So I had some kind of dream last night. A handful of us were at Church. We were in the first couple of rows on the right and left sides. Joey and I were on the right with Joey being to my right so I was sitting close to the aisle. Across the aisle from me was a woman I think it was crystal I don’t remember exactly but I think it was crystal and on the other side of crystal was Mom. There was other people but I don’t remember seeing anybody specifically other than the three and I know Dad was behind the pulpit. I remember singing parts of a song but it was not one of our hymns that we usually sing it was one of the songs I listen to on my phone. Suddenly I rose up out of my seat and started floating upward into the air I got higher and higher. The next part is a little bit hazy but I remember feeling a little nervous and a little awkward and I started to fall back down and I prayed for Jesus to send the angels to help me come down easily and not just fall and I guess they did because I just kind of floated back down into my seat. Then I was confused and I said did we already have communion? Crystal said yes but then Mom handed her a pre-made kit of communion to hand over to me and so I took it from her and that was the end. It was the end because in my sleep I heard my bedroom door Creek open and somebody knocking real quick like it was urgent that I opened the door and I opened my eyes and of course my door was not open and of course nobody was knocking.
Below is an an excerpt from my journal dated March 1st 2021. Are they connected? IDK.
A Mom Looking Up 