I remember I was sick in this dream but do not remember what was wrong with me. I do remember that my husband and I were preparing tea in order to do a tea leaf reading to cure me.
I dreamed I bought a new house. The former owned was a priest and only after buying the house I found out that the priest was crazy. There was a ghostly wolf pack in the basement of this house, but one of the wolves was not a ghost but alive, and I adopted this wolf. I was having a conversation with the crazy priest at the church when I noticed a bunch of kids huddled together. I had the sense that the crazy priest was not welcome there any more.