I had a very powerful dream this morning. I remember three people — Steven Spielberg, my friend “J”, and Brian Allemana. In the first part of it we were all milling around in the hallways of some kind of office building, waiting for a ritual to start. These hallways reminded me of two places — the offices of a famous psychic that I visited once, and also the building where an occult group I belong to used to hold their ceremonies. “J”, a friend of mine who also belongs to this group, was talking to me about some kind of adventure we were going to have later. Steven Spielberg was there for a few minutes, although I don’t remember what he said. I do know someone who works for a company that’s connected to Spielberg, but I don’t know what it means.
Then I think the ritual we were waiting for must have taken place, although I don’t remember it. The next thing I knew, I was in a room I had rented, a kind of rehearsal space or studio, talking to Brian about future projects. There were some kind of red blinds on the windows that stretched around the walls, very stylish. It reminded me of a traditional Chinese color scheme, red and gold. I was worried about rain outside, so I started closing the windows, which were open at the top. I closed about three of them.