Metrics

There are two sets of numbers that I must check every day if I'm going to be balanced and healthy in the material realm.

One is my weight. I know mileage varies considerably in this area, but for me it is too easy to go into denial about the state of my body if I don't look at that number every day.

The second is my online ledger for my checking account. If I don't make sure every morning that each transaction is also entered into my Palm, where I keep my take-it-with-me register, it's all too easy to skip recording something -- sometimes a big something -- and end up in trouble financially.

I hate looking at those numbers. It's often painful.

But the feeling of relaxation and confidence I have after I look just can't be beat.

A Different Kind of Boundary Dream

Had an interesting mixture of dreams last night, with family, job, and various manifestations of schools appearing.

But the key image was of coming into my house (the dream version, not what my own house actually looks like) and moving through it to a side entry where an outer door opened onto a small screened porch, from which a screen door led into the interior of the house.

I checked the outer door, found the lock not in the best condition, but felt okay about it. I made sure it was locked, and then moved on into a very clean and spacious room, looking out the windows into the neighborhood beyond, where there was traffic passing.

Most of the time when I dream about windows and doors -- at least the times when they have significance -- I am fiercely defending my borders from attack.

The last time I dreamed about doors, it was in a dream where queenofhalves and _storyteller_ defended those borders on my behalf. Last night, I checked my border, found it in reasonable working order, and there was no perception of threat at all.

I consider these last two dreams an indication of some serious internal progress.