Let's see if I can recall any of my dreams from last night. All I have are some snapshots, and I do not know if they all are portions of a single dream or different ones:
1. I am having a Red Tent meeting, and it's not going well. Very few people are there (about 4 in all), although I am surprised to see someone I've been longing to meet for a long time (Maya). I'm also surprised to see some guys there. We are in a large, well-furnished room and at least three are comfortably lounging on the floor, which is nicely carpeted. I am feeling very disappointed and discouraged.
2. I am with some young children and we're walking into a church. It looks like a southern baptist church with many black people. We stop at the doors and a whole lot of people come in behind us very quickly. It takes me a minute to recognize that we're holding up a procession, and I hurriedly move the children aside to let the others through. All the time I'm chattering about something quite inappropriate, catch myself, and stop. As I look around me again, I realize that I simply cannot go into the sanctuary, but I know I still need to be there.
3. I am now walking into a different apartment that is very sparsely furnished, but neat. I have a feeling that I'm to meet someone there. I hear voices from behind a certain door, and stand aside as it opens. A young man walks in and I realize that he's been in the basement. He has an armload of laundry with him and looks enough like my son that I say "Oh, hi Pete - no you're not Pete". We both giggle, and I hear another person coming up the stairs. "Yes, now *you're* Pete", I say as another young man comes through the door. He smiles broadly and greets me with a hearty, "Hi, Mama", and dumps his laundry on a table before going to hug me.
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I'm sure the horrible day I had yesterday had something to do with the first two dreams, just my subconscious doing some house-cleaning - lol!
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