Pyay I dreamt that I went to mass and was the last person to come up for communion, and there was no bread or wine for me. But the priest had a drop of water in the cup and he gave that to me, saying it was enough. As I took the cup on my knees I looked at the altar and saw empty packets, like seed packets, in which the communion wafers had been kept. They said “legibilem veritatem,” which in the dream was taken to mean “edible truth,” but on waking I knew meant “readable truth.”
Dream.
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This entry (permalink) was posted on Thursday, June 21, 2012, at 2:41 pm by jbkuhner. Filed in The Inner Life. and tagged communion, dream.
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