Some of my current friends were my housemates - having their own apartment in the house.
I was tidying up around the place. it was evening. I stepped into another room and when I came back everything i had been working on ( laundry, stacks of mail, etc) had been replaced with decorations, like dried flowers and ting-ting and garlands of beads. I knew that this was my housemates playing a little surprise on me, but I wasn't sure why.
Then they came in and made it clear that we should all trip that night, and that some of them had already started; indeed a couple of my friends faces had started to change. I was given a small green capsule about the size of a sesame seed. It dissolved as soon as it hit my tongue, and the effects were instant as well. My friends' faces got more plastic masky looking. Everything else grew more shiny and wonderful.
We went outside, where I kept my car parked. There was a large gathering of people and vehicles and tents and food spreading from my driveway all through the front yard and in the street. the cars were parked so tightly that i had to go through one car's driver and passenger doors to get by, there was no room to walk around. The crowd was a hippie gypsy road trip bohemian following something sort of mob. I was having great fun talking and listening and absurdly people watching in my yard.
The reason they were in my yard and the object of their pilgrimage was a group of holy people, or musicians or magical gurus - some combination of these. The guru musicians were staying in the house behind mine whose balcony faced my french door entrance. They were indeed making beautiful music, saying wise things and they had decorated animals up on the balcony with them. They were dressed in light colored, flowing softly shining robes.
When I returned to my back yard and the entrance to my flat I saw that the stairs had been strewn with sweet smelling flowers and runners of shiny fabric and what looked like freshwater pearls.
I opened my door and found that the inside was strewn and bedazzled in nearly the same way. On my bed was a cloth bag made of a fine translucent champagne colored fabric. Inside the bag were pearls and dried herbs and sparkling crystals and a vial of some precious oil.The last impression I have from this dream is of being amused, and touched at the gift from the gurus and how well it suited my current psychedelic state of mind.
