Angels on High

8/17/99

I was on vacation down the Cape. One night I had a dream and in the morning I wrote the whole thing down knowing it was very important but I did not know why. In fact, my mother was yelling at me we were going to be late getting down to the beach but I remember saying to her that I had this dream that I had to finish writing down because I knew in some way it was important.

Here is an abridged version of the dream: I went for reiki. A woman with short dark hair was administering the session. She kept putting me in odd positions and at one point tipped me upside down and climbed onto the reiki table with me.

Then I was at a friend's house. The house was beautiful. Inside the living room there were several women with long long curly flowing hair and white dresses painting on easels. I knew they were angels.

The scene changed and this reiki woman and I were in this car in Jamaica Plain. It started snowing. I thought the weather must be going crazy because I knew it was snowing in August. Then the sky opened up, the clouds parted and formed a giant cross in the sky with sunlight beaming down. I knew this was somehow very important. We landed in another ethnic store that sold small roses for cooking.

That evening I went to a reiki clinic at a store called Angels on High. The woman from my dream walked into the reiki clinic and the instant I saw her I recognized her as the woman from my dream. Her appearance and personality matched the woman in my dream exactly. Both in my dream and in person she had this abrasive manner to her. I gathered up my courage and walked up to her and told her what I remembered of my dream. Once I said "Jamaica Plain" her eyes lit up. She said her sister died four years ago and lived in Jamaica Plain. Their parents are from Jamaica Plain and it is a place of great significance for her. She felt my dream was a message from her sister not to worry about the store she was opening the following weekend. She and her sister were originally going to open an art store together. After the sister died it took years for her to finally get up the courage to do it on her own.