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Dream-a-rama last night. One dream involved a house that was located on a hill, but where the land around the place was like a desert--no dirt, just lots of sand. A woman lived in the house with two young children. I was there in the area with another woman. We were working with water sources that were represented by hoses that were stuck into the sands all around the house and surrounding land. We could pull up a hose and push it back into the sand. When we did move the hoses, the water flows near the house would change. The bottom line was that we could see that all of the water sources were connected, and that the entire network beneath the house was dangerously interlaced.

A second dream had me and the woman who helped me move the hoses in the first dream taking a tour of an art repository. The place was dark and dingy, filled with hundreds of old pieces of art, art supplies, pieces of stone, metals and much more. There was an abundance of everything, but it was all in disarray. I'm not sure why we were taking the tour. There was a shadow-like figure that went with us as we went through the repository.

The third dream was a replay of the final movements of the Power Healing session that took place last night. I was gathering my shoes, water bottle, and so forth. Everything started happening in slow motion. I felt myself slow down and seem to take forever to do the simplest action. The feeling was also like that at the end of my chiropractor session yesterday. It seemed like it took me forever to gather my belongings and leave the office.
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Dance class was good. Learned a new cha-cha type dance. Smooth, flowing dance. Before going to class, I was heavy and could have easily skipped out. But did not and glad I did not do so. Movement is energy; energy is movement. Really a truth for me.

Spanish class was also a good experience earlier today. I'm not as quick as the others (who are mostly repeating students), but I find I can read fairly well.

Had an odd encounter today as I was heading to Spanish class. I had stopped by a place that sells MegaMillion tickets (I think it's up to $90MM). An older Spanish woman was in line and she asked me if I spoke Spanish. I said "No, estoy aprendiendo espanol poco y poco." "Bueno," she replied. I think I said "No, I am learning Spanish little by little." Si! My first exchange en espanol.

Got a message from P tonight while I was at dance class. He thanked me profusely for the Get Well card. He was counting the number of signatures compared to the card he got from the QS dance club. Half empty or half full? Easy to be sidetracked by statistics.

Getting punchy. Time to head into the dream worlds--after I do my PH regimen. Adios.