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Dream machine got fogged again last night. Remember dreaming, but don't recall the content. Was really energized and tired when I went to bed. Did a restorative yoga class in the afternoon and then hit the dance class later in the evening. Was exhilarating and exhaustive.

Plus it was the final dance class for the year in that venue. Made for lots of review as well as learning two new dances. Ended up reading more of the PDRecovery handbook before going to bed. Another reason dreams were foggy--the brain getting saturated.

Turkey day tomorrow. Will be heading for a vege feast with the Ananda crowd. Won't try and do more than that. My rebellious Qi in the stomach channel symptoms continue. They were a little more present today, but I was also feeling a bit down, which seems to make things more reactive.

Been trying to practice being grateful--grateful for each moment, each instance of joy and opportunity. Not always possible of course. Was difficult at the laundromat, but easier at the chiropractor's office. Also, more difficult with chainsaws buzzing this morning, versus sitting here now in the warmth and stillness. But the path requires an unflagging gratitude for all that is--I must learn how to walk that path.

Meanwhile, it's time to forage for food. I've been envisioning me getting into a new place. One that not only has a kitchen, but that is such that it will support me on my journey, wherever it may take me. I keep seeing myself living a quiet, contemplative lifestyle--with yoga, Qigong, treatments, dance, exercise, and writing forming the core of who I am. I don't see another picture that makes more sense. I feel like I will be in such a place around the New Year.

Spoke with D and she's sending me some of her contacts for acupuncture and Asian Medicine. Gratitude. I am grateful.