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Dreams | were lost | left in the multi-dimensional space of dreamland | hidden in the dark matter |

Started the clearing process. Some progress, even if it's only cleaning up the piles of debris. Also went online and started making everything electronic (paperless). Set up bank account, IRA, annuity, charge card and a few other accounts as e-accounts. Since I'll be away from my home base, I need the capability of going online and handling things. Makes sense even if I were at home base, but now I have a reason for the season.

Been bubbling all day on and off in the joy and body sensation arenas. Feel like my system is hiccoughing along, sputtering with optimism, and clunking with darkness. Yesterday was not a fun day until L and I went to get a cup of tea and a pastry. Came back calm and settled after a whole day of seeming tension and movement. Slept well and deeply. Awoke feeling good.

Starting to slow down some after eating a light lunch. Have a restorative yoga class this afternoon that I'm looking forward to doing.

Finished the book on physics and string theory. Interesting book, written for the lay person, but complex enough to keep the non-math types churning along. It's an up to date snapshot of where physics has been and seems to be headed. M-Theory, D-branes, manifolds, strings, multi-dimensions, and more. He talks about a tesseract, a 3-D shadow of a 4-D cube. Takes me back to my first college physics class where the instructor started off the course with that object. I could have easily been a theoretical physicist, but for the quirks of life. I had the math and science skills--they just got directed in other ways. Dreams of what might have been.

And then there's the SciFi stories. Read one last night that dealt with a stranded alien and a senior citizen, who was not quite all there. Touching, moving story. And then there was the statement by one of the authors that now that she had all the time in the world (kids are grown) to write. All the time in the world! What a feast!

So clock time ticks and seconds pass--suns decay and turn to gas--black holes dance and matter shrieks--turns in orbit without squeaks...
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Went to the restorative yoga class and it was wonderful. I just need to keep on doing Qigong, yoga, meditation, and things like that non-stop. Just need to change my lifestyle, change my life.

Spoke with P for a bit. She quoted an epitaph from a minister who has cancer that refers to the "themes that moved my life." What a resonating phrase! What are the themes that have moved my life? Anyone's life? How comforting it would be to know them as we move along. BA pointed out some of the themes that showed up in this blog in my dream entries. He copied and pasted a list of those dream elements and emailed them to me.

Were they the themes that moved my life? They certainly are some of the themes that have moved his life. For me, they are but recent dreams. Somehow I sense that all of my themes have been but dreams. Maybe so. And if so, that's still a place to start.

In yoga class tonight, the theme was faith and surrender--letting whatever is be what it is. Bow down before the universe, the One, and let things be what they are, what they were meant to be. See everything as being perfect just as it is, without embellishment, excuses, judgment, or consideration. I will dance that dance. I will sing that song.

And drink my Sleepytime tea as I head for the bed. Dreams on the full moon, rising!