Chinese Kid

1. Thou God Invited One

Sort of wet dream, can't remember context.
Three times in the night that I had to hold back. The last time I used the invocation from the four year course of the M7R and it worked immediately.

2. Preparing Soup

(Can't read notes). Bale. Something every day, but can choose freely (?) and corrects the cook that is preparing the vegetables for the soup. They are on a wooden cutting board, all raw, spring onion for sure, also paprika I think. At least five different sorts of vegetable, all on the board.
It is busy so I wait. (Can't remember context).

3. Daughter Buys a Third Book

I wash my hands at an automatic device. I'm in a restaurant. I am the last one. Already been here, or my brothers have already been here before me. Everyone is watching.
P&R are there, and mother. 
There is this girl that was in the shop yesterday, the daughter of professor H. Now she returns to the shop the next day and buys a third book.
Tama is there and helps me.
Something about the sandwich bar I always go to. They are preparing the tables for reservations. One table.
Behind the till (in the shop?) are lying banners, cotton ones, in red. They are really big, and lie in pairs. Liha is there, I think, she knows about it, must be cleaned up, carried to somewhere, I shall help. There is not enough room for them lying about here.
And something alike, that is a promotion, first. (Can't remember details).

4. A Note from Tewe

A date with (can't read notes anymore), young girl. Tewe. She is it. We are in a bar. She gives me a slip of paper which feels quite personal. Of course other people are here. This place looks like the Noire, coffee bar next to our shop. She tells me what it is, this note. It is composite. I mean, it is not only folded but also consists of more than one paper, smaller ones stuck together. This is a letter that she asks me to read and correct, because it is in English.
In the meanwhile we go outside and step to the next place, which has open French windows and a step up to go inside, and this would be the shop itself, where I work. And it is now like a restaurant, and small and long, with different levels of floor and tables strewn about. Space is divided in three rooms. The kitchen and bar are in the middle. Behind is the most private part.
Keva, Digr and other colleagues are here. Or they say hello and then my privacy is gone, which I think is a petty, because I wanted to read this note in private. What's more, I have to open the shop. Although we came in in the front, and all was open. But we were not open yet. We are now.
So I want to read the note, but I don't get the chance.
The boss tells me he is going away for holiday, something with his cycling daughter. So he leaves me to it.
Then my parents and brothers are also here and something wedding like is happening or discussed. They sit at a small iron round table, usually the kind of table for outside, a bit fancy, British. In a corner in the middle section of the shop. I cannot be part of it because I am working, so I must let not touch me.
Then at the end I am outside, at the step inside. I see a girl I know as a customer, she has red hair, not bad looking, nor good looking, but she is okay, I look at her, she has her kid with her and I welcome the kid. The kid is half Chinese and the father, who is Chinese is behind but he comes. I feel people watching me as I meet this girl. Then I still accompany the child inside as if I know him well, hoping at the same time that the people in the restaurant, my colleagues and family do not assume that this is my kid, because I don't want them to think that. Yet I am proud enough to keep guiding the kid inside a long way, all through the front section. The father was already inside.

5. Meditation Text Start

Start of the meditation I guided. Can't recall context.