I was in a house with large trees around outside. It was very dark and there were several girls in the house, like we were having a party.
None of us got along very well, although I tried to keep the peace between them.
I discovered that I had a magic power: I could change objects into other objects and telepathically bring them to me.
I practiced my power on many things but it sometimes didn't work. Some of the meaner girls asked me to prove my power and I tried to, using a book, but it didn't work.
I was able to work my magic on a small, round, black disk, but the book was hopeless.
I then practiced on a large dresser-type piece of furniture. I turned it into several objects. Then my mother entered the house, and I tried to turn it back into the original object so that she wouldn't be mad. I couldn't, but she forgave me and went about her business.
I was then transferred to this grocery-store parking lot that was right next to a pond. There were many pine trees around the pond and the lot. I was taunting the devil. I tried to make him mad by saying that he was useless and that God reigned supreme.
He was getting more and more agitated. Then I heard God talking to me from behind. He said that I shouldn't taunt the devil. He said that the devil knew what was coming to him and to just leave him alone. I didn't want to, because I was having a fun time taunting him.
Finally the devil got so irritated that he sent a shot of fire out over all the people in the lot. Then he directed a huge bolt of fire at me but it did nothing. The devil told me that I was going to burn in hell, but I didn't believe him.
Then God came and sent the devil to hell. He disappeared and God came over to me to tell me what I did wrong.
God turned out to be my grandfather. He told me that I was "playing God" and deciding people's futures. He then told me to pray for them, and He would give them back their strengths and gifts.
I prayed for the people and then God and I sat down next to the pond. God handed me an acoustic guitar, and I played it the correct way this time: left hand on frets, right hand on strings. I was able to get a song out of it.
Note:
In a previous dream I didn’t play the guitar the correct way.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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