I dreamed that I am with my former therapist, whom I haven't seen in five years, admitting that there is no death if you never live. I try to conclude, and he waits for me before leaving. I finally say, "There's a cinder in the snow. What does it have to do with me? It's a part of my morphing(corrected to changing) cathedral." When I have finished, he leaves.
What have you dreamed lately? Anything about life & death?