I walk into a dim lit smoky bookstore; I am in a weird state of mind and feel somewhat high. I am with 2 other people but I cannot recognize them. I start to walk down corridors of books; the books touch the ceiling and have an infinite feel to them. I find myself at times looking up towards the ceiling trying to see where the books end. I focus my attention to a particular book that is a deep red colour, and then my attention is diverted when I hear a bell noise coming from the front of the store. I walk towards the front of the store where 2 African tribal women are standing. I look to my right where I see a bright light shining from the bottom of a staircase; there is a strong pull to go there.
I am still in this very heightened state of mind and feel like I'm floating around. Before I start to walk down the stairs there is a row of mirrors and in front of the mirrors are 2 small wooden carving of African women. I am drawn to the one statue.
I start to walk down the basement stairs to a large gallery of ancient African artifacts. I feel very light and I start to search. The room is bright I cant even see where the walls fuse together... not even sure if I am in a room but just a white space.
I can now see the African woman statue that I saw upstairs but now it has grown in size and is at least half my height. I walk up to it and start to caress the wood and I even smell it... it is strong and musky kind of like burning wood but sweet. The woman has a water jug on her head and a long flowing beaded headdress that was shades of orange and red. The last thing I remember is completely embracing the statue before waking up.
So a few days later my sister came to me and told me that my father had a genetic blood test and we have an african lineage that I never knew about. My heart is overflowing with joy and love for this new found connection!!!!!