I had a dream before I woke up this morning, in which I was really stressed out and full of negative emotion, like I was on Saturday (bad day, depression and anxiety got the better of me). In the dream, I was walking home from a job from which I had been fired, when two of my former coworkers (in the dream) drove up along side and picked me up. They took me to a Buddhist center, I knew in the dream it was different from the school of Buddhism that I had been exposed to, but I also knew it was definitely what mind and soul needed right then. There was a room where Green Tara was being chanted, and for some reason it was a men-only event. I accidentally broke an item on an altar. I just remember basically prostrating myself in tears of relief.