Doom Dreams

[Drunk Monk]

Well, if you would just get out of your knickers once in a while...

Last time you said that, things didn't go well...

I'm back in class with Sifu Lam. It's in a large gym somewhere and there's maybe 30 people there, including the cfs (we nod to each other but don't talk). Everyone is free practicing and I start doing some Sun Style Tai Chi but get a little flustered after a few moves because I don't do it anymore and don't remember. Sifu asks me how I'm doing and I tell him I've let go of this form. He smiles and moves on to other students. I remember past where I was stuck but then move to Xingyi. A student I don't know tells me that he's seen Xingyi done really hard and he didn't approve. I tell him it is for hitting people and pontificate that internal style doesn't necessarily mean 'soft' - that's more of a translation issue with the word 'song'. I start to feel bad because the class is grouping to do Xingyi in another room, and I decide to follow. Sifu is leading line drills and it's some absurd movement that I've never seen associated with Xingyi. I make a questioning face at Sifu like 'what the heck is this?' and he shoots back an impish grin. 

I'm certain this dream came from sitonmyfacebook where Lynn tried to get me to like her Mulan Challenge a few days ago. I also read her statement that she claims her Simu title and is striving to preserve the memory of Sifu. That's hard to take having been witness to their marital fights and remembering how ugly their divorce got. She burned any bridges she had with me when she blocked the cover story I was doing on Sifu for KFTC. I forgave her for that long ago because it unintentionally freed me of filial obligations, but I don't support her. 

I'm still confused about the Rollin Hand dream though. That one I can't psychoanalyze at all.