Dreaming

There is a very long queue of cars and lorries waiting to get petrol. Two hundred people are waiting, all getting irate. I walk past them all, through a car park, and ask for the angels to give them patience and love, and to help them feel calm. It happens instantly. I look around and see a feather on the ground; it is very large and white. I also pick up some gems that the angels have left. I cross over the road and see a family in their roof garden. 

I come across Sarah and Heather. An item comes on the news about Estelle Jenkins splitting up with her boyfriend. Sarah is Estelle and is crying. I hug her and tell her if I’d known, I’d have been there for her in London. I love her very much. She asks me to get off her; she is wearing dusky pink pyjamas.

I am at home and have Stephanie’s kids – Rex and Ronnie – over for dinner, but there are loads of kids. Stephanie keeps knocking to see if I’ve fed them yet. There are loads of boxes laying around everywhere, some stuffed with newspapers, some empty, some with presents in. I keep trying to get on with dinner but getting interrupted; I feel ok about it though. I am sorting out the boxes; it is bothering me that some are in the window. I don’t want people to see them in case they steal them.

I am at Donna’s wedding; Erin and Mary are there. I tell them I wish it were like it used to be when we saw each other all the time. They don’t seem to share my wishes. We talk about the wedding, and I hear Erin has remarried. I am shocked.