Um, ok

So last night I had an odd dream. I was at a wedding (not sure whose wedding) and there was a table filled with these women who might best be described as early retirement age, white, middle class, thick in the middle and "Christian Homophobes" (as opposed to people who happen to be Christian and are not homophobic). The room looked like a rented community hall of some sort, with wood paneling, cheap carpet and cheap tablecloths on cheaper tables.

Somehow I wound up getting into a vigorous argument with these ladies about same-sex marriage. It became so heated that I found myself standing toe to toe with one of them, in her face, hands gesturing and voices raised. I was trying to explain the concept of separation of church and state and how they were trying to impose their beliefs upon society and not everyone is Christian and not everyone who is Christian is homophobic. But they just wouldn't get it. And then I told them I wish I were a more observant Jew if for no other reason than at least I wouldn't be there arguing with them because it was a Saturday and I'd be observing sabbath instead of looking at their ugly faces.

Just then the minister came up. He was dressed in a collar, but not Catholic. If I am correct, there is a Protestant sect that dresses their ministers this way. Episcopalians? Anglicans? Anyway, he was quite svelte and rather young and attractive and he took an immediate liking to me. In fact, he managed to pull me away from these women in a charming and calm manner and we wound up walking around arm in arm like best buds. Somewhere along the way I figured out that he was gay.

I then decided I would try to introduce him to a friend of mine who is gay, Jewish and quite observant. Somehow I got the idea in my head that they would have great respect for each others' religious practices and get on very well despite the one difference of who they pray to. He seemed amenable, but it wasn't clear if he was interested or just appeasing me. I also tried to find out if he was a Doctor Who fan.

Then I woke up.

What up, dreaming mind o' mine?

Brezny this week

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): As you enter testing time, I may be the only astrologer who has enough tough love to wake up your inner teacher, ensuring that you'll get the expert help you need. And I may be the only psychic healer who can polish your aura and help you dispose of the karmic gunk that has been gumming up your luck. APRIL FOOL! I'm powerful, but not *that* powerful. My job is to alert you to the work that must be done so that you can do the work yourself. P.S. For best results, blame no one for any sadness you may feel, and take full responsibility for creating your own happiness.

So, you know what? I think I learned this lesson the hard way the past two weeks. But I shall keep reminding myself of it in case it keeps coming up. Fingers crossed.