3 Spanish Coins... Although they were spent, they remind me that my father had somewhat approved of my wanderlust. He told me that if he had not been responsible for a family, he too would have liked to travel and that he would like me to use the 3 Spanish coin to buy a flock of sheep and travel the country. And although the coins were simply material wealth, the fact that my father gave them to me was not only an omen that I would be able to travel, but also a sign that he approved of my decisions. The sycamore and the dream... I was extremely tired and had no other motivation to continue and decided to rest under the sycamore that grew in place of a sacristy. It reminds me a little of my past and my years at the seminary, but that was now in the past. I fell asleep and dreamed of an innocent boy leading me to a precious treasure but disappearing before giving the exact location... again. The dream was now beginning to sink into my memory and I was becoming obsessed with it. I decided that maybe a gypsy could help me. My sheep... my family... Now it was me who had been bec...