Another Dream I Had While In New Jersey

[DreamTime]

I was with a large group of people, all taking a test for jobs at Disneyland. I remember that I couldn’t or didn’t answer some of the questions, but I still must have passed because the next thing I remember, we were all taken to this huge rambling house. Everyone was assigned to a different room with a ‘handler’ to watch over them. I had to clean up the room to get it ready. The lady that was assigned to me was at first, strict and mean. A friend of mine said: “now that’s what I call a handler.” Soon though, the ‘handler’ seemed to really like me. She told me that cleaning up this place was part of working at Disneyland. 

Suddenly I was ‘home’ with my sister and her husband and my mom and dad. Our home was also some kind of store or business. There were multiple cash registers in the room, and lots of glass walls. As I was deciding whether or not to stay the night, I saw plainclothes ‘detectives’ come into the house and arrest my mom and dad for having ‘something.’ My sister and I were quite upset, but we knew we had to stay and take care of the business, because customers were still coming in. I noticed that most of them were men in business suits. Someone whispered to me not to worry; that my mom was only going to get a small fine and be released; but my dad refused to accept the plea bargain. They wanted him to plead guilty to some kind of driving offense and get a $10 fine, but he kept saying no.  

The next thing I know, an old Indian woman (Native American) was reading my palms. She thought that I had some special gift, so she took me to this old Native American man who immediately told me to take off my shoes and socks. I remember brushing off my feet before giving him my right foot. He then began ‘reading’ the soles of my foot, doing a lot of “hmmm’s.” He told the old woman that he agreed with her – that I was the youngest person he had ever seen to have the sign of (? I can’t remember what – defeating something?), but that I didn’t have something that he was looking for. Then he asked to see my left foot. This one, it seemed like he was connecting the dots or something, and then he said: “this is what I was looking for.” He said that I had the sign of the ‘joker,’ which meant that I had special gifts or talents. Then he began giving me all kinds of Indian gifts or artifacts. And that’s all I remember.