last night i dreamed that i went on a retreat to some beach house in florida owned by a super rich family. there were lots of sculptures and awesome photo opourtunities around the place, so i was taking some photos around the beach with my digital camera. i was out side taking a photo of some people doing something weird, some sort of interpritive dance on some rocks down on the beach, when a lady who i guess represented the family who owned the house, and a child, who was probably the daughter of the owners of the house just tagging along, came out and told me i wasnt allowed to take photos on this beach becuase it was privatly owned by the family and they wouldnt allow it. i was confused becuase i thought that beaches were state owned and began to ask her questions regarding taking photos on the beach. all she could give me were half ass answers like "well, its just not allowed" and "i dont know what else to tell you, please just dont take any more photos on this beach, its not allowed" but i persued her, asking more questions, simply trying to learn and figure out what was going on. she was getting really anoyed with me and kept giving me those not so thought out answers, the generic kinds that people give when they really dont know whats going on, but i kept on asking questions. eventully we ended up in a room where they were having a conference. the lady stepped behind a table and began registering guests or something. i silently stood by, waiting to ask her more questions, still persuing the truth, challenging her to think about what she was standing up for. i looked over at the little girl, who was hatefully staring up at me and i felt suprised when she quietly said "i hate you, i hope you never come back here again..." and continued to glare. i glanced around the room and found my mom and patrick on one side, encouraging me to continue asking questions. i found an opourtunity to ask continue questioning the narrow-minded lady represenative and she gave me a cold, hard glare and turned and walked away. at that point i got really upset. this whole time i was patiently and politely trying to figure things out. not hurting anyone, just simply asking questions. i raised my voice a bit and asked her to please not ignore me, leaning a bit over the table, the whole thing knocked down and all the organized piles of papers flew everywhere. the lady gave me one last glare and walked out of sight. the room was quiet and everywhere i looked now, people were casting disaproving glances at me, hateful things were being said under their breath. quietly, i joined my mom and friend, patrick and we walked out of the room together...

this dream has meaning to me.

peace be in your hearts today...