I had a dream last night. The dream itself is not that important. In the dream. I was restoring an old failing, falling apart restaurant. People were redecorating it after I had let go of workers who were lazy or inept. They were using designs from India to beautify it. It was gorgeous. Then I began to wake up. In that half awake/half asleep point, I am aware of a voice saying (or it could have been my own mind) saying : all these people in the dream were you, playing many parts..but upon awakening they were dissolved into you, so too do we dissolve into God upon our death.