{"id":57,"date":"2012-03-29T10:46:00","date_gmt":"2012-03-29T10:46:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/?p=57"},"modified":"2012-03-29T10:46:00","modified_gmt":"2012-03-29T10:46:00","slug":"i-had-a-dream-at-dawn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wordsonsoil.co.za\/?p=57","title":{"rendered":"I had a dream at dawn"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\nIn this dream I was inside a colossal building with a high-raised roof supported by gigantic pillars.  It was an open structure containing different stalls, pathways, lots of various activities were taking place and a good number of people were walking around minding their business in a peaceful manner.  The inside of this building looked like a big spacious market where people were selling and buying different things from the stalls around.  <\/span><\/div>\n
\nI was inside this building, also walking around looking at the different products that were being sold.  I even stopped at a fruit stall to look and touch some of the fruit which was on display even though I did not actually buy anything.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nSuddenly a man appeared in front where there was a platform – he had an entourage whose task was to look after him, making way for him, ensuring that there is some distance between him and everyone else – basically protecting and shielding him.<\/a><\/span><\/div>\n
\nWell, wait a minute. I can\u2019t say for sure what the gender of this individual was (and the gender does not bother me at all…but yes I can’t say for sure if it was a man or a woman, anyway that is not the point). <\/span><\/div>\n
\nThere was a religious aura around this person and his entourage.  There was also a huge presence and a sense of authority, power and command. The reason I say that he suddenly<\/b> appeared is because I didn\u2019t see how he walked into the building \u2013 him and his entourage just suddenly appeared. His appearance caused some commotion, everyone needed his attention.  He seemed to be in hurry; he didn\u2019t have enough time to stay for long as if he had to leave for some important appointment elsewhere.  <\/span><\/div>\n
\nSuddenly there was a queue towards this man – and I one of the few people who managed (during the commotion) to secure a place at the front of the queue.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nHe started to pray fervently for individuals by laying his hands on them and moving to the next person in the queue.  He was praying very fast and precise \u2013 he was focused and to the point.  He was in a hurry.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nWithin no time, I had reached the front.  He paused and asked me what my prayer request was as he laid his hands on me (he had not done this with anyone else).<\/span><\/div>\n
\nRealizing that he had no time to waste, I undoubtedly and hurriedly said \u201cclarity\u201d.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nHe laid his hands on me and quickly said a short prayer.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nAs soon as he finished praying for me, he quickly gestured that it was time for him to go.  His entourage made way for him, still surrounding him protectively making sure that no one gets close to him. <\/span><\/div>\n
\nThey left hastily.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nAnd I woke up.<\/span><\/div>\n
\nI wonder why I remember  this particular dream in detail, unlike my other dreams that I usually care less about.  In fact this is the first time I write a piece based on a dream – and it may be the last!<\/strong><\/span><\/em><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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