Last night I dreamed of crucifixes a couple of times. The most memorable was of a walking stick sized crucifix that had Jesus upside down on the cross. I turned it over to put Jesus up the right way and no matter which way I turned it... Jesus was upside down. It was so disturbing that I tried to throw the crucifix like a javelin out the window ... far far away. It landed on the ground and I found myself shouting to people below not to touch it... that it was evil.