June 4, 2009, I dreamed:

i was traveling east, or so i thought, going well until i hit a devastated area of water with tankers & cars and just a huge mess and the road was blocked and i cried and cried at the devastation and the blockage. the immensity to clean it up.

June 8, 2009, I dreamed:

dream last night of the pulsing oxygen zone in alabama, sited on a map, zoom down to train animation drawing a line around area, then down to narrator on a horse in the water which is filled with hippos and not scary hippos either. lovely gorgeous & windy, cool.

June 10, 2009, I met a woman:

she comes over and somehow starts talking crystals and altars and woo woo and i’m entranced. she talks about her group that goes down to gulf shores every year, i ask where this is: ALABAMA (god damn it! wow!) it’s apparently a vortex there and this woo woo group meets there every year for a week to share their stuff. and just earlier that day i had decided i would go on a retreat like that. and there it is!! thank you sweet universe.