So many dreams gone unrecorded of late but here is a snippet from last night. I am walking with Owen along a trail. There is an incredible animal up ahead, positively beautiful like a cross between a child, panda and bird. We stare in awe for sometime and then a woman loudly proclaims "Oh that's just a ____________bird (can't recall the name), and the spell is broken. Owen and I walk on and I tell him, "That's the power of words Owen, they can steal the magic and the power of the thing they describe unless the person who is giving you the word understands the nature of the thing and imbues the word with magic, with respect, with awe". We see a Mountain Goat lying in the shade of a great rock (reminding me of Bodhi) and stare in wonder. I wake up
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I am in this odd trailer house. I think it is a pensione of some sort, but every traveler and occupant has left a few bags or piles of stuff and the small rooms are brimming with it. I have to use the restroom. I find one near the back of the house and begin to groan slightly with the effort. Just then I hear a toilet flush immediately to my right, just beyond a thin separating wall. I feel mortified. A man walks out, having to pass through my bathroom to exit. He is short of stature, smooth skinned and radiating a good nature. He smiles broadly at me from my throne of humiliation, says something in a joking tone, steps to me and places his lips on my third eye (just between the brows) and blows a kiss into my skin. I feel a strange sensation. Like my third eye is opening, filling with energy, so much energy in fact, that it is almost uncomfortable. It becomes filled with light and pulsing with energy. We both comment on the strangeness of the experience. We are now forehe