Missing Mary Magdalen

I am in a small chapel at a special Catholic mass where the ghost of Mary Magdalen is going to be giving the homily. I have the sense that she will be revealing mysteries about Jesus that will be scandalous and paradigm-shifting and I feel so honored to be one of a small group of people who will get to hear from her directly. My older sister and I are sharing a hymnal and struggling to follow the right verses of the hymn we are singing. Then the next thing I know I am waking up hours later alone in a hotel room adjacent to the chapel. Everyone else is gone and I am so disoriented and disappointed that I missed the special event!

(If this was your dream what would it be about? Comment below beginning with "If it was my dream..." or "In my imagined version of this dream...")

© Genevieve Camp, The Rise of Isis, 2025, magazine collage, 5” x 8”