I’m outside a large house on big grounds getting ready for some sort of ceremony. I was given a canupa that had not been smoked before to smoke. I carry it over to a place outside and sit down and Robert is there sitting on a felled tree base. I look into the bowl and there’s a plug in it that I’m ready to take out and smoke and someone asks me to help them do something so I ask Robert if he would hold the canupa for me. He agrees and I hand it to him and walk toward the house. Things get fuzzy after that.

Looking inquisiteively at the bowl and seeing the plug in it. I’m preparing for something.

As usual I’m called away from the task at hand to do another task, adding onto the list of things that need to be done.

I’m standing in house. There are a number of people there. I think I’m near a pool table and standing to my left is John. Another man is standing to my right. John isn’t looking right tho he looks about 30 years younger. He shrinks down to the floor. I ask him if I can do some healing work for him and he agrees.

Concerned

I’m sitting a dining room table and Ralph is sitting across from me. He’s holding a chrome-plated butterfly knife and he’s twirling it in his hand. He’s very adept at this which baffles me. I’m holding two desk of old cards and I’m shuffling them. Gil is standing to my right between Ralph and I, and we’re chatting. I look directly to my right at a doorway to a kitchen. John and Ron are in there talking and coming toward me. I continue shuffling.

Odd, really not sure about this one as it doesn’t make sense. Ralph with the knife is incongruent.