I'm snuggled in a bed with Miles (who is partly Troy too). I'm reading a book
(or newspaper?), when I find a sacred hymn from the Daime. Somehow the number
18 is associated with it. Pictures of light
pink roses are next to the words, and I can smell and feel the flowers all
around me. I'm listening to the hymn, hearing the words and singing along
myself. It is very deep and familiar, hitting me in the core of my heart.
I'm crying, tears running down my face. But I'm also laughing, full of
ecstatic joy. The Virgin Mary is with me, as if the words of the hymn are
a gift from her.
[I had this dream during a long afternoon nap. When I woke up I
could hear the tune of the hymn very clearly. Specific words kept
running through my head: "Encontra com a Virgem Maria / Sua saude Ela da"
(translated from Portuguese to English to mean "...Encounters the Virgin
Mary / She gives you your health"). I guessed that the hymn was from Mestre
Irineu's hinario, and indeed, when I looked through his book I found it:
#122 - "Quem Procurar Esta Casa" ("Whoever Seeks This
House"). I then listened to a recorded version of the hymn, and by
singing along I discovered the relevant meaning it had to my life at this
time.]