the night before last, after going to the meditation seminar with Rajshree Patel:

I am at the course. We all have our cloths and flowers and are gathered outside the church, maybe in a cemetery. Rajshree is there. There are more people than I expected. Perhaps I'm not sure if they wanted me to come. There is something she said to me I can't remember.

last night:

I see Rajshree again but she looks different and she is walking down stairs like the stairs of the apartment on cambridge street before the hess station where the young guy and the old guys hang out on the stoop...she is chanting and saying hare krishnas and other mantras out loud, some that i thought weren't supposed to be spoken.