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dreams

so last night i had this totally weird dream where i was making out with mick jagger. i think it’s because before i went to bed i was watching “top 10 rock star bad boys” or something like that on VH1 and he was on there.

in the dream we’re somewhere that feels/looks a lot like Lake Tahoe, and jay and i are laying in a bed in some sunny room – just lounging, wrapped up in blankets. it’s kind of a crappy room – mattress on the floor type deal – and through the door walks mick jagger – he’s not wearing a shirt and has on his normal hiphugger tight pants — and he’s all poutyfaced and sad looking. “what’s wrong mick?” i say, and he just crrrawwwwls into the bed and puts his shaggy head on my chest. jay doesn’t say anything but then gets up and leaves. not in a mad way — he just leaves.

now in my dream mick isn’t all hot and sexy. he’s like a little sad boy – he’s smaller than i am – bony and light and small, and he’s very sad and not talking or making any noise or anything – just laying next to me breathing in that sad, heavy way. and i’m enjoying having him next to me – i can smell him – and i’m trying to make him feel better without having any conversation with him — just sending him good warm energy from my mind and body — and then we kind of start making out …. but not much — i won’t get into the details here — but after a short while we suddently both get up and go outside to the lake and start to play in the water, which makes mick happy. then suddenly mick’s gone and someone else takes his place, and the dream takes a different turn.

i think dreams are very interesting. i love how dreams are so much more about what you are feeling – and not what you are really thinking or seeing. sometimes i wake up from a dream and only remember the intense emotion – i don’t remember what actually happened or who was in it. i think i have very vivid dreams. some people tell me they don’t have these kinds of dreams that they remember and cherish – i feel bad for those people. they are missing out.

It is hard to find
A man who has desire
For what he has not tasted,
Or who tastes the world
And is untouched.

Here in the world
Some crave pleasure,
Some seek freedom
But it is hard to find
A man who wants neither.

He is a great soul.

It is hard to find
A man who has an open mind,
Who neither seeks nor shuns
Wealth or pleasure,
Duty or liberation,
Life or death. . .

He does not want the world to end.
He does not mind if it lasts.
Whatever befalls him,
He lives in happiness.
For he is truly blessed.
-Ashtavakra Gita 17:4-7

From “The Heart of Awareness: A Translation of the Ashtavakra Gita,” by Thomas Byrom, 1990. Reprinted by arrangement with Shambhala Publications, Inc., Boston. www.shambhala.com

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