Dreaming

I am queuing in a shop waiting to pay. The female shop assistant realises that a man is stealing wine; he is just around the corner of the shop and not visible from where I am standing. Another female shop assistant is standing near him and can see what he is doing. She tells him to stop, but he ignores her and continues to put bottles of wine into a carrier bag. (Somehow I can see this now.) I hear the assistant call him by his name – Simon – appealing to his inner nature, but it doesn’t work; he still steals.

The man starts coming my way. He has two carrier bags full of stolen wine and is heading for the door to leave. The second assistant tries to stop him; I am worried that he’ll have a gun or attack me in some way. I say a prayer out loud but quietly to the angels to keep me safe. I am aware that the people in the queue behind me could hear, but I don’t care.

I am outside of the shop now, walking along. I see a white feather on the ground and think it could be a sign from the angels that they heard me, but I’m not sure. A man approaches me. He has two very big white feathers in his hand; he gives them to me. The man is tall with grey hair, brilliant blue eyes and the whitest teeth I have ever seen. I take the feathers from him and can feel the love and kindness emanating from the man. As I walk away, I start to think that maybe he was an angel and he’s telling me that he heard me by giving me the feathers.