Every once in awhile I have dreams that are so interesting that I wonder if they might be from God. Here's one from last night that that I not sure how to interpret. There are some obvious symbols in there but I don't quite know how to piece it all together, if that's even possible.
I had a dream last night that I was in a large city in South Africa. I was there on some trip and was staying in a fancy hotel. In my touring I came upon a begging woman. She had black sunken eyes and that what she really wanted was water so that she could nurse her baby. I tried to bring her water from my hotel room in a dixie cup but spilled the water before I got to her. Then I talked to the front desk woman about buying some water. She let me fill a dixie cup with milk but I spilled that as well. Why I was trying to get her something to drink her baby died. After this happened I went with her to see her home. She lived in squaller. I met her husband. She explained that her room did have a tap but that her landlord wouldn't turn them on unless he had financial incentive to do so. Instead of water he would give them soap, which of course they couldn't use without water. She told me that most days she could manage to bring home for herself about 1/2L and she would try to make do with that. I told her about how where I am from water is in abundance. That every home has running water, no one is really poor. I even told her about how I had a rain barrel in my yard full of water and that people would actually complain about the rain as though it were not precious. After visiting we went for a walk back to my hotel. We passed a bus that was picking up people to take to different prisons around the world. In particular I remember Vancouver and Pitsburg. I mused with this woman over whether she could do anything that would send her to these place but she sighed and said that even that was hopeless; they would just send her to the prisons there, which were worse. While we were walking back to my hotel I realized that I could get her some water in my water bottle instead of a dixie cup. When we got there she noticed the front desk woman step away for a moment and decided that that would be her opportunity to see what she could steal from the hotel. I told her that I wouldn't endorse that but that I would still try to get her some water. At that point I woke up.
Posted by rose at April 9, 2007 07:40 AM