A bunch of penguins and their little penguin ducklings had been abandoned in the east bay on this construction site. They were all sitting on a dump truck and being dumped out onto the ground. Jocelyn and Michaela and I were working on rescuing them. In order to do this we had to spray down the inside of our car with a squeeze bottle full of water to make it hospitable for the penguins and then load not more than 3-5 in the car and drive them across the Bay Bridge, across the city to Ocean Beach or Baker Beach and let them go. It was a tidious job and we were trying to do it before traffic got thick.
Somewhere in the same dream I was out on this giant two story floating cube in the water with Adam Apollo and Tim Rice. We were gonna have a mens group on it but it was just the three of us. Tim started telling me about a dream/vision that he had had and I was transported into it. He (and I) was flying in space thru this huge field of points of light geometrically placed in a massive shape.
At another point in the dream I was in a bookstore, which was also an airport lobby. Michaelangelo (my friend not the historical figure) was contact juggling and reciting spontaneous improv poetic stories. Everyone in the bookstore/airport was captified by his stories. I was juggling behind him but kept dropping the balls and eventually gave up and just listened to him.
The last tidbit was a bunch of us trying to take a group photo on this very steep watershed. I think we were trying to protect this creek in a steep valley and somehow taking a group picture would help. There were many of us there but the faces I remember were An Ka, Adam Apollo and Natalia Price. I was driving a truck with to get a bunch of people there.
