I dreamt I was dreaming, and in that dream was the Dali Lama.
I awoke, in my dream, and met the Dali Lama.
I awoke, and wondered, can the Dali Lama be a woman?
I realized it does not matter.
I got out of bed and had a wonderful day.
This person I have known my entire life, and today we started our work together, and it was fantastic.
There had been a relationship I was having a difficult time letting go of and even though I had not written this down as something I wanted to deal with she found it and we went there.
After, as I drove north for an appointment I noticed I was smiling, traffic was not bothering me, and I felt at ease with how my relationship with the estranged person is.
I have homework to do before my next session and I look forward to it. I already find the process energizing and inspiring.
I feel lucky to have my cousin connecting in my life in this way.
3,000,000,000 people on this planet live on less than $2.50 a day.
Poverty in the US is estimated at 35,728,441, over thirty five million, 35 MILLION.
Millions, billions, of people living in poverty, and all I hear about is complaints and fear about losing.
Billions, millions, of people have nothing to lose.
When did people start working at jobs they hate so much that they have the need to want to make money from money so they can retire and leave the job they’ve been working at for so long, and apparently don’t like doing?
The economy needs to change; it has for a long time.
I fear the bail-outs of major corporations, banks and lending institutions around the world will not lead us to the change needed, and this is truly a shame, maybe even criminal. I hope there will not be those who end up making millions, or billions from this.
I am grateful for all I have and it is a lot, and if for some reason I loose all material processions, it will not be the end of the world. I know I can and will survive.