Orchestrating

I asked, “How do I let go?” I dreamt that Ali and I were walking across a big (?) dirt and gravel lot / field between businesses that I didn’t see but knew were there. There were some chain link fences separating some (of the) areas. In one area that we were about to walk through, two homeless looking guys were there. The guy on the left was standing, facing us. He was skinny with grey dreadlocks about shoulder length or several inches below. He only had his left arm which he was waving around, as if orchestrating. He was … Continue reading Orchestrating