Mulling over the dream from the other night, it occurs to me that the
part involving poison could well have a deeper meaning.  The fact that
the details are still very clear a couple of days later has always been
an indication that there is an important message I’m supposed to derive,
so I really need to keep working this out until I understand what I’m
supposed to understand!

Poison can really have a number
of meanings.  It could be that something or someone in my life is toxic
to me.  It could be that something I, myself, am doing is poisoning my
efforts or a relationship.  It could be that something toxic is coming
into my life and I need to take steps to dilute or nullify its effect. 

At
this point, I’m at a loss even as to whether it is a warning of
something to come or an alert to something which is already present. 
Without knowing at least whether it’s here or on the way, it is
difficult to determine what action should be taken.

I
suppose I should also be disturbed by the fact that my subconscious sees
no difference between weed killer and anxiety medication, but frankly, I
can’t honestly say I disagree! 

Life seems to be
chugging along quite peacefully at the moment, so until I receive a more
definitive answer, I will remain alert but unworried.

The
vanity which was lost in space for a couple of weeks is now safely
stowed in my spare bedroom pending installation which I may even attempt
myself!  I got about halfway through an online traffic school, taken as
a result of a ticket I received a couple of months ago.  I realized
this week that the due date for completion of the course was drawing
near and I needed to make sure the course was completed and the final
test passed before this weekend drew to a close.  The stuff is boring as
all get out, but as I managed to get halfway through today, I see no
reason I can’t finish it tomorrow after going to the gym and getting
groceries.

Of course, being Saturday night, I had to
take a break from it all to join my friends for a night of dancing.  One
of the guys wore his girlfriend out with a 15 mile hike today, so I got
an extra workout tonight as he was available to two-step, and gives me
an amazing workout!!!  Good thing, too, because Heather is gearing up
for the county fair again, and brought both lemon tarts in a shortbread
crust and what we have all deemed a chocolate cake that was better than
sex (even the married women agreed!).  She filled it with a whipped
cream/Nutella mixture and topped it with fudge.  The cake itself was
incredibly light and a single bite was total bliss!!  I went through the
better part of a pitcher of water and sweated like a farm worker on a
summer day in Fresno! 

But it was all good, and everyone is more than happy to be Heather’s
guinea pigs as she experiments with her entries for the fair.  (not that
she ever lacks for people willing to participate in the before fair
test process!)  We also have a friend who has access to an abundance of
fruit trees, and is happy to provide lemons for the tarts, and a
willingness to be one of the aforementioned guinea pigs!

As
is probably abundantly obvious, I’m still experimenting with inserting
images into my posts.  Sometimes, the images behave themselves and go
where I want them to, allowing me to type where I want to, and other
times, I have to throw up my hands saying “fine!  If that’s where you want to float, who am I, a mere human, to argue?”    But
I am learning a few things, like saving the image and editing it in my
picture editor before inserting it into my post.  One of these days, I
may even be as proficient as some of the bloggers who insert pictures in
their blogs every day!  But for now, I hope my readers will bear with
my fumbling attempts to jazz up my blog with a little graphicality. 

Tonight’s gratitudes are;
1. I am grateful for the extra dancing I got tonight to make up for my sugar consumption,
2. I am grateful for the opportunity to hang with friends who love dancing as much as I do.
3. I am grateful for a day filled with accomplishments, joy and healthy activities.
4.
I am grateful to be part of a group of people, the youngest of whom are
in their 40’s and the oldest, in their 80’s, who can still dance
several nights a week, for 3 or 4 hours a night.
5. I am grateful for my health, my endurance, and my ever increasing stamina!

Love and light.

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