Dream Log 22SEP2012 - GLS Aurora, Sunday Service

I found myself in a large hall with rustic wooden construction, like we were in a church at a summer camp. The place was set up for a service, with two rows of chairs facing the front, with a podium, and candles. A Roman Catholic service was about to begin. Everyone was waiting politely for the service to start, the atmosphere was somewhat formal but also laid back because it was a summer camp. There were 3 priests standing at the front in black robes, and the current Pope, Benedict XVI was coming to the front through a door that opened near the podium. He was wearing red and white robes. Everything was fairly dull and somewhat dimly-lit.

As the Pope placed his books on the podium, the podium collapsed, sending his papers everywhere. The other priests scurried to protect the Pope and hustled him back into the room beside them, as if he were having a heart attack, and put him on a white couch to recover. The door remained open so I could see what was going on. But the Pope seemed pretty happy not to perform the mass, and sat up with a great big grin on his face (like a child). He then raised his legs and a great big fireball shot out from under him like a rocket engine, or there was a rocket underneath the couch he was sitting on. Fortunately he didn't go anywhere.

So the service was over, and there were several flats of lemon-filled doughnuts beside me. Scarlet Johansson and a friend of hers got up from the chairs and walked over to where I was sitting at the back on some benches. I offered her and her friend a bun (there was lots!), and we talked about her schooling, and then someone called her on her cell phone.

That was the end of the dream.