A small seaside community and a two-car train that makes fun rides all around the area - these are my first images remembered from last night's dream. I am riding this train almost daily, just for the fun of it. One junction is staffed by a young woman with long dark blond hair. She always laughs and waves to us as she goes around checking switches and rails.
This train makes its way around the cove and takes on more passengers. There's a party atmosphere on the train, we're all laughing and introducing ourselves to each other. I meet a couple of oriental men, and as we talk, I find that they are Buddhist monks, and we fall into a lively spiritual discussion.
I do not know at which point the train changes into a huge open space, like a hotel lobby, but I gradually become aware that this change has taken place. There are many couples there, wandering around, obviously very much in love. In fact, as the great hall continues to evolve, I see that it is now filled with deep couches of white and red upholstery, heart-shaped cushions, soft recessed lights and - I laugh! - pole dancing equipment. Discreet wait staff moves quietly among the couples with drinks and trays of food. Some cuddle on these couches, while others are engaged in games of tag. Many agile ladies leap onto the poles and teasingly stay just out of reach of their partners.
The two oriental men and I walk through, trying to find out just exactly what we're doing here. Eventually, we briefly part company and when I see the men again, they are excitedly bringing me a couple, who, they say, need to get married. I recognize the young woman who works on the railroad and we enthusiastically hug in recognition. I'm suddenly all business, and ask for the marriage license, which they provide for me instantly. It's not surprise that I also have the wedding registry with me, and all five of us go into a small room that's all set up for a wedding, which I conduct effortlessly. The two monks stand on either side of me.
I instruct the couple to have a long and happy life together, and to start that off with a honeymoon in this best place possible, to enjoy themselves to the fullest! It's only when I find myself alone in the room that I realize I haven't been paid for my services, and immediately go to find the monks, who at that moment, are looking for me. They now need me for a prosperity ceremony, which I gladly participate in. They are both now dressed in red robes with white silk scarves about their necks, and the ceremony includes opening of an ornate box. At first I try to keep up with the chant, but realize that I do not know it, and provide a constant bass drone instead. They open the box, containing many gold coins, and cover it with another white silk scarf, then feed each other (and me) with almonds from another dish.
This being over, I ask about my fee, and they look at me as they don't understand what I'm talking about. I realize that this is a foreign concept to them, and also that as long as we stay here, we will be paid in a thousand different ways that wouldn't involve money.
I walk out and see this wonderful place of Love with new eyes. This is my new place of employment and home. I happily wander through the hall filled with romping couples, already seeing those who will need my services lining up. Somewhere in the back of my mind I remember that it's still Valentine's night...
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