…yes, I did do it, BUT it was SOO freaking hard to sleep with my hands underneath my pillow while lying on my back. In the end I didn’t have a dream of my future husband that I can recall. However two nights ago I did have a dream EXACTLY like the one you’re supposed to have on St. Agnes Eve, so I guess that makes up for it? (And weirdly it was one of my friends I dreamed of, not some random stranger I saw years ago or just the other week). I still think this is a cool ritual, even if it is really hard to do. I might try and do it again next year, to see if I get the desired results that time.