Since I've sensed a recurring theme in my dreams lately, I started to write them down-when possible. Here's my dream from last night.
I was in some city, and a guy wearing a "sandwich-board" sign that stated-"READ ISAIAH" was walking up and down the street. This man was dressed like a Hasidic Jew, and said his name was Schmuelly. I kept asking to speak to him privately, but we kept getting lost finding a spot, and at one point, we couldn't get out of a brownstone apartment because there was no way to get down.
I just have a few questions: Who is Schmuelly, and why does he want me to read Isaiah? What was I trying so desperately to talk to him about?
I guess I'll find out soon-I started reading Isaiah again this morning.....