Running, Flying, Hopping, Jumping

A strange but good day, where I go back and forth between spending time "wisely" and "wasting" it, but doing both with gusto and ending up fairly satisfied, if not ecstatic.

Yes, I want to be ecstatic, though, is the problem.

I've been waking up very, very tired and needing to sleep in. That means 7. It's been going tolerably well, but it would still be nice to get a head start on things in the morning. Maybe I just need the sleep, is all. Sleep is not a bad thing.

I've been having very vivid dreams during these hours (4 - 7). This morning I dreamed I went on a tour to Chavin de Huantar, one of the ancient sites in Peru I wanted to visit but didn't get to last summer. Except, instead of being a gray ruin on a grassy hill, it was a big, stone institutional building, kind of like a mall or convention center. My companions and I entered and found long tunnels making weird gurgling sounds (something that vaguely resembles the actual site, which was meant to invoke terror at the power of some ancient god), but soon the place was lit and filled with people. Somewhat disappointing.

Myself, a young woman and a young man went outside, to get away from the crowd. A thickly planted garden path led to a river. The two others jumped in, but I stayed out, not wanting to get my pants wet.

Once again, I hold myself back from communion... :(

Then we try to rejoin our "tour group," realizing we have broken some rules (they more than I), but knowing we can emerge from a session of scolding and reprimands whole and unscathed.

(As always, there's a lot more to it, but it would take to long to go over every detail .)

This dream led into this busy day, where I engaged in physical activities (meditation, yoga, cleaning, cooking, lifting weights) for almost 2 hours before sitting at the computer, doing good solid work, applying to several interesting jobs.

I spent a large amount of time playing a computer game today. Here's where I can see I can do better with myself, but it's okay. I did a fair amount of work. I can continue to do more and more until it all begins to click and the accomplishments begin to pile up. Or something like that.

And now, I must go back to bed. The day is too short.

Dream well, all.