ust got back home from the penultimate Suluk session. It was very difficult to sit there attempting to absorb more teachings when I want to be practically assimilating some of what we've covered. Everything about winter on the East Coast weighed down upon me - immobility and a caustic cocktail of mud, snow, ice, and rain sapped my energy even over the few short days.

And then I'm home and it's hot outside and the flowers are bustin' out all over the backyard, and M. has hidden little presents all over the house and my white white legs saw sunlight for what felt like the first time in years. California really is a fantastical paradise sometimes, a garden underneath which rivers flow....

I had a very hefty dream the first night I was at Suluk though, with birthing my own legs and dreams within dreams and ashes and shrines to multiple Shiite heroes. I'd like to get a sheikh to interpret it but I don't really know any I can ask.

And also a small inspiration for something new to start doing here. I don't want to say too much about it because many times these inspirations on retreat don't bear fruit, but hopefully there will be more to come later.