Here is this morning’s dream.

The dream opens with me visiting a very busy unknown general practitioner doctors surgery. I go up to a receptionist and ask for an appointment. The receptionist gives me an appointment. I go outside onto a small verge outside the surgery to take a ‘phone call. I have both ‘phones, the wife’s and mine. I go back inside and the time for the appointment has passed. The doctors are getting together for a practice lunchtime meeting. I show one of the doctors my right wrist and one can see the flesh translucent red around a glowing inner bone structure. She says that I should come back after lunch because she wants to look at my wrist.

I go home for lunch. In the dream I know that our lives and our situation here are quite precarious. It is a reminder to take nothing for granted. Our welcome could change easily. It is a reminder to stay humble and harmless. Again it is a reminder to appreciate everything and take nothing for granted, to have no sense of entitlement whatsoever.

I go home for lunch and the wife wants to know what is going on. I tell her that I have another appointment and that it looked like the practice was having a big conflab about the future. I go back to the doctors and the female doctor from before ushers me into her office. She asks me how long my wrist has been like this quasi-transparent anatomical. How long have I been able to see the bones. I say that it is only recent and it came after a stumble or fall. The reason I came to visit is because it did not pass of its own right.

She is curious and hands me a piece of paper with the Virgo symbol on.

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The piece of paper is by way of a prescription and I must use it.

I leave the office and walk around to some renovated ruins of a castle keep. Outside the keep but within the castle walls is a small walled are with a lattice work of stones on the ground. Out of these grass is growing. I can see the modern day use as an occasional car park. I can also see the mediaeval use where the walled area was partially grassed over. There are horses there, which are cared for and fed. There are bales of hay and in one corner a shit heap for the waste. I can see the two periods early medieval and modern day co-existing. I can smell the smoke from woodfires from the 12^th century.

The dream reiterates not to take anything for granted and it reminds me to look at harmlessness. That I can simply be too much for people.

The dream ends.