(Entered in paper journal at 4:43 PM at Starbucks on 38th Street and Park Avenue in Manhattan.)
Dream 1
I was in forest with some friends. I held my hand out when I saw a deep blue blue jay fly near. It landed on my hand. Something about it made me fear it was diseased. It made a rattling call.
My friends were amazed that I had attracted the bird. I "taught" them how to call birds. One of my friends stood right before a raptor and made a call. All the time I was trying to remember what the right call was for a blue jay.
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