I was at a friends house. I was watching some kind of channel that had shows talk about independent, strong women. I then looked around and noticed I was surrounded by a family. The wife got up and led me into the kitchen. There she showed me the various idols she had laying on her table, and I noticed she was wearing a green punjabi suit with a white chunee. She was Caucasian. She passed me a book of religions. I flipped through it, and saw that Sikhism was the first entry. She picked up some sacred oil and applied it to my forehead. She continued rubbing the center of my forehead, chanting, "Om nama shivaya", while ringing a bell. After she finished, she was back in her normal western clothing. Marisa was with me too. There was this HUGE feeling of love blanketing us all.
I know who the woman is. I guess all this time she has been watching over me.