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What is the meaning of my moonstone dream?
I was in a building that wasn't exactly school. But there were classes. I was 20 minutes late to a class, that seemed to be of music. The teacher was familiar, as she was my music teacher many years ago. She told everyone to get out the assignment. I said that I forgot to do mine, and she just smiled and seemed okay with it. We all gathered in a circle, each sitting in a chair. She grabbed a basket and claimed it contained moonstones. She handed me the basket and said I could keep them all, or share them if I wished. I passed the basket around and everyone took one moonstone. When it got back to me, there were a few stones left, and one was sky blue. They said I could keep the rest. Then a cloud of smoke that was pink, yellow and orange, started traveling upward, emitting sparks. Then I woke up.


**Side note: I have been trying to develop my psychic abilities recently, and wonder if this is revealing something important. Thanks for all your help.

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Wednesday Feb 9 2011
I find myself in a stage like place with red stage curtains. I looked around and notice the feelings of the place, it’s a strip club and everyone is getting the place ready for the coming night's business. They quickly leave at the end of the night, sleep, and clean up later in the day when it starts all over again. I knew I didn't work there and was partially lucid and just decided to try to fit in so I started looking for things to do. I saw a lot of sweeping, washing tables, and even one of the girls holding a plastic box where she kept her dollar bills, a few dollars and her pocket change was in there at this early hour. The place had only one traditional stage, not the polls and stages.
I remember enjoying the very different psychic energies of some of the people in this place and just standing there soaking it in and thinking “I’m not usually around people like this, this is good stuff.” Their energy felt rough and edgy and iconoclastic. I tooled around some more, not really doing anything, surreptitiously soaking up the extra energy in the room like psychic sponge. No one noticed anything strange in me and when I felt I had enough (enough being their energy was starting to make me become like them a little) I decided to get out of there.