Very little. 

I sleep.  I dream. 

Many times I remember my dreams, sometimes, I don't. 

Even my so-called lucid dreams are just reflections of MY subconscious and MY unconscious.  The humyn brain is too complex for MY little tip of the iceberg consciousness to comprehend intact, so when I sleep the other chemical functions of my brain take over and help me through the night.  I don't believe anything metaphysical is happening.

I don't think neuroscientists are any closer than New-agers in figuring out how and why we dream just because they currently have enough science to map the dreaming parts of the brain.  The Yogi Knockyayonder and Joseph Campbell might both be right and WE ALL might be dreaming together in OUR collective unconscious, or everything could very well be disconnected the way it seems to most people.

I don't need to answer these questions which are currently still questions of belief -- on both sides -- and not questions of fact.  I only need to be certain that MY waking time is spent in as gently and compassionately and lovingly as possible.

What other people think of me is none of my business.  ALL of MY thoughts about Others reflect MY viewpoints, prejudices, and opinions and have nothing to do with anyone else.

ALL unsolicited advice is egotism.

I would actually have written ALL advice is egotism, but like Gandhi with the sugar-thing, I sometimes still give advice when something specific is asked of ME.  I ALWAYS regret giving advice -- even when people explicitly solicit an answer from me, but telling and solving, instead of asking and helping, are so ingrained in me that I sometimes still screw up and give advice.

I am working ALL OUT on the advice-giving thingy!

Peace and conscience through cooperation and consensus.  But I also got to go with Ted: Life, love, family and community.

How to love more and treat Others better.  How to bring cooperation, consensus, and peace to every moment of MY life.  How to remain fully present for myself and for Others at all times.

Friday night, MY wife Amanda and I tried out OUR "new," local, Mexican restaurant; it was run by three Chinese guys and memorably horrible.  Not even good enough for a college town.  I wonder how they stay in business.  The restaurant must be a cover for some kind of smuggling, or gambling operation.  Whatever it is, it ain't food-related.