Stop Now, remember the dream. Mary A. Was my mother and my best friend. I was at her house for dinner. I was also at my apartment in a city and in a car in Philly and in a classroom.
Of course I was in a classroom. I’m always learning. And it makes sense that Mary would be my mother in the dream because she is sponsoring my development.
She was my sponsor for RCIA and the biggest supporter of my education and even of my yoga classes back in the the day.
Anyway, she was a big part of this dream and kept showing up in different places