Concert Hall Pastor/Cherry Blossoms

[Warrior Princess]

Went into this enormous concert hall. I think my parents were there. It was beautiful...burgundy velvet, etc. For some reason I keep hearing the word "cherry" and thinking of "cherry blossoms" in relation to this place when I think about the dream and see the concert hall in my head, but I don't remember thinking that in the dream.

I go to use the restroom and was taking care of some personal feminine business. I was menstruating and I was wearing this strange small circular contraption on the skin, that sucked the blood out through the skin. I had to remove that and put on a regular feminine napkin so that it would come out the natural way and there was a reason I had to do that for what I was doing or where I was going. I examined the absorbent layers of the contraption very carefully looking at the blood on the layers. I start to leave the restroom which was very nicely furnished and notice there is another part to the restroom that is bigger and more utilitarian. I thought that one side must be for the church/school and the other for the guests.

I meet up with a man who is a pastor (apparently of this concert hall/church). He is getting ready to preach/working on a sermon. We had some conversation, then I said that I was going to lay my coat down first, which I did, then we went into the kitchen to find something to eat. I was in the refrigerator getting rid of all the expired bottles of beverages, I think chocolate milk and something else, maybe juice. Then, he was talking to me about food that was in there that was really good.

Then, I woke up.

[Demon_Buster]

Hi and greetings in the Lord.

I hope this will help.
I feel it’s a cleansing dream spiritual cleansing if you will; the Lord is bringing you to a higher calling. Or place you will be able to do more for him.. and not just in the body bit in the Spirit as well


If it doesn’t fit toss it.

Blessings from
Demon Bust

[Warrior Princess]

1 I am a rose of Sharon,
a lily of the valleys.

A lotus blossoming in a swamp of weeds—
that's my dear friend among the girls in the village.

I'm about to faint with love!

Don't excite love, don't stir it up,
until the time is ripe—and you're ready.

8-10 Look! Listen! There's my lover!
Do you see him coming?
Vaulting the mountains,
leaping the hills.
My lover is like a gazelle, graceful;
like a young stag, virile.
Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate,
all ears, all eyes—ready!
My lover has arrived
and he's speaking to me!

10-14 Get up, my dear friend,
fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Look around you: Winter is over;
the winter rains are over, gone!
Spring flowers are in blossom all over.
The whole world's a choir—and singing!
Spring warblers are filling the forest
with sweet arpeggios.
Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed,
and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms.
Oh, get up, dear friend,
my fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Come, my shy and modest dove—
leave your seclusion, come out in the open.
Let me see your face,
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is soothing
and your face is ravishing.

Then you must protect me from the foxes,
foxes on the prowl,
Foxes who would like nothing better
than to get into our flowering garden.

16-17 My lover is mine, and I am his.
Nightly he strolls in our garden,
Delighting in the flowers
until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.

Turn to me, dear lover.
Come like a gazelle.
Leap like a wild stag
on delectable mountains!