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.