Dreaming of stone temples
Vivid dreams lately. Going to an ancient temple, and was passing through an enormous stone courtyard full of religious statues and gardens. Along the way saw a lot of old friends from way back, some of whom I haven’t seen in years, all sort of hanging out in the courtyard. I recognized a lot of old wrestling buddies, some sparring in a stone lined ring practicing grappling or sumo, others just hanging out with other friends. Didn’t have time to stop and talk, but promised myself that I would stop by and catch up with them on my way back.
Stopped along the way to eat some stewed pigs feet we brought along while we watched the crowds walk by. We cracked the joints up to get to the meat in between. It was salty and smokey, and bright red as if it were raw, but didn’t taste gamey or bloody at all.
Noticed some old stone statues outside the courtyard covered in candle wax from the evening festivals held the night before. The whole area was under the shade of large banyan trees. Remember feeling at peace without much sense of urgency, but also looking forward to getting on our way.
I think vivid nature of these dreams have bad something to do with the fact that I’ve been bogged down in bar prep, lots going on on many fronts. Cut down my work hours to about half time, allowing me more time to study and get back into somewhat of a regular work out schedule.