I am at a conference where I am both a guest while doing some work. I sit in on the tail end of a lecture by a woman who is talking about getting something involving some cards she’s handed out that have things to fill out on both sides. I do not have a card so I can’t follow along at this point but as everyone begins filling out the cards she says that she has already done a psychic reading on everyone who would be attending. I understand immediately what she means by this, that she is a body psychic and during the workshop she will be meeting briefly with the participants to discuss individually what they need to know from her reading. I wonder if maybe she will do a reading of me but then I remind myself that I’m not officially registered so that is not likely going to happen. (Note: In the dream she was a body psychic.)
During a break in the workshop, the coordinator of the events finds me and suggests that I can sit in on the rest of the workshop. I demur but she insists and, although I realize that I can’t really participate because I don’t have the materials she has given to the other workshop participants, I am still curious about arranging a reading. I follow her to the break area and the workshop leader is there with other employees and workshop leaders. I wonder again if I can get a reading but another employee there asks me to taste something she’s cooked for a contest. Although I agree to taste it, I suggest she have Rob taste it because he is the real cook in the family. Still, I have agreed and she brings over a small ramekin with what she says is a mashed stuffed potato. She shows me how to get the best combination of flavors and I take about half a spoonful when I see a slice of pepperoni. “Is this pepperoni?” “Yes,” she explains. “It’s a pizza stuffed potato.” She’s very excited but I have to tilt the spoon to let some of the fat from the pepperoni drain off before I can take a taste. Before I bite into it, I urge her to ask Rob for his opinion, further explaining that he used to manage a restaurant.
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