Spooky dream about Mom

I dreamt of a brief visitation from Mom. She was beautiful as she was in middle age before cancer struck. I realized she was dead and had something to tell me. I had a tape recorder in my hands so I turned it on. She said two sentences, ending with something like, "They are going to Dundas today." Then I woke up, realized the tape recorder was unreal, and I had been too busy turning it on to hear what she said.

I have only two connections with the town of Dundas, both related somehow to the time of Mom's death. My fabric artist friend Lorraine Roy lives there. Just before Mom died she gave me some money. I used some of it to buy Lorraine's piece, Burning Bush 8. I had hoped to show it to Mom, but she died before I could.

Also at the time of Mom's death I was working on the large pipe organ at St. James Anglican Church in Dundas. Mom died in February 2008 as we were finishing the work and it was first played at Easter that year.

I had not consciously made the Dundas connection before, but it makes me wonder what Mom was trying to tell me; or rather, what I am trying to tell myself.