I actually ended up having a dream about Mary last night. I was in Israel for some reason, and was being permitted to see some relics, and to even handle them. For some reason, they were quite responsive to psychic activity (I could think them at me without even trying). But the big wtf thing was that my brother was trying to jump around and kick things... I had to drag him off a dresser, hold him tight behind the shoulders, and scream my head off until my mom came to claim him...

Most odd!