I am floating in a lake, my arms are above my head and I feel a kick board. I hold onto it and start zooming around the lake…

I walk into a large stone building with strange hidden stairwells, hallways and rooms…

He goes faster and faster around the curve and I remember that he loves driving fast around curves—this is like his hobby…

I am in a dark little cabin below deck on a big, wooden, old-fashioned ship with my friend, another White woman…

I am at a neighborhood holiday party and I don’t really know anyone then suddenly I am waking up alone…

I go to a fancy hotel for dinner with my husband and some other woman…

…She speaks for the trees and seems to have special knowledge of what they need. I consider that maybe she is part tree and that is why she is so tall…

I am in a small chapel at a special Catholic mass where the ghost of Mary Magdalen is going to be giving the homily...