Dreamt of a friend whom I met at church and a friend lost his husband due to sickness and a month later there was a traditional tswana ceremony of my friends cleansing on the night before I was preparing fire so food can be prepared for the morning of the ceremony I found myself using kika(traditional pot used make porridge woke up the next morning and found myself at st engenas zcc and sang in a choir and praised later that day one singer mistreated me and I gave him a slap in front of the church with a mindset that I m teaching discipine after church it appears that I went back home and there is my freind crying and I went and hugged her to comfort her and assure her that she is still loved but she kept on crying
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