Dream About Ram Dass Spiritual Trinkets Bed Hug Spirituality

I’m in my bedroom with the television on and curtains drawn in the middle of the day. My sister comes in and complains that the television is too loud. She opens the curtains and there is a new family moving into the house opposite ours. There is a lot of commotion in the street then i notice some noise from inside my house. I walk downstairs and my mother is talking about Ram Dass my greatest spiritual teacher who has been dead many years. She says she invited him in although i’m not sure if they know each other. I walk back up stairs and see laid on my parent’s bed many spiritual trinkets, hanuman statues, wooden ganesha idols, rosary beads. The sun is beaming through the window and I see Ram Dass in the door frame. I repeat the name of ‘Ram’ a few times and he smiles. I run over to him and give him a big hug and say ‘Ram Dass you wouldn’t believe the journey I’ve been on! Oh boy, oh boy.’ We lie down on the bed together and I’m staring into his face. He is talking to me in between his voice before the stroke and after it. A medium pace to his words with a slight bit of youth, he talks about the feeling of homecoming within spirituality and there are subtitles when he speaks. He struggles for the next word and I see in the subtitles it says ‘nostalgia’ so I say it as if I came up with it. He agrees that that is the word and doesn’t seem to notice that I read it from the subtitles and showing he can’t read my mind unlike big Gurus like Neem Karoli Baba. Ram Dass continues talking as I wake up out of the dream.