I dreamt I was in India at several times in Gandhi's life (1869 - 1948). I was the adult I am now and played with him when he was a small child. I recall him as giggly but shy and cute. I met with him at other times in his life, including near the end of his life, right after Pakistan was made a separate nation from India in 1947, and as a result, all Hell broke loose between Hindus and Muslims and Gandhi lived in Muslim home in a large Indian city trying to quell the violence.
I'm sure all of this was influenced by the movie classic "Gandhi" (1982) but I could see some of the sights, including colorful buildings, smell some of the pungent scents and hear some of the sounds. Perhaps that was also influenced by two recent Oprah shows in which she was in India and shared a bit of the tapestry of that nation with us.
In any case, I am deeply impressed by Gandhi's work and fascinated by his writings and thought process, much as I am with other great peace makers, including Nelson Mandela, Mother Teresa and Peace Pilgrim.
Dick
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