I Dreamed A Double Dream
Dear fortunetellers, soothsayers, astrologers– both Western and Vedic practitioners– and those who just infer that something is written in the stars, I have a very important case for you. First dream last night: I came back to St. Paul all-perky, and randomly all my high school teachers were persistently convincing me to become a… PRIEST. Is that normal? Me? A priest? Curse the Vatican now.
I’m not being blasphemous here, I love the priests and appreciate their devotion, dedication and endurance over pontifical practices like, say, celibacy. (Besides, I’m a prodigal non-practicing Catholic; I don’t believe in some rituals anymore like baptism and confession and hearing mass. Although, I believe that faith will save us. Not religion. There’s a difference. I can recite John 3:16 for you.) But has my being jobless led my subconscious to finally ponder over being a, gulp, priest? Am I being given a message from God that maybe, just maybe, I am better off as a preacher of the Good News, cos media always tend to deliver, err, bad news? That was a joke. But I hope you get my akin Joseph “the 11th and favorite son of Jacob” nocturnal experiences.
So you stargazers out there, is that normal?
Which brings us to my second dream in the same night: I dreamt that I was retelling my first dream inside a car with my orgmate, Ana Tan. (Like what I would do after waking up, I instantly chuckled over the idea.) Is that normal? In my subconscious, I am conscious that I was in a previous subconscious state of mind and so I narrate the whole subconscious story in a seemingly conscious situation. The verisimilitude was so high I thought Ana was real. I need guidance.