping in a room in a dilapidated building. I awoke in the middle of the night concerned that I might be harmed or robbed, but noted that I was carrying weapons. The people who saw me arrive would know what I had been carrying and would tell others to stay clear of me.

I awoke in the dream to a sandy desert scene. There were several propped together buildings and people sleeping everywhere in tents. I walked to a place that looked like a store. The entrance was blocked up, but it was easy to get around the barrier. In fact, there were several people already inside helping themselves to items. One rather large man was stealing scarves from a display stand and wrapping them around his head and shoulders. Some kids were doing the same thing. I figured that I would just tell the owners what had been taking place when they surfaced.

It was hot and dusty. Gritty sand blew everywhere and got inside clothing and underneath hats and caps. It was a god forsaken place with lots of really poor people. In one part of the dream, I was roller skating down a fairly smooth roadway with my weapons at the ready. I was moving really fast and came up on a guard station before I knew it was there. The guards wheeled around in my direction, but I managed to careen off the roadway and into the brush. Nothing happened between the guards and me. They just went back to talking as I turned around and skated back to the village.
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Went to Power Healing class tonight. There was a guest--an East Indian man who had left home when he was 12 and had lived in the wilds for most of his life. He spent nine years in silence and many other years living close to the land and animals. Somehow, he had been injured and was bedridden and told he would never walk. Well, he walked into the class! He had been cured when he turned inward while immobile and focused on what/who he was at the core of his being. He didn't attempt to heal himself, he just pursued the question of who/what he was that happened to be in a frozen body. He was inspiring and encouraged everyone to go inward, in whatever way works for us individually, and seek the truth of our being. He encouraged us/me to accept ourselves/myself as we are--and then go from there.

His words coincide with an interview with a man on NPR who had written a book called Sudden Awakening (I think that's the title). Basically, the same story--look inside and not outside, and accept what you see, who you are--let joy bubble forth from that encounter with the self.

I'm charting what happens as I take the medication. I rank each 8-hour period on a scale of 0 to 10 (0 = no effect on tremors; 10 = tremors stopped) along with anything that happened during each period (food intake, unusual events, etc.). So far have been about a 3 on my scale (some remission but still some shaking) with food intake seeming to be critical where my symptoms fall. Earlier tonight (from 3pm dose), I had a period where my face flushed and I felt uncomfortably warm--like you would get from a niacin overdose. Hmmm. Effect subsided after eating dinner and going to PH class.

Well, it's about time to "look inside" and see what's there for me... Raindrop in a storm.