She and I were working together as a couple of investigators of a sort, going around to churches or following certain congregations that ever so slightly changed. How they changed, I cannot say. It captured my attention in the dream because of their choir-like singing and group prayers, something in that arising in me a way to connect with my own childhood past, and even more so answer feelings about the deceased that matter to me most. An old friend who was also in the dream complained about the church as she listened and I tried to decipher it.
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