August 29, 2018
Last night I had a bizarre dream. I find myself in what appears to be a stairwell of a building possibly leading to a mechanical area. The way the stairwell is structured it is very complex. It reminds me of the skeleton of Arc de Triomphe. I am chasing an entity. It is elusive. It is a part of me that hides itself from me. It passes in flashes of light. This is an internal struggle where I alone can reconcile with this force within me. I must find the flash of light and confront it, unite with it and harness it. I must tame the beast. I can see it zipping past me in the corners of my vision.
I decide on a strategy. I scale the stairs to the top where there is a meeting hall with two separate, distinct and rectangular tables in the center. People come here to resolve issues. As the attendants walk in they take their seats. There are two balcony rows above the area where the tables are where spectators can come and gather to view the discussions. I sit at one of the tables and wait for everyone else to sit at either of the available tables. I observe who is on which side. Nancy Polossi walks in and sits at the opposing table. I am thrilled to see her but she does not say hello. She appears unfriendly and cold. This angers me as I notice people here are not in good spirits with one another. Since I am in charge of this space and this meeting that I’ve convened, I ask them to all stand and file themselves by their respective ages. Not wanting to come together all the participants scatter to the balconies. They don’t seem to want to follow instructions. I tell them they must accept the the terms or they cannot rejoin the table. I give them instructions on how to pair up one junior member and one senior member. The senior members must tutor the junior members and the junior members must assist with the responsibilities of the senior members. The senior members must learn to be like junior members in there curiosity and innocence for life. Every week when we gather going forward we will conduct this exercise and in time we will learn to work together. Still reluctant and dismissive of my demands. I sit back down in the center. The two tables are now one large circular table. As I sit the table becomes a pure white being. I begin talking with The Table Entity. We are as old friends so happy to be reunited. I decide to take a picture of us to send it to the members. The members are now calling me on the phone wanting to join the congregation. I can see them in the balconies having done a 180 in their attitude. They in return show me their painted faces and celebration outfits. Everyone is dressed up beautifully like the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence.
~~~~~ DREAM ENDS
Curiously as I was journalling the dream not knowing where it was going or how it would unfold one of the things that struck me was the focal point of The Table(s). I attend a church called the Table Church. I really liked the way it became an entity unto itself. I assume this entity is what I was seeking to find and reconcile with. I also thought it humorous that those things that keep the table separate and in conflict turned out to the the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgences. I also love the ending where we could come together and poke fun at ourselves be happy festive and reunited as one Table Entity. Is this the way God would want it? I think so.