The last meditation session highlighted a tension in the chest area. Meditated before bed, trying to heal it. There were friends, who wanted to help, but there was someone continuously shooing them away. He was frustrated of being left alone. Had him tell his story.
Realized that I actually don't have any friends. There are a lot of acquaintances, but no friends. So far I had called many of them friends, without really thinking about it. Maybe I've misunderstood the feeling of friendship? It kind of hurt, how true the story was. However, on the other hand, there are no bonds and it's easier to become detached. This sort of detachment and loneliness powers the urge and curiosity to venture beyond the limits.
Had an interesting dream last night. Some acquaintances were hanging around with me. We went on a village swing. At first, I put a lot of force and effort into making it swing. Well, it swung with a great amplitude, but it wasn't right. The feeling of flying was missing. Reduced the amplitude and had it swing soft and gentle. Without effort, we started floating in the air.
They have built a new road at the side of the channel. Took the path to work. There was no one else on the road, with the exception of a lot of lovely trees around the road. For the first time, I noticed the sign: "Alley of Friendship".
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