THE DREAM LIFE OF Jesus

Last night I dreamed I was in a theater. The curtains were closed and I was working with a priest on the set—which was not really a set but the Most Holy Place of the temple in Jerusalem. There were differences however between the set and the Most Holy place. One was the fact that there were two sphinx’ on each side of the Ark of the Covenant which were about the size of large kneeling lions. Another difference was the sensual nature of the place. The floor was covered in silks and beautiful carpets and the walls in lush curtains of velvet—all in different dark but rich colors. These pleased the eyes and one’s sense of touch. Also, besides the smell of incense—the floor was strewn with rose petals—thus pleasing to the sense of smell. I commented to the priest of how sensual this place was. Next I climbed up a side wall and over a curtain to go light the candles which lit the area where the audience would sit. I climbed along the wall which was now covered with a chain-like fence. When I got to the candles however, I accidentally stepped on one of two paintings a young woman was hanging on the wall, and thus I tore them along the edges. The young woman was very hurt and as I climbed down to apologize I saw that there was a large dog—almost dead, lying on the floor. Upon trying to determine what was wrong with the dog, I found that a needle was inserted into its jugular vein, with the opposite end open and its blood was thus coming out in a steady stream—without a pulse. This reminded me of a time when I saw priests performing an exorcism on a girl who was possessed—they had poked her with a needle to see her bleed. Others working in the theater came to see what had happened but when I looked at the dog with the others, the dog became a young man—who all assumed was dead. But as they began to wheel him away, lying back down on a stretcher, he lifted his head, raised up on one elbow and extended his other hand as if pleading, and mouthed words to the effect that he was not dead!—in a cry without sound. There upon the young woman ran to him crying and embraced him. I then awoke.