2015.07.09 13:00 - Dream Session: Illumination

The Guardian for this meeting was Mickorod Renard, with Eliza posting...

Bruce Mowbray: Hello, Zon and Qt.
Zon Kwan: heya
Bruce Mowbray: Hello, Eliza.
Qt Core: Hi Eliza, Zon, Bruce
Eliza Madrigal: aloha everyone :))
Qt Core: Hi Mick
Zon Kwan: Eliza :)
Bruce Mowbray: Heya, Mick.
Zon Kwan: Mick
Mickorod Renard: hiya folks
Mickorod Renard: :)
Eliza Madrigal: good to see everyone
Mickorod Renard: yes, lovely to be here
Bruce Mowbray: Thank you, good to see you too. I hope you're feeling better now.
Eliza Madrigal: feeling so so so so much better
Mickorod Renard: fantastic
Bruce Mowbray: Earaches are rough to deal with.
Eliza Madrigal: thank you, and sorry for being a flake last week :)
Agatha Macbeth: Evening all
Zon Kwan: hi Agatha
Mickorod Renard: yup ags
Eliza Madrigal: well it was so complicated... tooth then ear and dual infection
Bruce Mowbray: Hey, aggers.
Eliza Madrigal: nightmare basically :)
Agatha Macbeth: You were a flake?
Eliza Madrigal: yup
Qt Core: Hi Agatha
Mickorod Renard: :)
Eliza Madrigal: flaky Eliza
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Eliza Madrigal: I did read Mick's dream though and the session
Mickorod Renard: :)
Eliza Madrigal: it really became lucid and vivid at the end there
Bruce Mowbray nods.
Eliza Madrigal: beautiful feeling
Bruce Mowbray tries to remember....
Mickorod Renard: oh yes, the red earth
Eliza Madrigal: red
Bruce Mowbray: oh yes.
Eliza Madrigal: mhm
Bruce Mowbray: I remember now.

Mickorod Renard: its funny, all my dreams over the years that I have recalled have stayed as memories
Eliza Madrigal: my significant ones do too
Agatha Macbeth: With your dreams I'm not surprised :p
Eliza Madrigal: as real as anything else
Bruce Mowbray: They must have left an impression on your brain...
Eliza Madrigal grins @ Aggers
Mickorod Renard: thankfully there seems to be some definition for the mind to determine that they were dreams
Agatha Macbeth: Frogs and butterflies
Eliza Madrigal: some dreams have a lot of juice that gets fed to rl :)
Mickorod Renard: only just
Mickorod Renard: yes, sometimes my wife can tell if I have had a bad sort of dream
Mickorod Renard: it can effect ones mood
Eliza Madrigal: yes
Agatha Macbeth: When she gets kicked out of bed?
Mickorod Renard: he he
Eliza Madrigal: especially if it is intuitive...
Agatha Macbeth: 'Sorry Morg'
Mickorod Renard: now she is passing me my notebook
Eliza Madrigal: like once with my ex, I dreamed he was smoking... and he had been... and it upset me
Bruce Mowbray: I have a close friend who attacked his wife in bed in the middle of bad dreams....
Mickorod Renard: ouch
Agatha Macbeth: 0.0
Eliza Madrigal: he had been hiding it at home so it affected his moods
Bruce Mowbray: I think they have that under control now.
Agatha Macbeth: I thought your body didn't let you do that?
Eliza Madrigal nods Bruce... me too, awful
Eliza Madrigal: a good friend we camped with once
Eliza Madrigal: eek
Bruce Mowbray: he was completely unconscious of his attacks, however....
Mickorod Renard: I flew out of bed about 2 feet a few months ago, a muscle spasme in a dream to avoid some danger
Bruce Mowbray: his wife learned to see the symptoms before they matured into violence, and then she would wake him up, and he would be extremely apologetic.
Eliza Madrigal nods
Bruce Mowbray: WOW, Mick!
Agatha Macbeth: I often do that thing where I fall into the bed
Mickorod Renard: wow Bruce
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Mickorod Renard: re the chap with the problem
Mickorod Renard: sounds scary
Mickorod Renard: he he Ags
Bruce Mowbray: fortunately, they were able to resolve it.
Eliza Madrigal: the feeling that we might hurt others without knowing is unsettling...
Agatha Macbeth: I certainly wouldn't want to sleep with him
Mickorod Renard: thank goodness Bruce
Bruce Mowbray: neither would I!
Agatha Macbeth: I mean...er...
Agatha Macbeth: Hm
Eliza Madrigal: it isn't like one can choose to stop sleeping
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Mickorod Renard: I tried
Bruce Mowbray: really?
Mickorod Renard: then you halucinate
Eliza Madrigal nods
Mickorod Renard: sleep deprivation, very dangerous
Eliza Madrigal: but why would you try willingly?
Mickorod Renard: long story
Eliza Madrigal: ok :)
Agatha Macbeth: To not sleep perchance to not dream
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Mickorod Renard: and to make things worse, my gp put me on steriods for something else
Agatha Macbeth: Erk
Eliza Madrigal: agree.. erk
Bruce Mowbray: yikes.
Bruce Mowbray: Yikes!
Mickorod Renard: he he
Eliza Madrigal: so do we have dreams today? I do, if no one else does, nothing spectacular, but vivid
Agatha Macbeth: You were in the Olympics?
Eliza Madrigal giggles at Aggers
Mickorod Renard: I couldnt sleep with those
Agatha Macbeth: Not surprised
Eliza Madrigal: yes I was on some last week and it was awful

Bruce Mowbray listens for Eliza's dream.
Agatha Macbeth: Yay Liz dream!
Bruce Mowbray: !!

Eliza Madrigal: okay I'll give a notecard if no others...?
Mickorod Renard: yehhh
Agatha Macbeth: Make it steamy :p
Bruce Mowbray: ty
Mickorod Renard: grin
Eliza Madrigal: sorry...
Eliza Madrigal: not a Mick level dream
Agatha Macbeth: Can't let Mick have all the fun
Agatha Macbeth reads
Eliza Madrigal: but the most vivid I've had in a month
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Eliza Madrigal: everyone has it?
Bruce Mowbray: I have it. ty.
Mickorod Renard: cool, yes ty..reading
Qt Core: yes

--BELL--

Dream: July 4^th, 2015
This was a middle of the day nap dream.

Am in the driver’s seat of a large, older truck. It feels too large for me to be driving. Behind me I can see (rearview mirrors?) a street full of busy traffic, and in the background of that street, a subway-like train still and off its tracks, which are directly behind that. I’m reminded that vehicles and paths work together… that there are appropriate vehicles for appropriate paths. I begin to drive ahead but there is a small lake I need to park on the edge of. I’m not comfortable driving the truck and am risking falling into the lake with it, but still go forward. I manage to park on the edge.

A room is being built in a tree-covered, park-like space where I’ve parked. It is shadowy, and people are bringing in rows of chairs to the relatively white, bright room and setting up for an event. I sit somewhere in the middle next to a few women talking. They tell me that they liked my writing and are looking forward to hearing me speak about it. But I haven’t brought anything and am not sure what they are talking about. While I’m searching my mind they begin to draw and write on a standing pad, in gold. They are orthodox nuns, but I’m not sure if they tell me this or I just understand it as they are drawing. I feel at home with them, but am becoming more and more aware that the room being built is blocking the way to the parked truck and that I should go before they call me to speak.

I am thinking more and more about how to get out without disrupting the event entirely, preoccupied with the truck. I excuse myself and walk around a back way that is covered in pine needles and leaves, where a shortish, pleasant, light-haired man with floppyish hair is carrying things toward the bright room. The area is shadowy and has boggy spots. He notices I’m wearing just one shoe… that the other one is in the shadows and I’m trying to blindly aim to land on it without falling into mud or puddle on the way to the truck. He’s amused and stops to watch but doesn’t try to help. I’m amused that he doesn’t try to help. We’re both amused by the predicament. I really like him. I wake.

Agatha Macbeth: Well
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Never knew you drove trucks
Eliza Madrigal: not if I can help it :) the vehicle I have now is too big, so it may be straight forward
Mickorod Renard: nice dream Eliza
Mickorod Renard: i couldnt help taking my time to absorb it
Eliza Madrigal: I've been trying to make a change of vehicle for two years but savings keep getting taken by other things (jst as rl background)
Eliza Madrigal: nice feeling to the dream, Mick?
Mickorod Renard: for sure
Agatha Macbeth: Could get a bike
Mickorod Renard: funny, a dream I have involved at one point not having shoes on
Agatha Macbeth: Sounds like Yaku
Mickorod Renard: I wonder if that is significant
Eliza Madrigal: shoes dreams are sort of common for me - wonder what they're about

Bruce Mowbray: Were you able to read anything that the nuns wrote?
Mickorod Renard: mmm.some sort of obstacle I would think
Agatha Macbeth: Wonder if Imelda marcos had them too?
Eliza Madrigal: they were making pictures but I couldn't see or remember the words
Eliza Madrigal: it was a mixture of both lines and pictures
Bruce Mowbray: And do you feel it significant that the writing was in gold?
Agatha Macbeth: Artistic nuns eh
Eliza Madrigal: yes that felt very bright
Bruce Mowbray: hmmm.
Eliza Madrigal: and like, hm during the dream I noted it strongly
Eliza Madrigal: I stopped and thought to remember the gold
Bruce Mowbray: who was building the room?
Agatha Macbeth: Maybe it was one of those illuminated manuscripts
Eliza Madrigal: I'm not sure at all who was building the room, just that it was bright, white, and they were bringing in folding chairs
Eliza Madrigal: was sort of an elegant tent feeling
Agatha Macbeth: Sounds like a hospital
Mickorod Renard: the white room too, almost reminded me of a previous discussion on dreams..where the white room was to suggest resolve?

Bruce Mowbray: hmmm. and the room was blocking off the space so you might not be able to return to the truck?
Eliza Madrigal: ohhh interesting Agatha
Agatha Macbeth: A white room with black curtains maybe?
Agatha Macbeth: A la Clapton
Eliza Madrigal: yes as they were building it, it was blocking off the truck
Eliza Madrigal: :) A
Bruce Mowbray: hmmm.
Eliza Madrigal: I could have let that happen
Eliza Madrigal: but I would have had to come up with a speech if I did
Agatha Macbeth: Too shy?
Eliza Madrigal: well I kept searching my mind for a context to speak from
Agatha Macbeth: Ah
Eliza Madrigal: and didn't know what writing they were talking about
Mickorod Renard: was there almost a point where you felt very comfortable,,as in a turning point,,then the risk of being cut off shook you out of it?
Agatha Macbeth: Maybe it's that novel you're working on
Eliza Madrigal: I did like being with them
Eliza Madrigal: was comfortable in the environment, in that sense
Mickorod Renard: yes
Eliza Madrigal: hm
Eliza Madrigal: (occurs to me that it is a mick type dream in that it has nuns :P)
Agatha Macbeth: 0.0
Eliza Madrigal grins

Mickorod Renard: sometimes I get it where a little escape from all the worries is so alluring,,but then I wouldnt swap what I have
Bruce Mowbray: - - - could it be about performance anxiety?
Agatha Macbeth: But no Frenchmaids
Bruce Mowbray: and relief?
Eliza Madrigal: not sure. I am really shy and do have public speaking issues... but it didn't feel like that
Mickorod Renard: performance anxiety, I used to get them :)
Eliza Madrigal: I felt sort of confused how they had my writing
Eliza Madrigal: since I didn't publish anything
Bruce Mowbray: do you see any significance in the setting? -- of small lake, the overhanging trees, the space between the lake in the truck, the bog that you had to walk through with one shoe?
Eliza Madrigal: not really... was something I hoped to come clearer by sharing
Bruce Mowbray: hmmm.
Mickorod Renard: mmm, as writing is your desire..making the scene tempting

Eliza Madrigal: the tracks at the beginning are confusing to me too
Mickorod Renard: paths?
Bruce Mowbray ponders " There are appropriate vehicles for appropriate paths...."
Zon Kwan: waves
Eliza Madrigal waves Zon
Bruce Mowbray: and notices that some of those paths are blocked in the dream...
Mickorod Renard: yes, that suggests to me that that may be the whole point..like maybe its a crossroads for choice?
Agatha Macbeth: Shalom Zon
Mickorod Renard: bye Zon
Bruce Mowbray: bye, Zon.
Eliza Madrigal: the sight of the subway like train off tracks was really odd to me... looked at it 'a long time' during the dream
Eliza Madrigal: yes I wonder
Eliza Madrigal: one funny thing about the guy at the end.... later I wondered if he represented the new puppy, hah, even though the puppy has dark hair

Bruce Mowbray: in a way, you found yourself sort of "off the tracks" when the nuns were expecting you to speak and were even building you a room in which to do so.
Mickorod Renard: mm..some things out of place..and the emphasis on paths for diferent things
Eliza Madrigal: yes that's interesting to consider...
Bruce Mowbray: foppyish?
Eliza Madrigal nods :)
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Eliza Madrigal: and friendly
Eliza Madrigal: and not helping at all
Eliza Madrigal: just amused, hah
Bruce Mowbray: ha ha
Agatha Macbeth: Someone you know?
Eliza Madrigal: George

--BELL--

Eliza Madrigal: (puppy)
Mickorod Renard: maybe any choice should be yours..not influenced
Agatha Macbeth: Yes but he's a dog :p
Eliza Madrigal: the backup plan I guess was the truck
Eliza Madrigal: the default
Mickorod Renard: how do you mean Eliza?
Agatha Macbeth: Ve haf vays of escaping
Mickorod Renard: he he
Eliza Madrigal: maybe the shoes are in two different places entirely
Mickorod Renard: wow, its so amazing ..this dream
Eliza Madrigal: there was a lot to it, yet seems so simple at first
Bruce Mowbray: there are several items in the dream that suggest mobility --- as well as obstruction.
Agatha Macbeth rubs Liz's back
Eliza Madrigal: ty Agatha dearie :))
Agatha Macbeth: YW
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Mickorod Renard: so full of lil questions and so forth
Agatha Macbeth: The little ones usually build up to the big ones :p

Mickorod Renard: if one was to consider the metaphorical tool for problem solving that the events in the dream may offer..and attach that to what Bruce was thinking last week,,
Bruce Mowbray: ?
Mickorod Renard: the field
Bruce Mowbray tries to remember what he was thinking last week....
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Mickorod Renard: I likened to tv screen
Bruce Mowbray: oh, it's beginning to come back now.
Mickorod Renard: he he
Mickorod Renard: like I was thinking of the charges being shot at a cathode ray tube being stretched around by magnetic fields
Agatha Macbeth ponders
Mickorod Renard: all these metaphoricals in the dream are being shifted about
Eliza Madrigal nods
Mickorod Renard: presumably the subconcious plays with them

Bruce Mowbray: this might be phony and artificially fabricated, but I tried to link the metaphors in a dream together -- like beads in a necklace, and in that way they form a sort of allegory.
Mickorod Renard: and then finds the comfort zone
Agatha Macbeth: Like a rosary
Eliza Madrigal: yes lovely
Bruce Mowbray: in a way exactly like a rosary.
Mickorod Renard: mmmm
Eliza Madrigal: the objects and contexts tell a story
Mickorod Renard: sounds daft but what is the purpose of a rosary exactly?
Mickorod Renard: a focus?
Agatha Macbeth: You have to recite a certain prayer while doing it
Eliza Madrigal: or mantras...
Agatha Macbeth: Suppose it's a bit like the Indian stuff
Eliza Madrigal: it is a memory vehicle
Mickorod Renard: mmm ok

Bruce Mowbray: the relationship between the metaphors -- if one can find it or create it -- might reveal the dream's "purpose"
Eliza Madrigal: well... a rear view is things left behind... paths and vehicles in this case ... and the lake's edge is ahead
Eliza Madrigal: I hadn't been thinking of it that way yet I've had other rear view dreams that seemed important
Bruce Mowbray: and the bog between the lake and the truck is what you needed to walk through wearing only one shoe....
Agatha Macbeth: At least there wasn't a T. rex following you
Eliza Madrigal: that we know of Aggers
Eliza Madrigal: the bogginess does feel like right now
Agatha Macbeth: 'Objects in the mirror are much closer than they appear to be'
Mickorod Renard: well..maybe the bog bit means you gotta get your feet wet to get to the other side?

Bruce Mowbray: I'm still fascinated that the nuns were riding in gold....
Eliza Madrigal: seems integration has to happen, and a choice about whether to abandon the truck entirely
Bruce Mowbray: writing*
Agatha Macbeth: All in gold my love went riding
Bruce Mowbray: hmmm, good observation, Eliza.
Eliza Madrigal: went writing....
Agatha Macbeth: That too
Mickorod Renard: gotta read that again

Eliza Madrigal: the gold is confusing but it was so vivid and beautiful
Agatha Macbeth: Maybe it was a heavenly thing
Eliza Madrigal: they're coming for me? :))
Eliza Madrigal: better get ready, haha
Mickorod Renard: grin
Agatha Macbeth: You decided it wasn't your turn yet :p
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Mickorod Renard: but it may indicate a clean, serene aspect
Eliza Madrigal: I'm not even sure "orthodox what"
Mickorod Renard: pure
Eliza Madrigal: hm

Agatha Macbeth: Don't abductees often report being in a bright white room?

--BELL--

Mickorod Renard: only for interogation,,oh you mean alien?
Agatha Macbeth: Yeh
Eliza Madrigal snorts and checks to make sure I still have all organs
Agatha Macbeth: No marks on your body when you woke? ;-)
Eliza Madrigal: none that I can tell :)

Bruce Mowbray: Maybe the appearance of Orthodox religious things in dreams suggests something from a past life . . . Someone once told me that I was a monk in a past life -- and that felt completely right!
Eliza Madrigal: thanks for these questions... there is a way I'd like to read the dream, but I don't trust my ego
Bruce Mowbray: afterwards I dreamed of going back to visit that monk ( I mean in a sleeping dream).
Agatha Macbeth: Who does?
Mickorod Renard: I often day dream of running away to some monastry
Mickorod Renard: :(
Agatha Macbeth: Yeh
Eliza Madrigal: to meet yourself in another time, Bruce?
Mickorod Renard: a nunnery would be better
Bruce Mowbray: yes, Mick, I totally understand that.
Eliza Madrigal: that's beautiful
Agatha Macbeth: Indeed
Bruce Mowbray: yes, to meet myself and another time and place.
Mickorod Renard: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Love the outfit
Mickorod Renard: could get into a habit
Agatha Macbeth: Sure could
Eliza Madrigal: I'd like to think the dream suggests I have something to contribute that I don't realize... have been feeling lately no real 'place'
Bruce Mowbray: I would not want to catch myself between a frock and a hard place.
Eliza Madrigal: hah
Mickorod Renard: he he
Bruce Mowbray listens carefully to Eliza.
Agatha Macbeth: You need to write that book
Eliza Madrigal: golden letters is a pretty high bar ;-)
Mickorod Renard: yes Eliza, maybe a chance to re evaluate..he he ,,like we all have been doing
Mickorod Renard: parhaps its a dawning of a new age
Agatha Macbeth: Use a word processor like the rest of us :P

Qt Core: i need ot go, too distracted by RL today, bye all
Eliza Madrigal: okay Qt, bfn
Bruce Mowbray: bye for now, Qt!
Agatha Macbeth: Ciao Qt
Eliza Madrigal: thanks for sitting in :)
Mickorod Renard: bye Qt,,take care
Mickorod Renard: I like your thoughts Bruce on looking at dreams in other ways
Eliza Madrigal: yes
Bruce Mowbray: ty.
Mickorod Renard: re the rosary
Bruce Mowbray: I think dreams can also give us a way of becoming visible to ourselves from the outside . . . if that makes any sense.
Eliza Madrigal: please say more if comes to mind
Bruce Mowbray: outside the conscious mind, outside the ego, outside the spaces of normal waking life.
Mickorod Renard: and the other thought last week
Eliza Madrigal: clear sense yes
Agatha Macbeth: It does
Agatha Macbeth: Mm Mick?
Agatha Macbeth: Last week?
Mickorod Renard: sorry, delayed chat
Agatha Macbeth: Oh
Agatha Macbeth: I'm wonderfully lag free today
Mickorod Renard: yes, Bruce had mentioned a field or stage maybe?
Mickorod Renard: can you recall Bruce?
Mickorod Renard: we only touchjed on it
Agatha Macbeth: Yes he's a cute guy with antlers
Bruce Mowbray: no, I'm afraid I don't remember, sorry.
Eliza Madrigal ponders being wonderfully lag free.... such freedom
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Still only 11fps tho
Mickorod Renard: your as bad as me Bruce,,he he
Agatha Macbeth: Nobody's THAT bad Micko

Bruce Mowbray: dreams can give us a different sequence for linear temporal events . . . and also rearrange spatial objects, thereby giving us a new vantage point.
Mickorod Renard: grin
Eliza Madrigal: it sort of locks mind in place then you get out of it and peer in
Mickorod Renard: that sounds like it Bruce
Bruce Mowbray: sort of like the delayed chat!
Eliza Madrigal: diorama of a thought pattern
Eliza Madrigal: haha yes
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Eliza Madrigal: well thanks all
Bruce Mowbray: thank you, Eliza.
Mickorod Renard: thankyou Eliza
Agatha Macbeth: TY Liz

Eliza Madrigal: it really is a lot clearer now and I have things to consider :)
Agatha Macbeth: Consider well
Bruce Mowbray: to me a sense of "place" seems almost essential...
Agatha Macbeth: And fire up that word processor
Agatha Macbeth: 'Impossible dreams' and all that
Mickorod Renard: funny thing is, they help me too,,most folks have the same questions in life
Eliza Madrigal: some essential questions
Eliza Madrigal: pivot points
Mickorod Renard: :)
Agatha Macbeth: But not all have the same answers :p
Mickorod Renard: thats true
Eliza Madrigal: and "not all who wander are lost... "
Mickorod Renard: wouldnt do for us all to be the same
Agatha Macbeth: Hell no
Bruce Mowbray: the question "Where am I?" Or "where do I belong?" -- Can have both temporal and spatial meanings.
Eliza Madrigal: I have a few months to make a decision about staying in this apartment, on a practical level...
Bruce Mowbray: nods.
Mickorod Renard: yes
Eliza Madrigal: but it feels like I've been in transition time for 5 years
Agatha Macbeth: Not cardboard city yet ;-)
Bruce Mowbray: and of course your staying in that apartment is both temporal and spatial.
Eliza Madrigal nods

Mickorod Renard: the dog could be the decider
Bruce Mowbray: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Yeh ask George
Eliza Madrigal: he's surprsingly powerful then
Mickorod Renard: even though he doesnt say
Eliza Madrigal: heheh
Agatha Macbeth: One bark for yes and two for no
Eliza Madrigal: If I'd known happiness was that easy i would have gotten a puppy years ago :P
Bruce Mowbray: George is a beautiful puppy, by the way.
Mickorod Renard: like the character in the dream,,he doesnt have to say,,but his presence may effect
Eliza Madrigal: thanks Bruce :) He really opens up our lives
Bruce Mowbray: and be amused!
Eliza Madrigal: have met everyone in Miami
Bruce Mowbray: I'm sure he does.
Bruce Mowbray: my best companions throughout life have been dogs, actually.
Eliza Madrigal: :) my son said "I never talk to anyone on my own but with the dog I have to talk to everyone"
Eliza Madrigal adores the word "companion"
Eliza Madrigal: high position
Mickorod Renard: my dog has just gone from one bad thing to another..I do wonder whether there is truth in that they take after their owners

--BELL--

Bruce Mowbray: so, in a sense, a dog is like a dream: one never knows what's going to pop up and with whom one will need to talk.
Agatha Macbeth: Bread-breaking
Eliza Madrigal: heheheh Mick
Bruce Mowbray: got to go a-scraping now.
Bruce Mowbray: thanks everyone.
Agatha Macbeth: Scrape well Brucie
Eliza Madrigal: I do have writing I've been doing... and it is sort of purifying...but for me personal not public
Mickorod Renard: bye Bruce
Eliza Madrigal: Bye Bruce, thanks for insights
Agatha Macbeth: Love to the squirrels
Bruce Mowbray: see you next week
Eliza Madrigal: see you next time :)
Mickorod Renard: I do a lil bit too Eliza
Mickorod Renard: ok, bye Eliza
Eliza Madrigal: no not leaving yet
Agatha Macbeth: Oh bye Liz :p

Mickorod Renard: I am just trying to do a kids book
Eliza Madrigal: Oh wow I love that idea
Mickorod Renard: and illuminating it myself
Mickorod Renard: its based on my gdaughter
Agatha Macbeth: Didn't Xira do something like that?
Mickorod Renard: so if it doesnt work at least she can have it
Eliza Madrigal: yes, her book is on Amazon now
Agatha Macbeth: Wow
Mickorod Renard: wow cool
Eliza Madrigal: Mick that is a gorgeously hearted idea
Mickorod Renard: i want to make it appear like a medieval manuscript, even though its based on today
Eliza Madrigal: wow
Agatha Macbeth: There you go
Eliza Madrigal: layers and depth to you, Mick :)
Mickorod Renard: and I have another idea,,but cant tell you
Agatha Macbeth: Get the nuns to do it for you
Eliza Madrigal: why?
Mickorod Renard: he he
Eliza Madrigal pouts
Mickorod Renard: only private
Mickorod Renard: one day
Eliza Madrigal: k...
Agatha Macbeth: 'At ease Private'
Mickorod Renard: ie not on public
Eliza Madrigal: yes of course
Agatha Macbeth: Strictly orf the record
Eliza Madrigal: secreto

Mickorod Renard: well, I had better go, wife just come home...she may get jelous with me sitting with such lovely ladies
Eliza Madrigal smiles
Agatha Macbeth: And nuns
Mickorod Renard: :)
Eliza Madrigal: let her know how much we make you miss her
Eliza Madrigal: :))
Mickorod Renard: I do have a dream in waiting
Agatha Macbeth: Yeh
Agatha Macbeth: Yay
Eliza Madrigal: Oh, good
Mickorod Renard: he he
Eliza Madrigal: see you next week then , hugs
Mickorod Renard: and I have some sex in it,,but it is carefully toned
Mickorod Renard: :)
Agatha Macbeth: Trust you
Eliza Madrigal: well someone should have sex somewhere
Agatha Macbeth: 0.0
Mickorod Renard: yeh, about the only place i get it
Mickorod Renard: he he
Eliza Madrigal: I think my dream is pointing me to a celibate life :)
Agatha Macbeth: 'I want teh sex'
Mickorod Renard: ok,,,see you soon
Eliza Madrigal giggles and waves
Agatha Macbeth: Don't hear that so often lately
Agatha Macbeth: Bye Mick
Mickorod Renard: grin,,
Mickorod Renard: byeeeee
Eliza Madrigal: in SL you mean Agatha?
Agatha Macbeth: Maybe the noobs are getting less horny
Eliza Madrigal: like the people who would land in Kira?
Agatha Macbeth: Yep
Eliza Madrigal: haha yes or they just know where to go now
Agatha Macbeth: Well there are enough places
Agatha Macbeth: Spoilt for choice

Eliza Madrigal: few spots like this one :)
Agatha Macbeth: True
Agatha Macbeth: All the science places seem to have gone :(
Eliza Madrigal: yes :(
Agatha Macbeth: I only know of science friday now
Eliza Madrigal: think its had its day, in that sense
Eliza Madrigal: which is sad
Agatha Macbeth: I remember when Boxy an me used to go to MICA
Eliza Madrigal: there are various equalizers and education efforts but they are so class like
Agatha Macbeth: Now they're both gone...
Agatha Macbeth: Mm
Eliza Madrigal: yes I used to go a lot....and it was a good place to ride horses or dragons too :)
Agatha Macbeth: Never did that
Eliza Madrigal: MICA was Pema magic too
Agatha Macbeth: And VWW
Eliza Madrigal: but this is pleasant, still
Agatha Macbeth: Wonder if Widget is still around?
Eliza Madrigal: I haven't seen her for a while
Agatha Macbeth: Me either
Eliza Madrigal: but there is a meeting of nonprofit commons that sometimes shows up old faces
Eliza Madrigal: fridays
Agatha Macbeth: What's that?
Eliza Madrigal: I wonder if somewhere someone is saying "wonder if eliza still comes to SL..."
Agatha Macbeth: Once a week
Eliza Madrigal: :) it is a meeting of various groups who try to do proactive things in SL under the NPC umbrella
Agatha Macbeth: Or twice if there's ameeting
Eliza Madrigal: used to be every Friday
Agatha Macbeth: Ohh
Eliza Madrigal: NPC I mean
Agatha Macbeth: Sounds vaguely familiar actually
Eliza Madrigal: Virtual Ability does things with them too
Agatha Macbeth: Non player character
Agatha Macbeth nods
Eliza Madrigal: :)
Eliza Madrigal: what else are you doing in SL lately

Agatha Macbeth: I hope Wollie is getting plenty of sleep
Agatha Macbeth: Oh not much
Eliza Madrigal: me too
Eliza Madrigal: and eating well
Agatha Macbeth: I'm planning on moving in with Sun so to speak
Eliza Madrigal: Oh, commune?
Agatha Macbeth: She has skyboxes for rent
Agatha Macbeth: And said sh'll reserve me one
Eliza Madrigal: nice!
Eliza Madrigal: will you build then?
Agatha Macbeth: Nice place too
Agatha Macbeth: Oh no
Eliza Madrigal: her spots are lovely usually
Agatha Macbeth: Just stick a few prims up
Eliza Madrigal: :))
Agatha Macbeth: Even I can manage that
Eliza Madrigal grins
Eliza Madrigal: me too...

--BELL--

Eliza Madrigal: although I'm woefully behind on gardening the pond
Agatha Macbeth: Somewhere to park the stuff off me plot anyways
Agatha Macbeth: Your pond?
Eliza Madrigal: yes I only have 18 prims left
Eliza Madrigal: and need lots of shrubbery n such
Agatha Macbeth: Can we take a look?
Eliza Madrigal: yes sure....
Agatha Macbeth: Yayy
Eliza Madrigal: bye bye recorder and pesky bell :))
Agatha Macbeth: Which I muted...
Eliza Madrigal: heheh
Agatha Macbeth: Lead on MacLiz