Dream of: 09 December 1994 "Zen Church"
I was riding a bus in a city on a tropical island, perhaps in the Caribbean, a place where I had vacationed once before. Looking out the bus window, I noticed a brown-skinned boy (about 12 years old) dressed in slacks and a shirt. I recognized him as a boy I had met when I had been on the island before (when the boy had been perhaps 6 years old). I tapped on the window of the bus, but the boy didn't see me. I jumped off the bus as quickly as I could, but when I looked around and tried to find the boy, he had disappeared. I was disappointed because I wanted to see if he could remember me.
As I began walking down the street, I noticed what appeared to be a church abutting the sidewalk on my left. The church was covered with flat, black tiles – about 20 centimeters square – with what looked like white writing on them. As I touched one tile, I realized it was loose; I was barely able to stop the tile from falling. I managed to steady the tile, but it was still hanging precariously, ready to fall if bumped. However, I didn't see anything I could do about it.
Looking up to see what kind of church it was, I noticed the word "Zen" written over a small, wooden, closed door. Realizing this was a Zen church, I excitedly thought I would like to attend the church once to see what it was like – I had never been to a Zen church. I saw a small window which contained the times when the church would be open. One line said 6:30 to 7:30 and another line said 6:30 to 9. I concluded that I needed to leave the hotel where I was staying early the next morning so I could arrive by 6:30. I didn't know what to expect, but I anticipated that meditation would be taking place. I thought that would be great.
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