Magic & Dreams of New Orleans
In the dream he had on a large brimmed black hat and sat across from me, surrounded by candles. He gestured as if showing me things though I couldn’t understand what he was saying or who he was. A week later I was on New Orleans store website and saw him--the man from my dream, a Voodoo priest. After calling to set up a session with him, I realized he didn’t speak English, hence why I couldn’t understand him in the dream. And next thing I knew I was on a plane during a storm