dalai lama

I dreamt I was part of this group of people. Not sure if it was a work group, a school, or???  I was asked to make a fan ? or a ??? for the dalai lama that was visiting. I had to make it out of red and orange tissue paper or cloth that was given to me. I had a second of a feeling of "how do I do this??" and "why me?" and "will my colleagues be upset I was chosen?" The second went quick. I had a task to perform, I was happy to perform it and I knew it would come to me on how to do it. I went into the room where he would speak. It was a small room with about 4 to 5 rows of tables covered in red cloth that were low to the ground. I went to the back row and started wrapping and twisting and had just about finished. I could hear people milling into the room. One of the head people was saying "why are we using orange and red together, that is just stupid." I wondered for a second if I should take the orange out of my project, but realized that is what the dalai lama was wearing."  A man came by me and wanted to sit by me, but I could also see he was checking the table. I looked up and had realized there were name cards on the tables as to where you should sit. The dalai lama was in the room at this time and was looking around pleased. I had one more thing to fasten on the thing I was making but thought I had better find my correct seat. I looked around and I was at the front. I saw that we had a notebook at each sitting and some supplies. I wondered if it was ok to use tape to finish. I decided to go ahead and use it.