I dreamt of imagining a book with a periwinkle cover filled abundantly with knowledge, only to be consumed by the unexpected appearance of Mata Hari...
My friend came to me in a dream and told me; “we may need a hero”, “i need to get a new job”, “dreams ruin meditation”. And then my Mom and I started...
I had a dream in which I commanded someone’s attention for a moment. They were the one in a hallway. It was a woman. When I got their attention the dream was over so I don’t know what happened then.