I dreamt of a woman named Beth

I entered her little shop. She was selling some embroidered pieces of art. She was happy to finally have a customer. She spoke an asian language I couldn't understand.
Another woman walked in and they exchanged words and Beth started crying.
I hugged her and told her she had blessed hands and a blessed heart. And she is now my sister and I will protect her.
On the walls there were pieces of arts she made on fabric with thread. A ship, beautiful scenery of spring, galaxies, two sisters holding hands.