I had the weirdest dream. I was in St. Helenas (the church i grew up going to) back in my altar girl outfit - white robe, big rosaries, green sincture, with my hair in a bun. There were a few of us robed, the same number in streetclothes. they were all catholic people that I knew. Tom, Rob, my brother, Dawn, Steff, Andre etc. The priest (who bore a remarkable resemblance to the Pope) was on the altar and i was kind of tuning out because I couldn't recognize what he was saying as part of the Liturgy and he was kind of whispering.
I noticed then that there was a pitcher and a bowl on the altar which looked like the one that the priest uses to wash his hands before starting to consecrate communion, but it was bigger and white. Everything was white. Then, he comes down the stairs and starts to baptize people. One by one.
I am extrememly resistant to water on my face. I don't like getting wet, so in my head i am freaking out and i don't want this priest to baptize me, but he's getting closer and closer and i can smell the oil in the water and start panicking about how i just ran out of conditioner and how i will have no time to go to Trader Joes to buy more and this oil is gonna mess up my hair. And then he gets to me. And i calm down and the water is warm and i get all emotional and he says "Ego te baptizo in nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti."
You're all smart i dont need to translate that.
And i felt all weird and warm and confused because i'm not really much of a catholic. And the my cats were fighting and my pillow was all wet and i woke up.
Yet, an hour later i still feel the glow
Dream interpreters? throw me a bone.
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