A beautiful spider in the new house. You don't want to kill it.

Combination pictures of the empty lot with just the door of the Christian school on Prairie in Lawndale after it was torn down (where a police officer was ambushed and killed picking up his child) and the field at the Little Bighorn where I couldn't see the gravestones even though my family could on our family vacation Dad took us on when I was 20.

Snakes everywhere you try to put your foot down. In a later dream they surround a mesa.

Lying on the beach meditating in cold early March, I saw Easter Island figures in the sky near the Manhattan Beach pier. In a dream I ended up in a hospital and ran away and there were racks of surfer wetsuits hanging there that horrified me. Another dream there was a shoe on the table by the door.

Soldier grabbing you back from a slippery balcony.

Greens and blues. Our Lady's footprints in the dry lake bed.