I was out at a cabin in the woods, far from work or home.  There was a group of young girls staying there.  The cabin was owned by an old woman with white hair.  We were nearing the end of our stay and having to return home and to work.  I was standing in the kitchen with the woman and she was telling me that I could come back anytime I wanted.  I didn’t need to worry that her door wasn’t open, so I was thinking about how I could work and return to the cabin to enjoy myself.

There were these two friends who were really close.  They shared everything together: they’re thoughts, they’re feelings, they’re desires and their dislikes and loves.  They were young, maybe late teens/early twenties.  At some point they needed to part ways and go on separate journeys which they did for probably almost two years.  When they finally came back together, there was a difference in them.  Their relationship had a difference in it that was missing some element of intimacy.  One had started smoking.  The other had taken to drinking but was now on the wagon.  Their clothing was different and their facial expressions bore the weight of the witness.

I was in the gathering hall at Still Meadow with a large group of people.  There were two circles of people in the room and Jan was doing a teaching on some sort of rebirthing technique from the center of the circles where everyone could see her.  The outer circle was made up of people that I had taken the Level II training with.  The energy of that circle was refined, contemplative, grounded and mature.  The inner circle was made up of people that came from different cultures.  There were some in regular clothing, but a couple of other that stood out because their bodies and faces were painted, wearing minimal clothing, wearing exotic masks, and looked like they may have been wearing traditional ceremonial acoutrement.  The energy of this circle was vibrant, immature, seeking and a little chaotic.  We were all watching Jan in the center of the circle.  She was attached to large mesh material that reminded me of nylons.  The fabric was huge and was stretched over two U shaped poles to create a sort of tent and she was inside of it.  She demonstrated emerging from a journey where she was doing some sort of rebirthing from old ways.  She came out of a hole in the side of teh fabric and as she did, the fabric removed itself from the poles that were supporting it and started to disappear.  Her head emerged and the fabric broke from it.  Then here torso broke from the fabric.  Eventually the poles collapsed on themselves and the fabric completely disappeared revealing a whole and perfect Jan.