<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671</id><updated>2026-01-13T18:07:47.980-08:00</updated><category term="&quot;Dream Analysis&quot;"/><category term="&quot;Dream Sessions&quot;"/><category term="Dreams"/><category term="&quot;Calico Cat&quot;"/><category term="&quot;Dream Dictionary&quot;"/><category term="Disabilities"/><category term="Journeys"/><category term="Phishing"/><category term="Scam"/><category term="Special Needs"/><category term="Subconscious"/><category term="Web Development"/><category term="facebook"/><title type='text'>Dream Analysis - By Knatchwa</title><subtitle type='html'>Dreams, what they can Represent, ideas that may expand the mind or close it. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-5368288439579167086</id><published>2025-10-18T08:12:06.111-07:00</published><updated>2025-10-18T08:25:06.853-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="&quot;Dream Analysis&quot;"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="&quot;Dream Sessions&quot;"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dreams"/><title type='text'>The Van The Girl and the Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overview:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
A dream of a Mobile Life - That keeps bringing me back to the same place.
This dream was one of those I found myself exploring, and one of those I did remember, or at least pieces of it. It seemed to revolve around a Van I was driving, fully built out for travel with a lot of space in the back, it was an RV or sorts but a bit more compact then the full size ones that drive the roads today. The details are sketchy except for the main parts of the van, where the back was high enough for standing full height and was built out with simple couches, lights, and appliances all well appointed and fitted in the back of the van. I also found myself at a restaurant the first time where  a waitress gave me a good experience at the restaurant, and I had come back to that same restaurant. Initially with the idea I wanted to thank her for the best experience on the roadside stop that I had experienced. The thanks though seemed a bit more intimate then you would expect for a patron and a waitress to experience. Where the thanks was in the forms of kisses and hugs. I had stopped by and had her get me a table ready and had walked back out to the van to change my socks which apparently was a big thing then. Thinking I closed the back of the van and closed the back gate, I had turned on the light in the back of the van and was getting ready to put on the clothes. The next moment I saw the tailgate back up and she was laying on the ground like the tailgate had opened back up and she fell on the ground, yet she was still holding two fish still fresh in the package which apparently she was bringing to me. It was odd but I of course helped her up, and took the fish from her asking her to come inside so I could check her. Oddly enough at that point I see someone sitting on the opposite chair in the back of the van when I got back … sadly it was at this point I woke up and never did find who he was or why he was in the van.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Symbolism Interpretation and Parallels:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams often arrive as mirrors, not of what is happening outwardly, but of what is quietly forming beneath awareness. In this one, the van, the girl, and the restaurant seem to exist as fragments of motion, emotion, and meaning that converge to show a life both traveling and returning — a rhythm between independence and connection.
The Van becomes more than transport. It is the vessel of the self — mobile, self-contained, and yet open to the unknown. Its interior, carefully built and functional, mirrors the way one organizes their inner world: enough structure to feel grounded, yet still adaptable to wherever the journey leads. The act of stepping back into the van after the restaurant visit suggests retreat into one’s own space — a return to self after contact with the outer world.
The Girl represents warmth, recognition, and the human impulse toward shared experience. Her role as a waitress — one who serves nourishment — connects to emotional feeding. The gratitude expressed through touch rather than words points toward a desire for authenticity over formality, to feel rather than to simply speak appreciation. Her fall, fish still in hand, carries paradox: a moment of vulnerability, yet still bringing sustenance — as if the dream reminds that tenderness and care often arise from unexpected imbalance.
The Restaurant itself is the locus of choice and appetite. It is where the inner traveler pauses to select what to take in from life’s menu. Returning to it suggests that the psyche revisits the same emotional landscapes, seeking something that once felt fulfilling — a hint that meaning sometimes resides in repetition until understanding completes the circle.
And then there is the man in the van, appearing quietly and unexplained. He may stand for the unseen observer — the rational or detached aspect of the dreamer — silently witnessing emotional encounters. Or perhaps he is the presence of past or future selves, a reminder that no inner space is ever fully solitary; every version of us leaves an imprint.
When viewed together, these symbols speak of the cycle between journey and return, between autonomy and intimacy. The dream blurs the line between travel and stillness, suggesting that even as life moves outward, it also circles inward — each encounter, each detour leading back to the same essential question: What am I truly seeking to be nourished by?
In waking life, these elements may reflect the constant movement between exploration and homecoming — the desire to experience new places or people while also longing for something steady and familiar. It’s a reminder that growth doesn’t only happen on distant roads; it often occurs when one revisits the same places with new eyes, realizing that what seemed ordinary was always quietly sacred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/5368288439579167086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2025/10/the-van-girl-and-restaurant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/5368288439579167086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/5368288439579167086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2025/10/the-van-girl-and-restaurant.html' title='The Van The Girl and the Restaurant'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-2613996636948385135</id><published>2011-05-02T14:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2015-12-07T13:33:48.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentiments from a homeless child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_autopost&quot;&gt;
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There is a pain in the heart left with grudge and mis ery &lt;br /&gt;
Of a lone some existence amidst the uncertain ties &lt;br /&gt;
What lies be neath the hundred hopes? &lt;br /&gt;
To wear such smiles of endearment &lt;br /&gt;
To live with warmth of yearnings &lt;br /&gt;
Of a mother’s touch &lt;br /&gt;
With a father’s shield &lt;br /&gt;
Look through his crying heart, &lt;br /&gt;
In the eyes of a home less child &lt;br /&gt;
He plays in unsure path of lonely grounds.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Via &lt;a href=&quot;http://definitelyfilipino.com/blog/2011/05/02/in-the-eyes-of-a-homeless-child/&quot;&gt;Definitely Filipino&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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The plan is to incentivize the current spectrum squatters with a share of the revenue gained from auctioning off the spectrum -- mostly for mobile broadband use -- which only seems fair, and for now it seems those auctions will be voluntary. But that&#39;s just the tip of the iceberg: the plan also includes a $5 billion investment in constructing 4G networks in rural areas (with a goal to reach at least 98 percent of Americans with the service), a $3 billion fund for 4G R&amp;amp;D to help the rollout, and $10.7 billion for a wireless public safety network. The beauty of this plan is that all these proposed costs are offset by the spectrum auction, which is estimated to raise $27.8 billion, of which $9.6 billion will be dedicated to deficit reduction. Oh, and the best news? The government has already found 115MHz worth of Federal spectrum that it can free up by using its other spectrum more efficiently, and has another 95MHz worth in its sights. Hit up the source link to see President Obama&#39;s speech on the subject, which has just begun, or check it out embedded after the break.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;via &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.engadget.com/2011/02/10/obama-announces-plan-to-free-up-500mhz-of-spectrum-invest-in-4g/&quot; title=&quot;Engadget Political Infrastructure&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;EnGadget&lt;/a&gt; c/o &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.google.com/profiles/tophfisher#buzz&quot; title=&quot;Chris Fisher Google Buzz&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chris Fisher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yet another case study in how things have become more mobile, and if this bill goes through, true information will be more available wherever you are, ambitious to shoot for 98% but certainly possible. As so many today have really become more and more mobile as phones have become less expensive with more functions then a typical pc had in the 80s and early 90s. Devices that by themselves may as well be something as simple as pocket pcs. &amp;nbsp;The abilty to access the internet and it&#39;s associated information no matter where you may travel is another benefit to an ever mobile society as well as a travelling classroom, to learn from the collective resources on the interconnected web, the limitations on access has been the one thing, that the hope is with this bill become a thing of the past.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;More On Mobile Phones;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.helium.com/items/1705987-has-society-become-addicted-to-cell-phones-or-addiction-out-of-necessity&quot; title=&quot;Society addicted to Cell Phones&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Is society Addicted to Cell Phones?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.helium.com/items/969071-what-makes-the-internet-so-great&quot; title=&quot;Mobile Phones &amp;amp; The Internet Why It&#39;s Great.&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;What Makes the Internet Great?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.helium.com/items/805665-the-benefits-of-cell-phones-for-the-elderly&quot; title=&quot;Cell Phones and The Elderly - What are the benefits?&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Cellphones For the Elderly - What are the Benefits?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;  &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.homeofknatchwa.net/42646983&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2829121997641166502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2011/02/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/2829121997641166502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/2829121997641166502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2011/02/untitled.html' title='Politics But Not ...'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-6814911422092771300</id><published>2011-01-16T00:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T00:17:36.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knatchwa, Opera | Reflections and More.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just started exploring Opera, and it&#39;s suite of integrated apps, reminds me of the earlier revision that was Netscape Navigator. To keep it interesting never hurts to explore all that is available. Anyone Else Taking the time To Explore any of the associated services being offered through Opera Unite? If So which ones, and why do you choose that over another?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For that matter the integrated mail system, is it better to use that over any of the numerous web based options? Really the questions I am presenting here are for those who are exploring these alternatives, these other mediums to do many of the same things we have done for as long as the world has continually been connecting more and more whether by mobile, email, social networks or what have you. We have become more and more connected and I wonder is Opera and it&#39;s Unite idea going to do exactly that, to bring people into their own community of user created bliss? Or perhaps yet another attempt at a walled garden, I am wondering about your thoughts so please share them down below.&amp;nbsp;&lt;p /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/homeofknatchwa/MYz3RVW15Ev1TycMrDxbgQi8RJDk9MZJXK8LxBvYHhybjRzAFTDmvVL2d3XJ/chartmopv1.png&quot; width=&quot;216&quot; height=&quot;216&quot;/&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.homeofknatchwa.net/knatchwa-opera-reflections-and-more&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6814911422092771300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2011/01/knatchwa-opera-reflections-and-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/6814911422092771300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/6814911422092771300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2011/01/knatchwa-opera-reflections-and-more.html' title='Knatchwa, Opera | Reflections and More.'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-7887789206316250991</id><published>2011-01-02T15:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:42:51.560-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="facebook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Phishing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Scam"/><title type='text'>Your own email @facebook.com? Beware Facebook survey scam | Naked Security</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_bookmarklet_entry&quot;&gt; &lt;blockquote class=&quot;posterous_long_quote&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thousands of Facebook users have been hit by a scam which claims to give them early access to a facebook.com email address.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Messages, appearing in the news feed of users who have fallen for the scam, read:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img title=&quot;Just got my own email @facebook.com! Quickly get one before someone takes your name&quot; src=&quot;http://sophosnews.files.wordpress.com/2010/12/own-email-1.jpg?w=640&quot; alt=&quot;Just got my own email @facebook.com! Quickly get one before someone takes your name&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;tt&gt;Just got my own email @facebook.com! Quickly get one before someone takes your name [LINK]&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div class=&quot;posterous_quote_citation&quot;&gt;via &lt;a href=&quot;http://nakedsecurity.sophos.com/2010/12/20/your-own-email-facebook-com-beware-facebook-survey-scam/&quot;&gt;nakedsecurity.sophos.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Users beware - in the simplest terms when Facebook is the size of the community it has become far to often will such things occur - be wary and educated before clicking through to any unknown links.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/your-own-email-facebookcom-beware-facebook-su&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7887789206316250991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2011/01/your-own-email-facebookcom-beware.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7887789206316250991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7887789206316250991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2011/01/your-own-email-facebookcom-beware.html' title='Your own email @facebook.com? Beware Facebook survey scam | Naked Security'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-3236731990467354694</id><published>2010-10-25T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:46:05.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Dinner - Organised and Shared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;Listed is a simpler way to understand some of the ideas for the Birthday Dinner in November 2010 even though my birthday was actually October 12th. To send it out is making good sense to explore it is the next step. To understand it and relate it to the present day in comparison to the earlier recipe book from Betty Crocker. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;birthday dinner possibilities;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Birthday Dinner Possibilities;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-size: small; color: #888A85;&quot;&gt;21.10.2010 22:24&lt;/span&gt;	Some Options to Explore - $50 Budget First Option: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;#ratatouille recipe&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Ratatouille Recipe&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;#choucroute&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Choucroute&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;#cherry freeze&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Cherry Freeze&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheesecake Variety Pack &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot Spiced Cider&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Second Option: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pizza Variety &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sodas &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cake &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ice Cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;ratatouille recipe&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Ratatouille Recipe&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Double the Order - Variation for Five &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1 Medium Eggplant (about 1 1/2 pounds)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;2 Small Zucchini (about 1/2 pound)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1 Medium Green Pepper Chopped (about 1 cup)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1 Medium Onion, finely chopped (about 1/2 cup)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;4 Medium tomatoes, each cut into fourths&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1/4 Cup Vegetable Oil &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;2 Teaspoon Salt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1/4 Teaspoon Pepper&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1 Clove Garlic, crushed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Prepare 5 cups cubed eggplant as directed on &lt;a href=&quot;#yams prep&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Yams Prep&lt;/a&gt;. Prepare 2 cups sliced zucchini as directed &lt;a href=&quot;#zucchini de broil&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Zucchini de Broil&lt;/a&gt;. Cook and stir all ingredients until heated through. Cover and cook over medium heat, stirring occasionally, until vegetables are crisp-tender, about 10 minutes 6 servings; 155 calories per serving. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;yams prep&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Yams Prep&lt;/h1&gt; Amount for 4 servings; 1 medium (about 1 1/2 pounds) When shopping: Look for smooth, firm eggplants of an even dark purple. To Prepare: Just before cooking, wash eggplant and , if desired, pare. Cut into 1/2 inch cubes to 1/4 inch slices To Boil: Heat small amount salted water (1/2 teaspoon salt to 1 cup water) to boiling. Add eggplant. Cover and heat to boiling: reduce heat, Boil until tender, 5 to 8 minutes to drain. To Fry: Cook and sir eggplant in margarine butter or bacon fat until tender, 5 to 10 minutes. To Steam: Place steamer basket in 1/2 inch water (water should not touch basket) Place eggplant (1/4 inch slices) in basket. Cover tightly and heat to boiling; reduce heat. Steam until tender covered 1 minute. 5 to 7 minutes. To Microwave: Cover and microwave eggplant (1/4 inch slices) in 2 quart microwaveable case-role on high (100%) until tender, 5 to 7 minutes Let stand covered 1 minutes. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;zucchini de broil&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Zucchini de Broil&lt;/h1&gt; Broiled Zucchini Prepare 2 pounds zucchini (about 8 small) as directed above except -- cut each zucchini lengthwise into halves. Brush each cut side with margarine or butter, me melted; sprinkle with salt and pepper. Set over control to boil and/or 550 degrees Broil with tops 5 to 6 inches from heat until zucchini is tender, 10 to 12 minutes. 4 serves: 100 calories per serving. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;choucroute&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Choucroute&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 slices bacon, cut into 1-inch pieces &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 medium onion, chopped (about 1/2 cup) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 to 2 tablespoons packed brown sugar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 can (16 Ounces) sauerkraut, drained &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 medium potatos cut into fourths &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tart apples sliced &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 whole peppercorns &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 whole cloves &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 sprig parsley &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 bay leaf &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 smoked pork loin chops, 1/2 inch thick &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 frankfurters, slashed diagonally &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups chicken broth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Cook and stir bacon and onion in Dutch over or 12-inch skillet until bacon is crisp; drain. Stir in brown sugar and sauerkraut. Add potatoes and apples. Tie the peppercorns, cloves, parsley and bay leaf in a cheesecloth bag or place in a tea ball; add to sauerkraut mixture. Add pork chops and frankfurters. Pour chicken broth over meat. Heat to boiling; reduce heat. Cover and simmer until meat is done and potatoes are tender, about 30 minutes. Remove cheesecloth bag. Remove sauerkraut , potatos and apples to large platter with slotted spoon. Arrange meat around edge. &lt;b&gt;4 servings&lt;/b&gt;; 725 calories per serving. Complete meal with &lt;a href=&quot;#hard rolls&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Hard Rolls&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;#chocolate pots de cream&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Chocolate Pots de Cream&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;hard rolls&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Hard Rolls&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Suggested to Serve with &lt;a href=&quot;#choucroute&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Choucroute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 to 5 3/4 cups all purpose flour &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon sugar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon salt &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons margarine or butter, softened. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 package regular or quick acting active dry yeast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups very warm water (120 to 130 degrees) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 egg white &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons cold water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Mix 3 cups of the flour, the sugar, salt, margarine and yeast in 2 1/2 quart bowl; add warm water. Beat on low speed, scraping bowl frequently, 1 minute. Stir in enough remaining flour, 1 cup at a time, to make dough easy to handle. Turn dough onto lightly floured surface; knead until smooth and elastic, about 10 minutes. Place in a greased 2 1/2 quart bowl; turn greased side up. Cover with plastic wrap and let rise at room temperature (about 70 degrees) until double, about 1 1/2 hours (Dough is read if indentation remains when touched) Punch down dough; cover and let rest 15 minutes. Divide dough into 18 equal parts. Shape each part into ball; roll back and forth under palm of hand to form 3-inch oblong shape. Place on each of 2 greased cookie sheets. Cover loosely with plastic wrap and let rise until double about 1 hour. Mix egg white and 2 tablespoons cold water; brush over rolls. Make slash about 1/2 inch deep and about 2 inches long on top of each roll. Heat oven to 375 degrees. Place both cookie sheets in over; bake 15 minutes. Alternate cookie sheets; bake until gold brown, about 15 to 20 minutes longer. Remove rolls from cookie sheets; cool on wire racks. 18 rolls; 140 calories per roll. Do Ahead Tip: After baking, rolls can be covered and stored at room temperature. Heat over to 350 degrees. Place rolls directly on rack. Bake uncovered until rolls are warm, about 10 minutes. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;chocolate pots de cream&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Chocolate Pots de Cream&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;#cherry freeze&quot; style=&quot;color: #204A87;&quot;&gt;Cherry Freeze&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; or Both &lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2/3 cup semisweet chocolate chips &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup half-and-half (Or Soy Milk) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 eggs &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 tablespoons sugar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons rum, if desired Dash of Salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Heat oven to 350 degrees. Heat chocolate chips and half and half stirring constantly, until chocolate is melted and mixture is smooth; cool slightly. Beat remaining ingredients; gradually stir into chocolate mixture. Pour into 4 or 5 oven proof pot de creme cups or four ungreased 6 ounce custard cups. Place cups in baking pan on over rack. Pour boiling water into pan to within 1/2 inch of tops of cups. Bake 20 minutes; cool slightly. Cover and refrigerate at least 4 hours but no longer than 24 hours. Refrigerate any remaining pudding immediately. &lt;b&gt; 4 or 5 servings&lt;/b&gt;; 315 calories per serving. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class=&quot;note&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cherry freeze&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Cherry Freeze&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 envelope unflavored gelatin &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup cold water &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 cartons (6 ounces each) cherry yogurt (about 2 cups) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 package (16 ounce size) frozen cherries (1 1/2 cups) , partially thawed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; Sprinkle gelatin on cold water in 1-quart saucepan to soften; heat over low heat, stirring constantly, until gelatin is dissolved. Place yogurt, cherries and sugar in a blender container Cover and blend on high speed until smooth, 10 to 15 seconds. Add gelatin mixture. Cover and blend 5 seconds. Pour into rectangular baking dish, 13x9x2 inches. Freeze until partially frozen about 1 hour. Beat cherry mixture in chilled 2 1/2 quart bowl on low speed until smooth and airy but not completely thawed, about 30 seconds. Do not overbeat (mixture will contain some ice crystals) Return cherry mixture to dish. Cover and freeze until consistency of sherbet, 1 to 2 hours. (If frozen longer than 2 hours , remove from freezer 15 minutes before serving.) &lt;b&gt;4 servings&lt;/b&gt; (about 1 cup each); 220 calories per serving. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://marr-clan.posterous.com/birthday-dinner-organised-and-shared&quot;&gt;Marr Family on Posterous&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3236731990467354694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday-dinner-organised-and-shared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/3236731990467354694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/3236731990467354694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday-dinner-organised-and-shared.html' title='Birthday Dinner - Organised and Shared'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-1847662337050152043</id><published>2010-09-23T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T12:05:07.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;As mentioned in the previous post there is some downtime, as it was to be expected, you can find all my writings and earlier articles now at homeofknatchwa.posterous.com until I bring raymondmarr.com back live, which I am in the process of working with and deciding how to work with it and improve the overall look and functionality.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/for-the-moment&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1847662337050152043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/1847662337050152043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/1847662337050152043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/09/for-moment.html' title='For the Moment'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-6838729537582798797</id><published>2010-09-17T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2025-10-18T08:04:45.819-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dreams"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Journeys"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Subconscious"/><title type='text'>Restaurant - Dreams and Thoughts</title><content type='html'>09/17/10       Restaurant in A Dream – Variations of a Theme

A dream about a restaurant, similar to a place I used to work, recently reopened under new
management and a different crew in the kitchen. It starts out within the restaurant, we are just finishing
up the day and I am taking care of tables, cashier and to go orders simultaneously. A full house and I
handle it only as a seasoned professional does.

As the day finishes up and all the guests have left the doors are locked the two new management ask if
I want to see where they expect to expand, I agree as I always like to see progress but first I had a mess
to clean up, as working in a restaurant is most certainly not glamor work. Afterwards I head out to
where they said to meet them, a virtual labyrinth of obstacles, first being an Recreational Vehicle with a
vertical ladder to climb over, a deep ravine to traverse and the return trip. All of that while carrying
what appears to be sticks and play-doh or something. Dreams have a tendency not to make perfect
sense, but what I write here is my memory of it verbatim.

As I headed to the Recreational Vehicle I saw an unfamiliar face and asked if I could help him. He
Responded “ Well I am the new owner of this restaurant and would like to speak with the current
managers.” In Response “Well what are you doing here? Will go and see if I can get them to meet you
out here.” With that I headed to the RV preparing to navigate the labyrinth of obstacles just to get to
this place of expansion. Not to mention it was also suggested that I bring additional items which of
course had to be carried by hand. Upon reaching the RV I started climbing the vertical ladder, looking
back though I saw two girls and smiled at them. Continuing the climb I was able to hear bit&#39;s and pieces
of their conversation, yet the exact words escape me at the moment. Eventually nearing the top they
were far enough away where I can only see them but not hear them.
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It is just a matter of consideration and interpretation. What are your thoughts on how fast time flies, what do you do each day to make the most of the time you have?  &lt;div class=&quot;posterous_quote_citation&quot;&gt;via &lt;a href=&quot;http://ping.fm/&quot;&gt;Ping.fm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://raymondmarr.com/23829816&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7970865669738043715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/07/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7970865669738043715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7970865669738043715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/07/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-392916057898350092</id><published>2010-06-26T04:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T04:02:33.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strangest Hours - Jazz and Chill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&#39;http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-26/kkuowEfumwyrBqpmkJCrtJHqxoexjoAasblEdyvixyBqrkorlAgvvhazvszu/6-25-2010_114224_the_hand.jpg.scaled1000.jpg&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2010-06-26/kkuowEfumwyrBqpmkJCrtJHqxoexjoAasblEdyvixyBqrkorlAgvvhazvszu/6-25-2010_114224_the_hand.jpg.scaled500.jpg&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;647&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It&#39;s the weekend, and what do you do with it, a whole week already passed, another one is yet to begin, here I am still awake at those strange hours, of t1phe late night, with jazz playing on the radio streaming observing as the hours pass, from 12 to 2 onward 3 4 and 5 and I wonder, what people do on such nights? When living the life of what otherwise would be considered a confirmed bachelor&#39;s existence. For lack of a better term or better more endearing term. Or simply because at these hours there are few or now words to use. At such hours I used to spend more time just chatting or really just waiting for those who I knew would be on late at night to come online.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was not much of a existence you could say, since then I figured out it is important to live life beyond just that, there is a whole world outside of the screen. yet for so long in the simplest terms it was what I figured I could do, when the rest of my life is lived about the same as to many others. It is interesting idea you could say - that some would live life inside a computer, other&#39;s not so much. Just words being typed - there not much else to the story I guess - just thoughts running rampant and mind games not being played. Just random thoughts written down - no particular order or design. At least that is how this story is being told for the moment. The last of the late night jazz playing into the night, perhaps it also is a clue that sleep may be in order, thoughts?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/the-strangest-hours-jazz-and-chill&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/392916057898350092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/06/strangest-hours-jazz-and-chill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/392916057898350092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/392916057898350092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/06/strangest-hours-jazz-and-chill.html' title='The Strangest Hours - Jazz and Chill'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-4292589499139152749</id><published>2010-06-26T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T00:57:57.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering the possibilities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taking some time to think about and through some of the other options - used wordpress for a time, but found it to be a bit to limited for my purpose, so for the time being I am working on setting up &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.raymondmarr.com&quot;&gt;www.raymondmarr.com&lt;/a&gt; for something new and exciting so stay tuned to the new and variable experience yet to come about.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/pondering-the-possibilities&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4292589499139152749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/06/pondering-possibilities.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/4292589499139152749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/4292589499139152749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/06/pondering-possibilities.html' title='Pondering the possibilities'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-1345978987135620671</id><published>2010-05-16T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T13:48:33.785-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Disabilities"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Special Needs"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Web Development"/><title type='text'>Developing sites for users with Cognitive disabilities and learning difficulties.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_bookmarklet_entry&quot;&gt; &lt;blockquote class=&quot;posterous_long_quote&quot;&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cognitive impairment, &lt;/strong&gt;which includes memory, perception, problem-solving, conceptualisation and attention deficits. This may result from a range of conditions such as mental retardation, autism, brain injury, Parkinson&#39;s disease, Alzheimer&#39;s disease and old age.&lt;/li&gt;  	&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learning difficulties &lt;/strong&gt;can also affect a variety of memory, perception, problem-solving and conceptualisation skills. Learning difficulties include reading problems such as dyslexia, computational, reasoning and organisational deficits and non-verbal learning disorders. These are sometimes also associated with Attention Deficit Disorder and Hyperactivity. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div class=&quot;posterous_quote_citation&quot;&gt;via &lt;a href=&quot;http://juicystudio.com/article/cognitive-impairment.php&quot;&gt;juicystudio.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Reaching a larger audience is important when developing a site, when I stumbled across this particular one I was delightfully surprised and welcomed the idea that there are those who are taking the time to consider all people not just some people. Those with disabilities certainly have special needs, and what the article mentioned above goes into presents many solid solutions to some of the best techniques in order to do that, to reach a wider audience in the community based ideal such as the Internet is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/developing-sites-for-users-with-cognitive-dis&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1345978987135620671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/05/developing-sites-for-users-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/1345978987135620671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/1345978987135620671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/05/developing-sites-for-users-with.html' title='Developing sites for users with Cognitive disabilities and learning difficulties.'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-8595013660351673704</id><published>2010-05-16T01:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T01:00:05.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[Focus Forward - Live Life Fully in 2008 &amp;amp;amp; Beyond] Living Life - Existing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;&quot;&gt;Dream as if you&#39;ll live forever.&amp;nbsp; Live as if you&#39;ll die today.&amp;nbsp; ~James Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Putting Focus on the Future is often the most difficult step yet also the most necessary of the steps that need to be taken in order to make the quality decision to make that change to progress through the challenges and to make each day, each moment count by making the most of each. In doing that you make the first steps in the new direction.&lt;p /&gt;  To do that is often easier said then done, but it can be done and should be a constant in making a difference a decision that must really be made in order to step up to the plate, to make the most of your efforts and making the progress that is important through the tough times that are often inevitable in the day by day existence.&lt;p /&gt;  The factor that is important to be considered, in making a definitive choice to make the necessary change in order to progress through the challenges of this life. To make a quality decision, with the clear idea of living life fully that is more important then most things. Following the idea, that if you never truly live, and you just let your life pass you by you will miss so much. You only have one opportunity to make the most of this moment and the next and to make a change now to improve the future in leading by example. We as human beings always learn by observing example the factor that aligns with such possibilities. The point being the only way to make a change, is to starting changing what you do to offer a better example, to those who have yet to explore what is beyond the walls of the sheltered existence that is childhood, only seeing their parents as the example.&lt;p /&gt;  To change the next generation then is depending on the example the current generation sets for the children of the next generation yet to experience the world beyond this moment. They are completely dependent, on being taught what should be the future. To do that though is a long and enduring process, and is a matter of rethinking and changing the understanding of the situations by also taking the time to re-educate yourself. To Change Views - is a matter of seeing things differently, of making a slightly different choice of each matter. &lt;p /&gt;  In re-educating yourself to understand things differently and to progress beyond them and through them by researching the possibilities that exist beyond the current scope of vision. That is a part of the full spectrum of color that is often forgotten when the focus is only on the Black and White Aspect of it. We do not live in a Mono Chromatic world, though often it seems that is what is taught to only see red or blue, black or white, to miss the full range of colors and ideas that when seen and understood opens up the eyes and the mind the see more of the existence, more of the story. To stretch the mind just a bit, in helping to realize there is more to learn, and more to offer as an example of the importance of living life fully. &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/focus-forward-live-life-fully-in-2008-andamp&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8595013660351673704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/05/focus-forward-live-life-fully-in-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/8595013660351673704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/8595013660351673704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/05/focus-forward-live-life-fully-in-2008.html' title='[Focus Forward - Live Life Fully in 2008 &amp;amp;amp; Beyond] Living Life - Existing...'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-7598695245951499934</id><published>2010-05-03T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T18:05:35.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>‘Be Kind to Animals Week’ - The Daily Cat #petweek 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_bookmarklet_entry&quot;&gt; &lt;blockquote class=&quot;posterous_long_quote&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teach your children well.&lt;/strong&gt; When kids grow up understanding the worth of the lives of all animals, they are likely to take those values into adulthood and pass them on to their own children. Set up an outdoor bird feeder for birds in the winter. Encourage your children to take responsibility for some aspect of your household pet’s care.&lt;/blockquote&gt;    &lt;div class=&quot;posterous_quote_citation&quot;&gt;via &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thedailycat.com/Behavior/always_be_kind_to_animals/index.html&quot;&gt;thedailycat.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;To play an active role in Pet Week 2010 - becomes important, in order for more to understand what role animals play in life, and how they are sentient beings just as we are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/be-kind-to-animals-week-the-daily-cat-petweek&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7598695245951499934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-kind-to-animals-week-daily-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7598695245951499934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7598695245951499934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-kind-to-animals-week-daily-cat.html' title='‘Be Kind to Animals Week’ - The Daily Cat #petweek 2010'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-6186311005127110210</id><published>2010-03-23T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:05:42.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Possess Hidden Singing Talent?</title><content type='html'>
&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_bookmarklet_entry&quot;&gt; Singing is a form of communication, so even if you feel nervous and are inclined to divert your eyes, try crooning to individual audience members that are really paying attention. Your presentation will likely seem more natural then, with more true feeling. &lt;p&gt;The wonder of opening up who you are and just singing for the sake of it, this article mentions some great aspects and techniques to be able to sing for the fun of it or simply for your health.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/do-you-possess-hidden-singing-talent&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6186311005127110210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-possess-hidden-singing-talent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/6186311005127110210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/6186311005127110210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-possess-hidden-singing-talent.html' title='Do You Possess Hidden Singing Talent?'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-7746157759779769044</id><published>2010-03-04T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T00:39:56.422-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Phone – Pictures of Our Pets via #KnatDeCat</title><content type='html'>
&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_bookmarklet_entry&quot;&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;  						  								&lt;div&gt;  		&lt;p&gt;A Selection of Photos of our Pets – Using a Motorola L7 Slvr, very basic version of pictures of Dogs, Cats and a Couple of Frogs.&lt;/p&gt;  							&lt;/div&gt;  						  	&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the man. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons of the Earth. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;~Chief Seattle of the Suquamish Tribe, letter to President Franklin Pierce&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is mentioned by Chief Seattle, holds true even today, where there is still that connection, the photos below show some of those pets who continue the connection with Earth, Who Offer Love without Condition or Expectation.&lt;/p&gt;    		  		  		 &lt;p&gt;Some Fun Shots of Pets and Pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via web&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/camera-phone-pictures-of-our-pets-via-knatdec&quot;&gt;Knatchwa - Streaming Life&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7746157759779769044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/03/camera-phone-pictures-of-our-pets-via.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7746157759779769044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7746157759779769044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/03/camera-phone-pictures-of-our-pets-via.html' title='Camera Phone – Pictures of Our Pets via #KnatDeCat'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-7747138602176274257</id><published>2010-02-23T14:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T14:15:12.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding bike to Monterey - A Goal Evolving.</title><content type='html'>
&lt;div class=&#39;posterous_autopost&#39;&gt;      &lt;img src=&quot;http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/homeofknatchwa/yM3MjWEIdno3bZTUq4PjlVwCx9uiI9WKWUUQvJ9AA8IKWvh2TmDpCcaXJlZw/13-05-09_1540.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot;/&gt; Damn the rain, sometimes, it can be annoying when you set an objective to ride a bike to Monterey every single Tuesday, except for the fact that, when the goal was set it was not ever considered there might be rain, and yet here we are how many Tuesday&#39;s have passed andn I have not rode simply because rain is falling. Not like the picture of the bike beside this text, weather like that will probably not be seen until Summer, or even perhaps Spring.&lt;p /&gt;  The question seems to be if you make a choice to ride a bike every Tuesday should you ride Rain or Shine or choose a wiser path, where when you ride, you know that from the start to the finish you will be riding with the sun at your back. &lt;p /&gt;  Honestly though for true riding in the rain there are tools that are needed, things like Fenders, like money just in case something goes wrong, things that are important on the off chance that things do not work out as planned. The point being, that it is important to consider the weather and how it will relate to your health. Certainly with the lightweight pants and a light shirt with a jacket that will dry quickly, it could be done, but to do that with what I have now, is an exercise in futility. It does not mean the goal is not being met, it is that the goal is constantly evolving just as we do from one day to the next. &lt;p /&gt;  Considering that as fact is a first step in understanding that goals though often specific can change, as time progresses there is the consistent inconsistency that will result in that particular goal, coming to fruition. Through that a journey will emerge and challenges will be overcome, it is not that I am not fulfilling the goal I am evolving with the goal, and that makes all the difference. &lt;p /&gt;  What do you think? Do goals evolve with you? Should they instead be steadfast and kept to without condition? Or if you do that will you be setting yourself up for failure? Share in the comments. &lt;p style=&quot;font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://posterous.com&quot;&gt;Posted via email&lt;/a&gt;  from &lt;a href=&quot;http://homeofknatchwa.posterous.com/riding-bike-to-monterey-a-goal-evolving&quot;&gt;Home Of Knatchwa - Posterously Speaking&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7747138602176274257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/02/riding-bike-to-monterey-goal-evolving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7747138602176274257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7747138602176274257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/02/riding-bike-to-monterey-goal-evolving.html' title='Riding bike to Monterey - A Goal Evolving.'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-6354800519695834564</id><published>2010-02-15T13:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T04:08:28.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tablet - Dreams, Not Quite In Relation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_autopost&quot;&gt;Just finished one more tablet full of information - the next choice is to go green and electronic or buy more tablets? Thoughts?  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;There are many ways to begin, the first step in any change, is you and  the person in the mirror need to reach a consensus for it. To make that  quality decision to grow, once made simply a matter of follow through in  taking action on the decision. That is unless you like the world how it  is, or instead of putting focus forward, withdrawing into yourself, not  unlike the tortoise and his shell, being blinded by the spectrum of  color that is a part of change, without seeing the infinite potential we  each have within ourselves. In my opinion, few are happy with the way  things are, just decide to remain blind to improvement, by choice or by  attitude. Anything can be improved for the better. It is primarily a  matter of the fear of making waves of being different, to start thinking  for ourselves. Toss the pre conceived notions, the years of  programming, blinded by choice, believing the false idea that you should  just be content, Even if your realize immense potential, moments of  revelation, the possibilities. Why compress ideas of difference, of  revolution if you will. We each can make a difference and often changes  are a necessity don&#39;t you think?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.helium.com/items/1060214-if-you-want-to-make-the-world-a-better-place&quot;&gt; Read More&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6354800519695834564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/6354800519695834564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/6354800519695834564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled.html' title='Tablet - Dreams, Not Quite In Relation.'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-4069676043149980200</id><published>2010-02-04T16:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:19:06.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter to My Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;posterous_autopost&quot;&gt; &lt;style type=&quot;text/css&quot;&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;Certainly life can be complicated, the challenges of the old idea of the past ideals, of a world that only set the prerequisite that you take a job, get married to have your 2.5 kids, buy the house with  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0in;&quot;&gt;the picket fence and live happily ever after. It does not work that way things have changed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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First you see, her when she is being brought to another house towards the end of the block right at the beginning of a mountain trail that traveled downward.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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She is being relocated, to a new house and really, to be taken care of someone else. This person that is to take care of her also has a cat, so the caretaker takes sometime to introduce Daisy to this other cat, slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;
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The factor, in any meeting of two pets is this introductionary process, is taken carefully as there is a tendency for the two to be agressive, as any two pets that have not met previously by instinct since trouble as opposed to care is a constant. The story goes on to speak on what might of been or could of been but far as it goes,the dream seems to end when you awake. To go beyond that though most dreams go beyond sleep and become a storyline, which really this entry is becoming. As a starting point and as a launching pad to bigger and better things. In line with the Paws Not Claws Project, and in line with the increased understanding of dreams and pets.&lt;br /&gt;
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Watch her Youtube Debut;&lt;br /&gt;
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While I was there answered phones and data entry via codes, the name of the company escapes me for the moment. Though I did see some familiar faces and found myself asking if I still worked here for some reason. The one person I remembered tells me &quot;Take Over 20..&quot; a terminal two down from the one I used to work at, so I begin to check out the terminal but moments later they started setting up for a presentation of some sort. I figured that was my clue to get out of there after I looked around briefly and so I did. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Afterward I find myself carrying a backpack that someone held a case of like 24 bottles of water for some reason, with at least four statuettes that had values from 300 to 700 dollars each at market value. For some reason while I was walking I had eaten a sticky chocolate so I could not speak clearly and I was barely walking, as a result of the weight in the backpack. My walk was very different, and slow going. So much in fact, to the untrained eye it seemed I was mobility impaired and with my inability to talk well, it was similar to the way a Austrian conversation may go. Not to dissimilar to the way the California Governor, Arnold Schwarzenegger spoke before he learned to speak english well, no offense intended just an observation. As proof positive some person remarked, &quot;Hurry up, your slowing people down...&quot; referencing my speed of travel. I responded with my tripped out accent, &quot;You don&#39;t like how I walk, to damn bad this is how I am like it or not!&quot; The point was made so there was no further exchange between him and I. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As I continued my walk at that snail pace, I found myself headed towards another familiar place, one that has been mentioned in &lt;a href=&#39;http://raymondmarr.com/?page_id=162&#39; target=&#39;_blank&#39;&gt;previous posts&lt;/a&gt; at the dream sessions and my main site raymondmarr.com, of the neighborhood. This time though it was different, in the sense the same neighborhood, in this dream had been blocked up and taped with red tape. As it was an area controlled by the bloods, a faction of a &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.helium.com/items/1049097-the-case-against-street-gangs&#39; target=&#39;_blank&#39;&gt;larger gang&lt;/a&gt; localised in this specific area. The same area, where &lt;a href=&#39;http://raymondmarr.com/?page_id=162&#39; target=&#39;_blank&#39;&gt;three became one&lt;/a&gt;, and I was nearly killed and nearly escaped. Here I was again, in the same general location, where such things had occured before. I don&#39;t know why though I stepped up and climbed over the fence into that neighborhood, thinking it would lead me where I expected to go the same destination as before. As an addition to that, a large three story victorian home, that was mentioned in a previous news storie or something I don&#39;t remember the exact origination but I know it did seem similar, as if I had seen it somewhere before. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Once over the fence, I took a look around, took the backpack off my back to relocate a particular statuette valued at something in the area of seven hundred dollars, and somehow the guy on the other side picked up on the value and was going to try and take it from me. This first person I saw then asked me &quot;Where you from?&quot; Since I was still not real easy to understand I replied, &quot;Was headed to Kamann, I usually go this way...&quot; and continued by saying, &quot;Just trying to make that money when he asked about the statuette. Fortunately for me one of his homies from across the road stopped the exchange of further words and the attempt at grabbing it by the first person I talked with. Clearly believing there life was worth a color, dressed down to the nines in reds and shades of the same color, men and boys, who were willing to die for a color. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;They were not all bad, as one of them was cool enough to make it clear to his homies, &quot;I&#39;ll take care of it.&quot; Once stated they pulled back and went about their way. After that was all said and done he said a few things to me, warnings that I have heard before about the gang ideals. Such as saying &quot;Don&#39;t look me straight in the eyes because it is like a challenge...&quot; I understood and he continued by saying, &quot;Come over here hang out with me for a minute.&quot; So I did keeping the eyes averted by looking the other way and just talking. It was interesting that I was able to see the back of my shirt, it was red also in some kind of design, the details were not really that clear at least to me in that moment. Still speaking in that odd accent as a result of that chocolate, he only listened until some of his homies came back, apparently he had given them some kind of signal to have me get up and be on my way directing me towards another road to the left of the block and then just keep heading left through what appeared to be a party. Supposedly there was a road, like Kelly Road or something that was that way. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So I followed the directions and walked through the party, stopping only briefly a few times. until I reached what appeared to be a central location where there was a older couple sitting and telling stories while drinking about diverse subjects so I stopped and listened. It was at this moment I see another familiar face, the one of my little brother Paul who is at this party for some reason. While he is having a drink, he starts coughing, as he appears to be choking, not to odd until the solution to the choking is shared with me visually. Two random people from the party once they notice he is choking put a cup to his mouth with no bottom on it and brings out a second cup with what appears to be carbonated water and they hit the bottom of the second cup and the carbonated concoction goes right into my brothers throat, and he is fine after that, though clearly a bit more drunk then it would be expected, he stumbles off after the performance and seems fine after a long burp. When I asked them what they did, they tried to explain it to me, but the odd thing is even though they were talking to me what they were saying was completely incoherent, and the only thing I heard clearly was the story the older couple were telling, as if to say the story is more important then what had occured there. To add to the oddness, after the fact I realized I was wearing no shoes, and really your guess is as good as mine. Because at that point, I awoke, wanting to write this down. It seemed like I felt it important enough to awake and to write even if my eyes did not agree and still felt tired. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class=&#39;zemanta-pixie&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=4301de34-248e-4909-8405-54d59cc32000&#39; class=&#39;zemanta-pixie-img&#39;/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8908476820349502581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreaming-with-twist-of-lime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/8908476820349502581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/8908476820349502581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreaming-with-twist-of-lime.html' title='Dreaming With A Twist of Lime'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-1189077255000304024</id><published>2009-02-28T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:46:10.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interconnected Two Dream - v1 and v2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;Two dreams both very brief by the time frame of the subconscious, truly it is not so fast but it seems to the dreamer that it is a very fast moment. I had two dreams, connected in one way or the other.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;In the first stage of my dream, I find myself in the military just recently enlisted, filling out paperwork in the barracks with my shoes off and on the floor for some reason. Later I go out for a walk, and find something, a sticky ball of some sort that ends up being some kind of potent drug. Later that same evening, while I was resting, the leader of a local drug cartel arrives at the barracks and begins to mess with me, but I don&#39;t just take it I fight back, maybe not as effective as it should be yet it was consistent enough to make a difference. Even while sleeping I was still fighting, it was like I just kept hitting this person, this being in my dream, a leader of a drug cartel. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There is no definite finale, only a dream that seems incomplete. In that I close this session perhaps though it will be continued in later posts at Dream Sessions. So keep checking back or subscribe to the feed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class=&#39;zemanta-pixie&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=2d9ce3d1-4e97-45a0-b14b-2eb5240cf8a1&#39; class=&#39;zemanta-pixie-img&#39;/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1189077255000304024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/interconnected-two-dream-v1-and-v2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/1189077255000304024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/1189077255000304024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/interconnected-two-dream-v1-and-v2.html' title='Interconnected Two Dream - v1 and v2'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-7548808510508459981</id><published>2009-02-27T10:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:58:24.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Sessions - One Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;Two Dreams, and one story, an experience to have an exploration of what is or is not. The first dream stopped before there was to be a battle. Why chose this I don&#39;t know, but perhaps it was for the better as often a battle can throw off the rest of the dream. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The second dream, though is one I can recall better, as it took place in the garage, when Lizz asked if she could help clean it out, as apparently she was getting her own place and was going to use some of the old furniture in her new place. Supposedly she was in a relationship that had become serious enough to warrant moving in together. I responded &quot;Sure could always use some cleaning out.&quot; I left her to it and took a walk. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What was odd on my way back I was overcome with a deep weariness, so much so I had to stop and lay down to rest, for awhile. I have no idea how long it was, as there was no indication of the time I just laid there. When I finally awoke, and continued the walk back to the garage, I was surprised to see the difference from when I left until this moment when I got back. There seemed to be a clear emptiness, as I look around the space, in the sense that most of what was once familiar was no longer in this room that was different, for the better perhaps but different. I also noticed though on the left wall there was a set of three monitors with a larger screen in the center with an abstract image showing as the screen saver that synced over the many systems in this new space, even with the two on the sides being turned off. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I then walked over to the right of this new space that seemed so unfamiliar, there were two other computers turned on and operational. Where I noticed Lizz was chatting it up with some sort of chat client and of course talking dirty or something. I just looked over to her after sitting down and said, &quot;I know you tend to cheat.&quot; she responded &quot;Yeah just keep it between us.&quot; That was pretty much the extent of dialog between us. And really that was also the of this dream session. Stay tuned for some new shit, coming soon. :)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class=&#39;zemanta-pixie&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=4a673bc1-cd80-4f12-8e02-446b59013359&#39; class=&#39;zemanta-pixie-img&#39;/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7548808510508459981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-sessions-one-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7548808510508459981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/7548808510508459981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-sessions-one-story.html' title='Two Sessions - One Story'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-3561336478062491912</id><published>2009-02-26T13:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:58:34.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison &amp;amp; Release</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;A dream that intrigued me where there is a poison that is found, from some sort of beast. that is located roaming a church, where for some reason the Pastor becomes poisoned and is lost from that point. The poison enabling a sort of mind control of the victim. Why after being attacked the pastor disappears or leaves the building. The strange thing it starts in this particular church, at this particular moment in my life, where there seems to be much extra baggage that I must let go of. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There is really not many explanations of the descriptions of either the beast or the pastor, but I figure it is simply because they had no particular role in this dream besides the beast and the pastor leaving the building. Shortly thereafter, I find some pipes that have some sort of magical ability and I was aware of it, as if I was meant to know. Since I was aware I was able to create what appeared to be a seat of some sort, like th back of a horse which I rode like it was just that, considering these were just pipes, not sure what they represented. After I am riding the pipes a church member shows up, an elderly lady, and I ask her &quot;Where can I find a saddle (for my pipe horse)? There was a moment of silence as she pointed me in the direction of the room behind the pulpit, usually where the Priest comes out in traditional services. There on the corner was a great looking saddle placed on the ground in a corner. Seemed a find saddle, leather and solid with everything already setup similarly shown in the &lt;a href=&#39;http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0789493381?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=raydotcom-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=390957&amp;amp;creativeASIN=0789493381&#39;&gt;Complete Horse Riding Manual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width=&#39;1&#39; height=&#39;1&#39; border=&#39;0&#39; style=&#39;border: medium none  ! important; margin: 0px ! important; display: none;&#39; alt=&#39;&#39; src=&#39;http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=raydotcom-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0789493381&#39;/&gt;. So I thanked her and she faded out. Once I put the saddle on the piped horse and rode around the church multiple times for some reason. Shortly afterward I headed to the exit and had to duck as this piped horse was tall and so am I and it was necessary to exit a six foot doorway to get out. Once outside I realized I had only brought one bag, I had left the rest of my baggage somewhere else inside the church. It was like the excessive baggage in my life was left there in a place I was not, at least that is how I interpreted it. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So we were on our way, not exactly sure where to go or why to go there at all, at this point in the outside world, the pipes had become a full out horse, with long brown hair, similar to a Clydesdale distinctly female, definitely feminine. As we rode together, I saw a cafe and figured would stop there, as I looked for a place to tie up the horse I realized, once I was off the horse, looking for a place to tie her up so I could go inside, this horse became a beautiful girl, quite stunningly attired in sort of a school girl uniform and she offered to buy me a coffee there, at the shop. For some reason though we ended up crawling through a low lying bush. Since it was so low we had to crawl to get through. During this time as we progressed beneath this plant, her skirt became hiked up, at which point I saw she was wearing nothing beneath it. I smiled and said something to the effect &quot;I like it that way..&quot; and smacked her bare bottom once and continued by saying &quot;I rather she is a clydesdale, when in horse form.&quot; she only smiled warmly in response.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Eventually we escaped the low lying bush and she fixed her skirt and we walked hand in hand into the cafe. It was at this point I awoke and so I wonder what was to happen next, well stay tuned for the next dream session will hopefully shed some light on the story or continue it at a later time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class=&#39;zemanta-pixie&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=9cf2c73e-ff86-4cea-9194-8c80ca259ebb&#39; class=&#39;zemanta-pixie-img&#39;/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3561336478062491912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/poison-release.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/3561336478062491912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/3561336478062491912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/poison-release.html' title='Poison &amp;amp; Release'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577428779392402671.post-9209515254899298938</id><published>2009-02-23T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:03:59.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do dreams Mean?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns=&#39;http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml&#39;&gt;When I considered this recent addition to the mix, to the process of understanding dreams I find it interesting that the 12p news actually had a story on it. And I realized that I had stumbled onto a subject that has great depth. The process of understanding dreams, as it shows in previous posts, is simply, to take the time to consciously decide, you want to remember that dream, to awake in the morning and before you are fully awake you take the time to either transcribe it or write down keywords or if you are able to write down the whole dream.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The benefit of using keywords make it easier to recall the content, and to format the story itself when you write it out later on that day. It is not to say that it is necessary to build it up, but at the very least, by expanding it you can gain a better full understanding of what is offered.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The power of dreams should never be underestimated and to grasp them and understand them, is a big step in the right direction. My objective with dreamsessions is exactly that and continues to be from this point onward, so take a look at some of the earlier entries, and explore the wonders of dreams.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class=&#39;zemanta-pixie&#39;&gt;&lt;img src=&#39;http://img.zemanta.com/pixy.gif?x-id=81a0376f-8477-4e30-8efa-7540b4f05099&#39; class=&#39;zemanta-pixie-img&#39;/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;Thank for Exploring Dream Sessions with Me, Share it.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/9209515254899298938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-do-dreams-mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/9209515254899298938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577428779392402671/posts/default/9209515254899298938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsessions.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-do-dreams-mean.html' title='What do dreams Mean?'/><author><name>Knatchwa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07796560630834377585</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>