These twelve people who graduated meet once a week to discuss what is personally going on for them, so I am known, and was consoled on the death of Mandu and asked about my health. I am very touched. Jan thanked Jeff in her speech saying she could not have made it through medical school and residency without his help. Tears came to my eyes, then, and now, as I type this.
I felt serene. All felt easy. We sat with some of Jan's friends, and enjoyed a good time. I will see them next at the wedding. Jan's father asked one of her friends if she thought Jan would let him come to the wedding. Of course! We would all be delighted. So, I let go of my ego part in this, and all is circling around to enlarge peace in our hearts.
I have much to do today. My desk is piled up. I have put so much off, and I am tired today, despite much sleep, and I am hoping to dig in.
I had a dream where Mandu was here, not as he was, but, he said, he could come back one more time so we could touch him, so I held him in my dreams.
I also dreamed a young girl annointed my Third Eye. She said the Dalai Lama had annointed her, and now, she would pass it on to me. I have had dreams of the Dalai Lama before, and I loved how this one included a little girl. I feel I have come through a rough week intact. I give thanks for that.
I also realize now that Trentadue Winery is in Geyserville, right next to Isis Oasis, where I attended a Rosen Intensive. It is where I learned I could paint, and perhaps, a little bit more. I am living in circles, the Asian Way. That straight line is turning and turning. I am grateful for the embrace.