I’m in a weekend class, it has been going on for a while, like I’ve been doing it for years and I know everyone in the class. We’re there to ascent a mountain, but actually to learn to perceive the energies of the mountain as we ascend. The class is over for the day, but we’re staying on the mountain to continue the next day. There’s a large, but transportable, cabin, almost like a tent, that’s suspended on the mountain. Some people go back to their places, but when I look down, I see a long journey for me, reminding me of communting from Seattle to Vashon Island, so I decide to stay. Everyone stays up later or leaves and I go to bed.
I’m watching a movie with 12 or so other people. It’s a movie and we’re supposed to observe the secret meaning behind it, I already understand it but still enjoy it. There’s not enough chairs and an old lady just sits in my lap.
I’m in a nexus point, people are coming and going. I’m talking to a bookstore clerk I know, she asks why I have $100 just out in the open in a transparent pocket of my backpack. I say its just $1 and was told to observe how it feels to hold and use. She talks about my aunt and how she sold a boat house and how she’ll be rolling in money. My aunts grandchild comes from entrance into the nexus plaza, he’s next to a baby with a hearing aid. I see it press on the hearing aid to make the baby cry, then pretend he didn’t do it. I call him over and talk to him about it. He called it a ‘blessing’ so I started to explain what that actually meant and how to pray for blessing and then my family starts appearing and I awake.