Saving a sacred woman from a sandy little boy.
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It is night time and I am out in some remote countryside and old large stone church is nearby. I am aware of the story of a male who is on his way to the church with the intention of raping a holy woman at the nearby church.I hurry there in order to head him off and stop him the church is very close by and I actually get there in plenty of time and well in advance of the person.
I take a look around the interior whilst I wait for the man to arrive. The church seems to have lost its religious atmosphere and meaning and is now a normal room which seems to be a very positive thing. I see a work colleague here who happens to be the priest or holy man of this church, he is (or was) very pious but he seems to be changing his views about religion and distancing himself from the churches dogma.
The person with the criminal intentions then arrives and I’m very surprised and shocked to see that he is only a little boy of eight or nine years old, he’s dressed in a small cowboy fancy dress costume.
(This was very strange as the little boy obviously wasn’t sexually mature, and an adult woman could have stopped his attack easily I feel. Anyhow this seems irrelevant as the drama ended in a strange kind of way).
I hurriedly follow the little boy into a small annex and grapple him to the floor (the woman he wanted to attack is nowhere to be seen) as the boy struggles he seems to dissolve and turns to sand in my hands, it’s a startling transformation and I’m taken aback as the sand pours through my fingers onto the floor.
I pause for an instant reflecting on this bizarre scene momentarily before scooping up a large cupped handful of the sandy child’s remains and placing it in front of a wooden picture frame that is set up on an alter to my left in the annex.
I watch in amazement as the grains of sand get sucked up into and absorbed by the picture frame, in a short time amount of time a canvas of sand has been created. As I continue to watch the beautiful face of a female pushes through the sand creating a relief or embossed image with very symmetrical Egyptian features.
The face of the woman smiles and speaks to me and thanks me for helping her (a very lucid and quite amazing moment), there is a feeling of release or liberation here both for the boy and for the woman.
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This dream was so strange as it started out quite ominous what with the child’s intentions but at the end they both seemed to be one and the same person anyway? I’ll have to give this one some more thought.