No photo tonight. My friend J was over for dinner. It was nice to see him. I usually see him with my good friend D, his boyfriend, but D's in NYC, so it was just us and my son. (My daughter's at sleep-away camp for the week.) He needs help with his business, and thanks to my networking, I knew just the people to hook him up with. We set up a meeting with them. I'll be there for the first 5 minutes, make the intros, then go about my business smugly satisfied that my good deed for the week is complete. I had the most interesting meditation session this morning. I was in a cabin in the woods. A very nice, happy place. Two people, a man and a woman came to me. I didn't know who they were at first. Then I realized they were aspects of myself that I didn't need any more....I thanked them, hugged them, and they left. I know exactly what they were. I'm too sleepy to write coherently about it, but I'll try. A woman recently told me, "Next time, you get to be the woman in the relationship." I know what she means. I know that the next relationship(s) will be with men who like to assume the protector (not controller) role, and let me just be the nurturer. I've played both roles my whole life. As a child, I didn't know I had a choice, and practically speaking, once I was married, I didn't have a choice (though the choice to stay was mine, of course.) Actually, I didn't know any other way. S was the first person to give me a glimpse of what it felt like. My car broke down on a mountain road. While we waited for a tow-truck, he insisted on hanging a hammock so he could stash me comfortably away while he climbed some nearby rock faces in peace. Honestly, it was the nicest thing a man had done for me in seeing to my physical comfort for at least 20 years. Even though I didn't always care for how he interacted with me, (which caused some conflict, as he didn't care for how I interacted with him) I'd already pre-forgiven him for almost anything he might do for that act alone. He'd have to work pretty hard to make me not like him. (I like a lot of other things about him too.) So thanks for that S. It's one of my favorite recent memories.