there was the unmistakable essence of camaraderie...just a mere suggestion of simpatico....of empathy..And for those few moments, her world stood still...silent....and the ever-twirling and whirling and overwhelming debris...actually seemed to disappear....
"In its place?", you ask ?Green tundra....organic....solid....consistent....a veritable football field of green....a HEALING GREEN....life force....And she thought.....for just a second.....that she heard the sound of a woman ''chanting''.... accompanied by a HARP.....Chanting beautifully....eerily even...But all she could really see.... was the green of the field....Suddenly !!!!there appeared a Basket of some sort....on a table covered with a WHITE cloth....In the basket....a POMEGRANATE....the mystical symbol of FERTILITY....The harp became louder....GORGEOUS MUSIC.....beckoning...and then she awakened.....just in time to prepare for Shabbat......