I dreamt of a goddess place, like a nightclub but for the day or night, where people went to dance.
It was confusing because it was big and dark, and I lost the people I went in with. Cell phones didn’t work right.
I held a rattle, an orange plastic egg with beads in it, and a strange man gave me tips for how to use it better, for better rhythm. There was drumming. The strange man demonstrated, dancing. I asked him if the rattles loved each other. He thought I should use two.
The goddesses, reservations, magazines. Meeting new people, confusion about objects, who the objects belonged to.
I woke up trying to plan how to improve the place, then realized it was a dream and I didn’t need to do anything but wake up.
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What a relief to wake up and realize you don't have to work to fix something. Sounds like a good sort of way to wake up to me. 🙂