I had this dream not long after my sister died of cancer in early 2018.
Watching a play with Liz about two sisters, one dying of cancer. Her friend is interviewing her and she starts reciting the “Bardo of Becoming,” starting with “Soon I will be dead…” She describes the phenomenology of dying, what it’s like for her. Several other characters appear (male if I recall correctly), one growling, one making a droning sound—creating the atmosphere of a Buddhist ceremony; the speech at this point has subtitles . I find this riveting. Then I’m on a full school bus traveling in the area in which I grew up. I’m talking to a guy I used to work with at a library who had a glass eye from a botched operation, asking him if he’s a Buddhist, if he’s studied that or meditated, and telling him about the play, especially the Bardo of Becoming scene. I comment that Liz probably hated that scene, but I love it.
I am open to comments, questions, interpretation suggestions (I prefer the format “If this was my dream…” but I’ll assume you are implicitly saying that in any case).