A little bit of background for this dream… a week or two ago, I had emailed our priest with a suggestion. Every Wednesday, we have a healing service at church. I suggested that we have some kind of diversity service one Wednesday a month in an attempt to help heal the racial, gender, sexual or other divisions that impact our community. He hasn’t answered me at this point.
So this dream… I showed up one Wednesday night, and although there had been no “diversity” service planned, the church was half full, and it was a mixture of all races. It was lovely. I was sitting sideways in the front of the church, behind four black ladies that (in my dream) I knew from Toastmasters although I didn’t know them in real life.
It was a beautiful service and we had a wonderful time, and talked about how to keep the momentum going in weeks to come.
After a few weeks, I went to visit another church and was talking to the priest, who was apparently a friend of mine. I was sitting in his office with my aunt Judy who passed away years ago. The priest was going to put some books in a garage sale, and she was saying that she wanted the books to answer questions she had. She was arguing, although I don’t quite remember the details. I think she had first indicated that she wanted to buy the books, but then she said that she couldn’t afford them. I was planing to buy them for her, but she didn’t seem to want that either. I said that I was sure she could find a way to buy them if she really wanted them – that she could come up with a quarter to offer to the priest. She wouldn’t say she wanted them though, so I asked Dylan to go put them away. She was still sitting there with several pages of questions, and I laughed and said, “At least now you know all my lists and questions run in the family!”
As we were getting ready to leave, we were walking across a basketball court. I asked Dylan if he would go to a flea market and look for something (maybe more books?) and he refused. He said he had agreed to put the books away, but that was all. I couldn’t blame him but was a little disappointed.