rantajar

First

I'm walking with a very enlightened master and a student of his. He is not really teaching, we are just chatting about different methodologies of enlightenment and the role of the teacher in them. I seem to know who he is and he refers to a few other teachers I should know.

We stop is a park. There is a structure for children to climb we get on to of that and sit for a while. The other student is talking with the teacher and I'm listening to her questions. A dog appears below us and tries to scare me by attacking my feet. It doesn't seem to want to fight, so I think it's scared and let it be. It goes around to the other side of the structure and doesn't attack me anymore. The master and the student are watching and comment something.

Second

We are home now and the dog is with us. I arrange a fenced area for it, so that it doesn't bite anyone. I give it a pillow some other stuff. It's my dog now.