Parking Lot Meeting

In last night's dream I was walking from a large building to my car in a huge parking lot like at an arena. I had just been at some sort of conference that I some-what enjoyed. I agreed with some of what was said but not everything. (I think this has to do with what was mentioned on SWRC radio's show yesterday about an upcoming conference called "The Future Conference" somewhere in an M state... can't remember which. Tom Horn was on the program yesterday and though he was interesting, I had a hard time with some of stuff he talked about.)
So as I was walking to my car, I was thinking through all that had been said.
I got a few steps from my car and saw 6 or 7 Jehovah's Witnesses walking to their car. They were talking about eschatology and I caught the sentence, "Well, we have 7 more years." I spoke out, "You mean 4." That was an open invitation for them to start talking to me about their Watchtower pamphlets. They started handing me the little booklets and the thicker one that says, "What The Bible Really Says". I told them I already had all of their stuff. (I've taken a copy from any of them that offer it to me. I read it once, and now I throw them away.)
Well, then they asked if they could pray with me. "Sure," I said. We sat in a circle on a tuft of grass in a section of the parking lot. It was me, then to my left, a girl, then a teen boy, then a woman, and another woman, and a man, then another woman or two, back to me. The teen boy started the prayer... I thought about how many people had to pray before I got a turn. But as he started his prayer he said, "Thank you God for all these sexabilities..." The word that should have fit was "possibilities", but because he said it all wrong my mind picked up on it being a dream, and I woke up.

I haven't had any interactions with JWs recently, so who knows where that came from, but the rest seems pretty straight forward. Well, other than the word "sexabilities".

BFF in Class, and Katie Perry Land

I enjoyed last night's dream. It was one of those where you feel like you're really with the person, and then it turned into one of those that was like Disneyland. So all in all a great sleep.

The beginning was in a class room setting... this time with tables, not desks. I was near the front of the room and to the right. I had to change seats for some reason. As the class was filing in and the (female) teacher was talking about something, I got up and went to a room across our room to the left. I didn't walk through a hall, just through a door into the next classroom. In there was my very best friend from elementary and high-school, Vanessa. (I will be visiting her in just a couple of weeks, so she has been on my mind.) She had a small file box (note card size) in her hand and was thumbing through it. I walked over to her near the far left back of the room by a counter top. She presented the purple file box. After she opened it, she began reading off a little questionnaire/game that she had made with Trivia questions about her brother Nathan. Then she showed me other sections that included a play list of all our favorite songs from back in the day, and images from our past, movies, etc. It was an amazing compilation she had put together. I even commented that I had made a play list that wasn't half as good. She had dug deep into "b-sides" so-to-speak, not just taken the obvious songs. I was very happy to be able to reminisce with her. Then the teacher for her class came in and noticed me in that back. She gave me a bad look because I wasn't supposed to be in there, so I walked back across the room and into my class.

The dream changed and I was on a ride at an amusement park. The ride was just like the old ride at Disney land called "Rocket Rods". (The one that took over the monorail track back in the 90's.) Instead of being rockets the ride was convertible cars that looked like rounded cartoon 50's cars. They were covered with rainbow, star, cloud, and candy stickers. The car ahead of me was baby blue and held two middle aged men who were enjoying the ride very much. The music that played was Katie Perry's "Firework". (I heard the song yesterday when I was out with my niece. It was playing in a pale lemon yellow convertible that was driving in front of us.) The park around the ride looked like candy land. (Very Katie Perry.)

It was a very fun dream, despite the bad looks from the teacher.
I'm wondering if I should make a little file box of memories for my visit with Vanessa... or perhaps she will. :-)

Missing Quiz

a night full of dreams last night... all fairly random.
I don't remember any of the first ones hardly at all... other than one dealt with children... but I do remember the last one...

I was taking a quiz with a bunch of other people all sitting in small elementary school desks. The quiz was about Islam. (We have been doing this on Wednesday night church during a series about the differences and similarities of Islam and Christianity.) In the dream the quiz was much more elaborate, like a term paper, and I could not find my paper for that day. I kept flipping through my other papers from previous days, but could not find the one for that session. My pastor's oldest son was sitting beside me. I got up to look in another room. We were in a house with shag carpet. There was wood paneling on the walls and just a very 70's vibe all around. When I came back in the testing room my dad was on the big screen larger than life as a sort of background to the other imagery that was going across the screen. ...and I was naked. I told Tyler, "that's my dad," as I pointed to his image on the screen. I pointed like 3 or 4 times because he didn't seem to see.
That was the extent of that dream.

Again with the nakedness.... again with the lack of preparedness... geez... what am I not getting?