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I don’t do resolutions, but I do actually have a couple of things I am interested in lately. Dreams, for one. I chatted a bit this morning with Boodi — she has lucid dreams and used to keep a journal, etc. Much as I did, she consciously switched off the “remember your dreams” option in her brain after a while. I just decided to turn them back on, after doing some reading about dream yoga. They came right back, as soon as the suggestion was made. Interesting.

I have binders full of dreams from three years running. Multiple dreams per night. It was getting exhausting, writing them all down, waking up a few times a night. The most useful result was a much deeper understanding of the nexus where perception, language and so-called reality meet. When you write down enough dreams, you start to see that you are grasping at the most nebulous perceptions and making them “real” by language. Much is lost in the translation. The ineffable, I guess.

Okay, the other thing I’m liking lately is cooking. This morning, I made cinnamon rolls. The Cop was VERY happy. The KitchenAid makes some great dough. I made a double batch and froze half, so next time it won’t take quite so long to make the rolls.

The dog was my kitchen helper. I love when she just stands there and looks into the oven.

Hey, how do you keep left over baked goods fresh? Tova? Is there some kind of special method? Tupperware? Bread box? I have no idea what the current technology is…

The cinnamon rolls aren’t the end of our cooking for the day, either. The Cop is going to make his famous lasagna. Two pans — one with meat (for him) and one without (for me). I volunteered to make fresh pasta for the lasagna. Oh, I can’t wait!!

My Gift emailed from Wales. I’d asked if New Year’s Eve was different over there, and made a joke about jousting and mead:

Last night was pretty much like New Year’s Eve in the states. No jousting and no one gave me any mead. Although I did finally meet someone that speaks Welsh. It’s a very bizarre language. I also met a guy who found out I’m American and proceeded to ask me to quote Will and Grace in an American accent. And then he asked if I live near Cher.

First practice of 2008 was nice. I grabbed a couple of videos — to document the current state of the backbend. So I can refer back this time next year. I am using a screenshot from the video — in part because the soundtrack for the video is The Cop’s game. The Middle Ages, with lots of swordfighting and yelling. I had in my ear plugs, so couldn’t hear it and didn’t remember to turn down the sound on the video. Oh well. This’ll do. Still need to get my arms straighter, but slowly, slowly, I’m getting there:

And on a whim I did the little exercise again the wall — which The Cop, upon trying it, named the “Jesus, my JUNK!” pose.

Tomorrow, Tim (A2Ashtangi) and Susan (suzie columbus) are due to visit the new (yes, again!) shala. I will post something about the new space in a little bit. Everything is still all settling in.

Happy New Year!