moari dance

i am at the mall. i shoplift a miniskirt, but i accidentally leave my jacket behind. i think oh, well, that is a fair trade, but when i go downstairs there is my jacket, someone left it there for me. a group of maori men are singing and doing a dance. an older man of the tribe is talking with me. i am thinking of dating him, but wonder how they treat their women. later we are in the movie sixteen candles, but there is a 1950's pageant with dancing and singing. we are judging the dancers i think.one woman sings and dances to elvis, all shook up and keeps forgetting the lyrics. i say "i've done that." we are looking at the variety of different shoes. one woman has heels of two very different heights. then there is a football game with a movie playing on a large screen behind it. i note that every one in the live audience is cheering as a goal is scored which seems to be synchronous with some important action in the movie...strange. brad is there, telling me how he used to be into football, but not anymore.

Sailing..

sailing with b, we are washing the sail in the sea. we are on the dock and she slowly lowers me into the water. i am surprised that the water is warm, clear blue and I say "this is the ocean!? in Oregon?" I am also surprised that my head does not go under. she notices the boat is rapidly drifting away from the dock and asks me to swim after it! we swim as fast as we can, it is really in a current. but we seem to catch it and get it back to dock somehow. later there is a party, which is awkward because i seem to have invited too many, and some odd guests. brad is there, and z's father (whom i do not get along with) patti d., and also i think will and dingo (who do not get along well either)  we are playing an interesting game which requires holding up an odd object and repeating strange words, nonsensical sounds or some action such as a secret handshake. you must remember the action that goes with each object as we pass them around. the game is actually a hoot and really breaks the ice. i mention that it is saturday, and we should party down because i will have to go home on sunday.

family by the river

day with the family by the river. layla, kim, liz, my dad, and others are there. the river is fast with rapids, and people are getting sucked into whirlpools, but everyone seems to come out ok, and i am saying " i have two boats. let's  do this again, and next time i will bring them."  we are making plans and loading up gear, deciding who will ride in which car, some one drives off with my car and i am pissed. they keep revving the engine and i am angry that they are wasting my gas.  when we catch up with them, we see it is my dad, and he has taken my car apart and is making it into a sedan. now i am very pissed, but he says " i am just showing you your options, besides i might want to buy this car.", " it is not for sale! put it back how it was!" i wake up.

walking shamans path

received shakti pat again in a vision, this time from a female figure (rio, regina?)" at a distance, but in the same manner.  driving home, i see ray skateboarding near the corner of 42nd and prescott. i squeal my brakes recklessly to a stop to ask him," am i one of those crazy drivers you are talking  about? just razzing him. i didn't know you lived in the neighborhood? he invites me over. i show him my bicycle and we compare. he wants to do a little work on mine, but doesn't have the right tool.  i meet his wife, who is telling me all about her art project, which involves hundreds of pieces of tissue and joss paper which are spread all over their basement. she is trying to get me to work on it with her, but i make excuses and sneak off to find the bathroom, only to find the toilet is clogged with $#!+, also in a bucket under the sink oozing from pipes, and in the sink. ray is embarrassed, and says they are having some work done on the plumbing. i decide to help his wife after all, (she looks a bit like jennifer) i ask her if she is showing her work, she says no. i suggest some places. i try her technique and it comes out pretty cool. i suggest making an art book, or using all the pages to wallpaper a small room. i meet the kids, there are 3 or 4. two beautiful young native american looking boys approach me. i ask if they know eric, they remind me of him. they say no. i seem to become one of them.  (i have been shape shifting a bit lately.) an older boy comes and wants to fight. we take on glowing fire forms to do battle. afterward, i am trying to hide in the trees to meet with my young friend. we hide under bleachers, but a young girl finds us. i fall in love with her and must protect her.  we are going deeper into the woods to hide. i ask my father, ray, for a blanket. there are a few to choose from, we select one that is large enough, hanging on a chair. my father says ok, that one is clean. we walk into the trees, seeking cover. our path is strewn with rainbows. we find the hot springs and want to go in, but my dogs have muddied the waters with their play i say that is ok, it is natural. we enter the waters, still in hiding. there are othe people there, but not the ones who are trying to fight us. wake up.

pandemonium revisted

living in my trailer with a baby z. it rolls down a hill and around a corner and smashes into the pandemonium bus. we are creating  cirkus encampment, but the authorities are there harassing people.  i am making art to decorate the trailer out of objects levi is throwing away as he dismantles the bus.

shirley temple.

dreamed i was shirley temple at the grocery store?