Dreams
The night after meeting in The Gathering Place and experiencing a very unique and powerful moment of time, I had a dream of helping the CEO of the company with something that required my organizational skills. Our interaction was being interrupted by a colleague asking repeatedly what we were doing. Then I awoke. I drove to work arriving at 5:00 a.m. It is quiet this time in the morning. In the large parking lot, for the first time ever in almost 18 years of parking there, I saw a murder of crows or ravens. They were large in size. It was a cold morning. There must have been over 100, just quietly sitting on the ground maybe 30-40 feet away. I initially hesitated to get out of the car, but then felt safe to do so. I thought they would fly away, but they did not. A few fluttered, but otherwise no reaction. I took a photo because I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and not hearing. I watched for a bit, then walked on the side up to the front of the building. No reaction as I moved forward and away from them. I do not when they flew away. I have not seen them since. I wondered what this might represent?