I remember the first thing in the dream was I in a taxi. I got in the front seat. Immediately I asked the driver a strange question, “Where do you come from?” He mentioned some town in Mexico. I, enthusiastically responded, “I come from Guatemala!” And a very friendly chat began. I remember the friendly chat coming to an end at my arrival at my destination. The driver walked a few steps with me. He stood in the side-walk to point me across the street to a building. Apparently, my destination. I thought he was coming along with me, but! He had to get back to his taxi.
I walked towards the building. There was much traffic. I remember seeing a sign on top of the building I was heading for. AT Hotel. The letters were big and sketched. At the entrance of the building were some stairs. Two men were sitting obstruction the entrance. I asked them to move. They just moved enough for me to pass. I remember kicking some rubbish out of my way. I came to the strangest entrance. There was a semicircular shape check-in counter. It had a checkers wall covering around it.
No one was there at first, but! Then? A woman appeared handing me a quill pen to sign in, but! Something kept me from grabbing the quill to sign in, and! I woke up before I signed in.
What are You revealing to me in such dream, my Father? All the symbols I looked point to success and super abundance coming from the wisdom in my writing. But! Why the driver did not come with me? Why I did not signed in. What does it all mean my Father? Why I woke up before I signed in?
Ah! That’s exactly where I am at! The depressing looks of all my surroundings right now is just what I saw in my dream. Then, the driver not coming with me and the not signing in with the quill pen means that, the misunderstandings between Ahmad and I still exist. My hope was shattered with the realization that Ahmad is still stuck in his programmed mind. His mind is far from what I am all about. The promise for success and super abundance coming from the wisdom in my writing? It remains in sight. I am there, but! Ahmad is not. Ahmad and myself are a team. I cannot sign in without him. Wow!