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I had a set of active dreams last night. There was a dream inside a building, a dream about being in a park, a dream about being on the edge of a cliff, and one about being in a crowded city. In all of the dreams, I was looking for something or someone. The dream scenes just kept shifting one into the other, but the search theme was the same for all.

I can hardly tell that I had intrusive dental work yesterday. I rinsed last night with warm salt water--tonight I'll brush those newly worked areas very gently. I spent most of today resting and eating. My daughter's and partner's day of joy has been completed--they returned late last night after their excursions. All vehicles are now parked in the driveway--we are all starting to mentally prepare for the upcoming feasting days.  She is wearing a bright engagement ring. All's well in the world!

I'm treading water as we go through the holidaze period. I would rather be dancing, but the classes have been curtailed in homage to the season.The only good news is that I don't have any medical appointments until next year--they begin again in January. But so does the dancing!

I've been here in Fair Oaks for just over a year now. For some reason, it seems like a much greater time than that--but it's just the 10 or so years of dealing with PD that pushes my time sense around. My dreams last night reflect the fact that I am looking for someone or something to hold onto--to help me bridge the coming years and challenges. Who or what the may be I can't see clearly, but I know that I am searching--perhaps unconsciously, but searching just the same. May the holidaze season bring some clarity--that would be a gift to myself.