Day of the Shooting Stars

1. Two Moons

At night. Table, chair, I sit on it and am falling asleep on the chair. It is dark inside the room. To my left is a couch, there is another chair.

 

Chwe is in the neighbourhood, but behind me in a different room and I can't see her but I know she is there. Her two cats are with me. One is dozing on one end of the sofa, the other is near me, either on my lap or by my chair.
At some point I do change to the couch and try to move in without disturbing the cat that sits there. And the other cat is already trying to crawl on top of me. And then I sleep or rest on the couch. The cat that was first on the couch was on the side of my chair, but I now lay my head to the other side, so I know she has room enough.
Then Chwe comes back and takes a seat, I suppose on the sofa, though I can't remember. After a short while she suddenly kisses me on the lips, just once, quickly. I am surprised by that, by the fact that she takes initiative. Then I do the same to her, quickly a few times, and there is some back and forth kissing, but all is rather harmless and innocent.
Then the scene changes a bit though we are still on the couch, but I am looking upward, and we must be sitting now, me on the left and she on my right. And I see the dark sky of the night in front above us. Maybe at first I was only looking at the ceiling or I must have expected to be able to see the night sky, but how I got to that point I can't remember, as if there is a piece missing in the dream that I have not even dreamed.
When I see the stars and am sure of it I tell Chwe to look too, and she does, but not immediately. Surely she can't see the same things as me. I can see the moon, and I want to show her, but the moon is not bright, but black and hidden. And there is one large one across the sky, and another smaller in a normal size but round like a full moon. Darkness passes over it like clouds and you can't really see the moons, though I can and when I am sure of both being there I try to point it out to her.

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I don't think she sees it. But then the next thing happens and I see a shooting star. Then I see another one, and I tell Chwe again to look, because I don't think she is actually watching, and I see gradually more and more shooting stars, and after a while the sky is filled with them and I can't believe it. I am thinking then that this is one of those special days where you can see many, but what I see now is really beyond tally. I say: look.
After a while watching this I am thinking there must be some space war going on in the upper atmosphere because this is not normal anymore. Things move crisscross and sometimes I imagine seeing the movements or maneuvers of space ships, fighters, but I can't be sure.
Then the dream changes again and I can't explain. Morning, the others are also here, and when we join them it is a bit awkward because of what happened between us and I don't know how to relate to Chwe, and don't know whether to say something of it to the others or not. And I can't remember the rest of the dream.

2. Taiji Application with the Master

Same dream, so this is what happens even later in the dream. Training hall, Pake is in the centre, I am behind him and other taiji people about, but to my right is another group and they are the organizers so everything that happens depends on them, green.
At some point Pake starts to do a demonstration, he is not told to by the organizers but there is nothing else to do and it has something to do with the whole organization and he believes it is the right moment and opportunity to do it. So he demonstrates a form that no one has ever seen again, and I even can't remember it now. Everyone watches, because it is beautiful. Then he says he will do the quick form, and this I know, so I decide to copy and follow him, and I also go closer, because I know he might do pushing hands and it would be good if he showed with me as a partner.
I think I am about the only one following him from close by and mimicking his movements. They are more detailed but different from what I know but it is certainly based on what I already know. And amazingly, the moves I copy go very smoothly and are always accurate, even if the fist goes out in a way I don't expect, like backward. I follow his steps.
When he sees the last two steps were difficult for people to understand, he is about to explain them and he does, but in the meantime I come a little closer again, because I'm sure he will show with someone, and I know that when I am the person nearest to him, he will pick me. So he explains the two moves first to the left and then the same step to the right and it reminds of ward off left and ward of right from the slow form.
At last he indeed decides to do an application and he does it to me, so I stand before him, but when he touches I try to remain very soft and he cannot find my centre, and we move about a bit, and this is a point that I become more awake because of the lucidity which makes it difficult to maintain the peaceful state of giving no resistance but yet keep contact, and I can, but then I start to change, because I want to look for his centre and push him, but I can't do that, because my arms definitely become to hard and that is completely the wrong way. But in this way we move a little across the room, touching and looking for each other's centre, and it is quite deep and intimate and that is where ultimately the dream ends.

3. Mexican Burgers

Last dream.
First in Belgium, probably Leuven, I'm in a small restaurant where they serve Mexican burgers, they are good but average. I know those people, two men who are already a bit of age keep this restaurant. Other people were here too. Light. At some point one of the keepers tells me he wants to move and open a restaurant in London, or maybe he says in Britain. And he asks me whether I think that is a good idea, and I think he'll only be average there, but I don't say anything. We talk a little and then I ask him where he would move, because it is not clear to me, and he says Paris. I am surprised because I was sure he meant London, and I try to convince him of London and moreover I can only tell about London because I don't know Paris.
I have seconds in this restaurant, they must have been closing for the night. Can't remember what other things happened, some interactions with other customers.
Then a part where I am somewhere else but not yet moved all the way abroad, somewhere halfway. Different stalls. I sit in one place because I know the people. I am served on by Ev who also has a restaurant. She's working alone. Can't remember what I'm having. At some point when I am eating she is bringing something else and when she comes around to face me and put it down I touch her hand, or finger, but a bit too long, and she notices and is a bit upset, does not say anything, but removes herself from the scene, to the right and keeps the distance, and to the right is a lawn.
Later I am with the first restaurant keepers again, and they have now moved into London. But now I forgot what happened. Pi is there. Long tables. I sit down. Others there. Away from the tables of Pi who has his own restaurant. When he brings food on his table, I want to be there, but I stay where I am. Nice things are served and the plates are very big, family size. All fresh and steaming. Like pizzas.