I had attended an event and was driving home alone on an Interstate highway when I encountered a detour. The detour went into a mountainous region and I drove in it for a while, but began to worry that I had missed the road that would return me to the Interstate. I tried to use a GPS app to return to the Interstate but the app failed.
I then found myself in a fairly large room of people with TK present. He was an esteemed teacher I once had. We did not exchange words, but had sustained eye contact; and I could tell from his eyes that he recognized who I was, and of course, I recognized who he was. I understood, somehow that we were not to speak. In his lap he held a wooden box and in the box were spiritual things and objects from his life that he had collected. The dream ended or was it just beginning?