Funny Dreams

Last night I had a most unusual series of dreams. They have since faded from my  memory somewhat, but I still remember vividly some strange details. I was walking down the stairs, who knows how I got "up", of a rickety, church balcony. I think, I'm not sure why, it was the Methodist church. There were only a few people scattered in the dark, dusty auditorium. I was moving closer to the front, I assume, when I walked past a large, dark woman. Something about her caught my eye, so I stopped in my path to talk to her. She turned to look at me, and it was Oprah Winfrey. I said to her, "I'm glad to see you here. I just want to say how thankful I am for all the good you've done for so many,  including my family." I'm not sure exactly what she's done for my family, but in  my dream it sounded quite all right to say. I then picked up her hand and kissed it. She looked at me strangely and pulled her hand away. I said, "Oh, I didn't mean to frighten you. I just wanted to compliment you because you speak with authority." She relaxed and said, "I like that."

I moved down the stairs, I think to be closer to the stage for some kind  of choir event,  when I was suddenly no longer in the dusty, old church. I was in a very large bathroom with a tub and a big window. I looked out the window and saw a tornado coming directly towards us. I say "us" because my daddy was in the room with me, and I believe Mama was, too. I said to them we need to get into the bath tub, the tornado is coming. Daddy just wandered around the bathroom, and I couldn't relay to them my urgency. I don't remember anything after that. I'm not sure why I feel compelled to write out my dream, but it does seem to be somewhat entertaining, so I'll leave it at that. I could end with this, "May all your dreams come true." Whoever said that did not remember their dreams. I hope you have a most remarkable day!
Peace. Love, Linda