Playing with the Faeries

Playing with the Faeries

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Thoughts from Spirit-8/14/13

Thoughts from Spirit

Owl spreads his wings

Holds them to the sky

Says fly little one fly

He stands before the

Tree of sacred wood

The tree whispers

It’s in your blood

The tree shares much

The knowledge of the Olde

Flows through her veins

As a bright light blazes

Within her soul

The runes speak in song

Images flash in her mind’s eye

The learning has begun

Hold fast to the sun

Fly on the wind

The journey will now begin

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Ramblings of an Enlightened Mind-Rune Dance-4-10-13

RAMBLINGS OF AN ENLIGHTENED MIND

RUNE DANCE

4/10/13

2013-02-23 22.37.45

I took the runes into my soul

And began the dance of fate

They spoke to me and

Told me their names

Faces unmasked as the world spun

My journey has just begun

Here comes the hands of fate

My name they spun

As they spoke

Rune master-keeper of the gate

Take the runes unto your breast

Whisper their names

Sing the songs of love and praise

24 spirits become one

With you weaving your fate

Become their maiden

And learn their secrets

Dance, sing, and give thanks

Gebo, a gift for a gift

That is the way of things

24 voices sing in unison

As the dance increases the pace

No easy path to take

But is it one you are willing to undertake?

Does your voice increase in tempo?

Make your heart race?

Do you feel as if you are part of something great??

Do you accept your fate?

The beauty is there waiting to be seen

The knowledge taught

Do you hear their voices?

Can you feel their song?

I answer as I must

Yes I accept my fate

My soul yearns to complete their dance

And sing their song

Magickal, mystical twists and turns

This path will have me take

I take them in my hands and spin

Round and round the tree

Laughter fills the air

And our voices sing!!

Monday, March 11, 2013

Runic Journey #2 3-9-13

Runic Journey #2 3/9/13

I’ve been having a particularly hard time the last few weeks. Death has been my shadow in the form of my second mom being overcome by cancer and now Illness is at hand with my Grandmother in the hospital with pneumonia. Sometimes I think perhaps my shamanic journey the last 6 months has led me to this point in time where strength, compassion and love are things I need to hold onto. The main point being I’m not alone. I have become more aware of my guides and the deities who have chosen to work with me now. They were really there all along just in the shadows waiting until I was ready. Being a shaman is not an easy journey and you are a fool to think otherwise. I choose Saturday for my meditation and prayer to my guides and my bond with the runes. After a day at the Owl with the grounding and centering meditation and then Who is Your Goddess class, it was already well on the way to an intensely spiritual day. There was also a reading by the medium Melissa Morgan and I don’t know if I will share that or not but I will definitely write it down for my own journey book. I have shared it with my love only because he is intricately bound in it and some enlightenment came and I remembered what was once forgotten. But I digress. The reason I wanted to do a special prayer is because I had much sorrow and pain and needed guidance and chose to read the runes after my meditation for validation.

I started out with a simple plea for my guides and deities for help with my shamanic work with my second mom. My main goal for this work was to provide comfort to her and prepare the way for her spirit to leave this plane. I’ve accomplished that partly but there is still more work to be done but it’s not time for that just yet. Then I lit some Dragon’s blood and prepared the runes for the post work.

I started in my sacred grove and sat under Mother Tree, who has shared many visions and embraces with me the last two weeks. Mother Freya appeared first as her particular gifts are what I need at this time and then Odin, whose relationship to me has been very murky until that knowledge was shown to me early in the day. Freya has her hair down and her helmet on and her two cats, I want to call them Muse and Darmia for some reason. She always brings them with her because she knows they comfort me. And then walks up my panther Li and my wolf Lobo. They eat rest their heads in my lap and I pet them one by one. Li is to my left and Lobo is to my right. Odin is to my right and Freya to my left.

They tell me that Momma Lu’s god awaits her and to follow them to see what I must see. We walk for a long time and come to a big oak door and it’s huge and massive and ornate pieces of gold wrap around it and in the middle is such an intense white light that it blinds me. Freya and Odin speak in unison and tell me to call Lu’s angels to help her walk through the gate. The name Michael forms on my lips and in a voice that is my own and not my own. I clap my hands three times and I call down Michael to hold audience with me. One of your own needs you and please come for yours. A beautiful being in gold armor appears to the right side of the gate and he says I have come and I will hold vigil for LuAnn Spears Burks and then to the left I see her ancestors and family members walk up and stand and say we shall hold vigil until the time has come. You shall bring her to us and she will move on. A feeling of dismissal weighs the air down and my deities walk back to the tree with me. Each clasp my shoulder and Freya kisses me on my brow and I feel such a beautiful tickling going up my left arm like I’m wrapped in silk. This is for you she said and walks away. In my right arm, a wave of strength moves up to my shoulder. Then he walks away. My panther and my wolf are always the last to leave me. Wolf and panther both lick my hands and rub them over their fur and I have strong warmth fill my body.

I woke up to my room and the world is crystal clear and then I close my eyes and ask the runes for their help. “Rune spirits, please give me your guidance so I may move forward” A tingling in the back of my neck forms and runs down my body and my hands are guided to the bags of runes and I start pulling them one by one and when I get to the ninth one, a multitude of voices speak in my head and say Look and learn.

Here are the runes I pulled and what meanings came to me.

Right to left

DAGAZ-major transformation, radical transition where ordinary life falls away

KENAZ-reversed-joyful giving up of old ways. Stasis. Death and Rebirth

OTHALA reversed-discard old conditioning and move forward with honesty. Then adapt and wait for universe’s bounty

EIHWAZ- enlightenment, balance, strength

NAUTHIZ-patience, face your fears, major self-change

HAGALAZ-disruption upon awakening from a deep sleep then complete power surge

GEBO-partnership that is separate yet united. Union with the Divine

JERA-seeds have been planted and sown. All is as it should be and patience is necessary. Wait to see the fruits of your labors.

FEHU-wealth, fruits of our labor, creation and destruction, abundance.

OFFERING TO THE RUNES,

DRAGON’S BLOOD INCENSE

MEAD

In closing, I thanked the rune spirits and then relaxed. I came awake and Mister was to my left.

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Shamanic Meditation #2-Healing Power Meditation 3-3-13

Shamanic Meditation #1 on my own
Today was a special day that I needed extra help. Michelle’s mom (Mom #2) has been diagnosed with cancer again after a long remission only this time, it’s all through her body and incurable. She doesn’t have much time and I needed some extra energy today before I go to see her in the hospital. My gifts sometimes show me too much and I just don’t know how I could handle it on my own. I spoke with one of my mentors, Jim, and even though we haven’t really said that, he is important to my spiritual growth, I just know. Mentors are really teachers who you also teach and that is how I look at it. He is also my family and I thank my guides and gods who have shown me the path to him as well as so many others in the last year. One doesn’t make a family, many do.
Today I choose to do my Tree Meditation but before I did that I asked for my guides, gods and ancestors to come to me. The energy was very velvety and moved over my body in a calming matter so I knew something major was coming to me in this particular meditation.
I started walking into my grove of trees and found myself looking at the beautiful blue sky, the warm breeze danced through my hair and birds sang so beautifully and happily, they told me spring was coming soon. This helped me even more as I’ve been so wanting the maiden spring to come in. The smells filled the air, lilac, jasmine and even a rose. Everything was crystal clear. As I walked up to the tree, mother tree embraced me with her branches and two people walked up to me. The first one was Mother Freya. She was so maternal and serene... her long red hair falling down her back. She was in a simple dress and a dark blue shawl covered her shoulders, around her stood three cats. She spoke in a lyrical voice and said I’m here my child. As I watched a tall man walked up to the other side of the tree and he was darkly handsome with long grey hair and a grey beard and an eye patch over his eye, upon his shoulders sat 2 crows, Hugin and Munin. He had a dark cloak on and in his hands there was an old old staff engraved with runes. He walked up and said I’m here young one. They gestured to the tree and told me to prepare myself for what I must do. As I sat there, I saw a dark grey wolf walk up and sit on my right side and lay his head on my leg and look up at me with his dark brown eyes. Then a black panther slinked up to me, golden yellow eyes and laid down on my left side and put her head on my right leg and looked up at me with her golden eyes. Then a group of all assorted animals came up from the trees, deer, elk, rabbits, turtles, lions and different big cats, many of them.
As I closed my eyes, I seen the Fates (maiden, mother, crone) spinning on their wheel of spider silk and I felt their energy fill me and I closed my eyes the last thing I heard was the birds chirping in the wind through my hair as I flowed into the tree and followed the roots, Mother Earth covered me in her warm moist dirt, giving me warmth as I traveled. I went many miles parting through rock as if I were swimming in water and they parted for me and touched me with their strength as I moved forward. Finally I come to the pristine lake with the clear waters and from the water a woman rose up and whispered let go of your sorrows and pain my daughter and let it flow into the water. She lifted me up and embraced me and I felt all the pain and sorrow fall from me. She became a huge waterfall and I became the waterfall as well and we pushed forward back into the water and back to the roots of the tree and I journeyed back very fast, Mother Earth caressed me with her essence as I moved through her. I came back into my body very quickly and Father Odin took my head in both of his hands and said take what I give you young one. And then Mother Freya placed a kiss on my forehead and said this will help you my child. They both said now go and get your tool to help. The wolf licked my right hand and the panther my left hand. As I looked up my beautiful lynx walked up to me and sat down, nodded and said climb on my back young one. I climbed onto her back and ran my hands over her soft fur and felt myself becoming one with her as she ran. We came to the largest Ancestor fire I’ve seen and many more ancestors were there waiting for me. Grandpa Baldwin said Hey Toots, been waiting for you, and I’m here. I walked up to him and gave him a hug and he told me to tell Dad that he was a good son and that he always watching over him and I see my great grandmother Bircher, my great grandmother Sheffer, my grandma Sheffer and my grandpa Sheffer and many more back ages through time. Last one who came up to me was Uncle Dave and he said I may not be blood but I’m always your family and he said he’s seen his boys and his grandson and granddaughter and that they are beautiful and I’m to tell Shawn and Wes that they are good dads. He told me that he watches out for all of them and more so with Todd. He gave me a hug and told me to go to where I needed and the many generations of ancestors parted the way for the eldest grandmother. She motions me to come here and give me the blade and said remember your lessons, protect, heal, teach and the sword glows brighter than I’ve ever seen, the runes move continuously over the blade, it becomes the staff and the staff glows with such a bluish green intensity flowing over it and into my hands that shake with the power, then the book appears larger than before and flips open and healing runes flow into my body quickly and some I recognize some I don’t. I walk away from the fire thanking all my ancestors for being there for me and protecting me and guiding me.
I start to walk towards the lynx, my body humming with power, I feel like an electrical wire. I climb onto her back and we run very fast from the fire and back to the grove of trees.
The animals in the grove slowly move away and the wolf, panther, lynx lick me as they leave. Father Odin and Mother Freya walked away and I wake up and come back into my body. I see my familiar Olivia laying to my left side and Samuel in front of me. Mister walks up to me and lets me pet him and walks away. I feel cleansed and full of energy once I come back to this reality.





Thursday, February 28, 2013

1ST RUNIC RITUAL-2/25/13-FULL SNOW MOON

RUNIC RITUAL 2/25/13 10:15 PM FULL SNOW MOON

I WAS GIVEN SPECIFIC INSTRUCTIONS FOR MY FIRST RUNE RITUAL ON THE WAY HOME FROM THE OWL AFTER MY SHAMANIC JOURNEY. HERE IS WHAT WAS TOLD TO ME.

UNTIL YOU ARE READY TO BLOOD BOUND WITH US, DRAGON’S BLOOD INCENSE AND WATER ARE ACCEPTABLE OFFERINGS, PAINT THE RUNES RED, THIS SIGNIFIES BLOOD SUCH AS THAT IN LIFE AND BATTLE AND YOU MUST DO THIS WITH EACH OF US, TALKING TO EACH OF US IS ACCEPTABLE, THAT IS IT’S OWN FORM OF PRAYER/WORSHIP. SAY OUR NAMES AS YOU PAINT US. ONCE THIS IS DONE, SHOW YOUR FATHER, HE MUST SEE US. WRITE DOWN WHAT YOU PULL SO YOU MAY READ LATER AND UNDERSTAND MORE. THIS MUST BE DONE ON THE NIGHT OF FULL MOON. I WAS TOLD THAT TEACHERS /GUIDES WERE GOING TO BE COMING TO ME SOON TO HELP ME BOND WITH THEM.

I BEGAN MY RITUAL WITH A BRASS PLATTER AND A COPPER TANKARD AND TWO STICKS OF DRAGON INCENSE. AT THIS POINT, I WAS JUST GOING BY MY GUT. I OPENED THE BAG AND PRAYED THAT I WAS SHOWN TRUTH AND WISDOM AND THAT I WANTED TO BEGIN BONDING WITH THEM. MUSIC WAS ESSENTIAL AND I PLAYED THE ENYA STATION LOW DURING THE RITUAL.

HERE IS THE ORDER OF THE RUNES THAT WERE PULLED AND MY INITIAL IMPRESSIONS OF EACH ONE.

AS I SPOKE THEIR NAMES, THEY FELL OFF MY TONGUE LIKE I’VE ALWAYS KNOWN THEM, THEIR NAMES MERE WHISPERS FULL OF POWER AND INTENT.

PERTH-INITIATION

MANNAZ-SELF

LAGUZ-FLOW

ISA-STANDSTILL

KENAZ-REVELATION

HAGALZ-DISRUPTION

INGWAZ-INTUITION

FEHU-WEALTH, LUCK, ABUNDANCE

JERA-PEACE, PROSPERITY, HAPPINESS

DAGAZ-SPIRITUAL AID & GUIDANCE

WUNJO-JOY, SPIRITUAL ATTAINMENT BUT BE CAUTIOUS

GEBO-PARTNERSHIP, GIFTS WITH SACRIFICE AND GENEROSITY, BALANCE

NAUTHIZ-ENDURANCE, SURVIVAL, DETERMINATION, FACE YOUR FEARS, SELF RELIANCE

EIHWAZ-DEFENSE, ENDING AND BEGINNING

KANO –SAME AS KENAZ BUT MEANS CREATIVITY, POSITIVE RUNE, RUNE OF INSPIRATION, THE MUSE

SOWILO-SUCCESS, POWER AVAILABLE TO YOU TO EFFECT POSITIVE CHANGES

EHWAZ-CONFIRMATION, TRANSPORTATION, MOVEMENT & CHANGE FOR THE BETTER

ALGIZ-PROTECTION

ANSUZ-REVEALING MESSAGE OR INSIGHT, OMEN OR SIGN

THURISAZ-PROTECTION, FIRE, STRONG MALE ENERGY

BERKANA-GROWTH, NEW BIRTH OR BEGINNING

TIWAZ-VICTORY & SUCCESS IN LEGAL MATTERS, JUSTICE

OTHALA-INHERITED PROPERTY OR POSSESSIONS, SPIRITUAL HERITAGE

RAIDO-JOURNEY-SPIRITUAL OR PHYSICAL

AS I STARTED PULLING AND GETTING READY TO PAINT THEM WITH MY MARKER IT REFUSED TO WORK. I THEN WAS TOLD THAT IT WASN’T QUITE TIME TO PAINT THEM YET. THIS WAS JUST THE BEGINNING. I HELD THEM IN MY HAND AS I PULLED THEM AND THEY WHISPERED TO ME AND I FEEL THEIR HEARTBEAT.

THEY SANG TO ME AND THANKED ME FOR TAKING CARE OF THEM. THEIR MUSIC WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ENTRANCING SOUND I’VE EVER HEARD.

1ST SHAMANIC JOURNEY 2/23/13

2/23/13

SHAMANIC JOURNEY #1

JAMES LED OUR GROUP INTO A SHAMANIC JOURNEY. HE STARTED OFF CALLING IN THE GUARDIANS. AS HE DID THAT, I FELT THE HAIR ON THE BACK OF MY NECK STAND UP AND GOOSEBUMPS ON MY ARMS, THIS TOLD ME THAT SPIRITS WERE AROUND AND VERY STRONG.

HE LED US TO A HUGE TREE WITH CONDOR, JAGUAR, AND DRAGON. I DIDN’T REALLY HAVE ANY HESITATION WHEN THE JAGUAR CAME UP TO ME. AS I BECAME ONE WITH THE JAGUAR, I KNEW THAT WE WERE ABOUT TO BE GUIDED INTO THE UNDERWORLD. I WAS VERY AWARE OF MY PHYSICAL BODY EVEN THOUGH I WAS IN THE OTHER PLANE AND WHEN I STARTED GOING INTO THE UNDERWORLD, I FOUGHT IT IN THE JOURNEY WORLD AND FELT IT IN MY PHYSICAL BODY, MY WHOLE BODY SHOOK AND TREMBLED. ONCE I BECAME MORE LINKED WITH THE JAGUAR MY FEARS EASED AWAY AND I FELT MY JOURNEY BODY RELAX AND MY PHYSICAL BODY DID TOO. I REMEMBER SEEING A LAKE WITH A BOAT AND WHOM I IDENTIFIED AS CHERON TAKE US ACROSS THE LAKE. JIM WAS GUIDED US TO A BIG FIRE WHERE WE WERE TO SEE MY ANCESTORS. I SEEN A GROUP OF PEOPLE AROUND THE FIRE AND WHEN THEY WALKED UP TO ME, THEY WERE THE PEOPLE IN MY DREAM OF THE METAPHYSCIAL FAIR. HE TOLD US TO GO TO THE ELDEST AND GET OUR WEAPONS. THE ELDER WAS VERY ANCIENT, MANY WRINKLES AND FEMALE, SHE HAD LONG BRAIDED WHITE HAIR AND SOME KIND OF SHIFT ON. SHE FIRST PUT ARMOR ON ME MUCH LIKE THE VIKINGS CHAIN MAIL AND HELMET, THIS SURPRISED ME AS I WASN’T EXPECTING THIS. I WAS EXPECTING A CLOAK. AS SOON AS THE CHAIN MAIL WAS PUT ON, SHE THEN PUT A FUR LINED CLOAK OVER THE CHAIN MAIL. SHE THEN CAME UP TO ME WITH A WRAPPED PACKAGE. WHEN SHE OPENED IT, IT WAS A HUGE SWORD, INSCRIBED WITH RUNES ON THE BLADE, VERY HEAVY, THIS THEN MORPHED INTO A STAFF WITH RUNES ON IT, THEN THE STRAFF MORPHED INTO A BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE, OLD KNOWLEDGE,

THE FIFTH SWORD FROM THE LEFT IS CLOSE TO THE SWORD IN MY DREAM.clip_image002

IT GLOWED IN THE FIRELIGHT. THEN WE WERE TO GO INTO DARKNESS AND FIGHT WHAT WE WERE AFRAID OF, AGAIN, I FOUGHT THIS VERY STRONGLY IN THE JOURNEY WORLD AND THE REAL WORLD, MY BODY STARTED SHAKING AGAIN.

AS I WALKED INTO THE DARKNESS, IT BECAME A LARGE CAVERN, AND A HUGE SHADOW CAME FROM THE WALL..SIZE OF A SMALL DRAGON I WOULD SAY, DARKISH GREEN, PART REPTILIAN, PART SPIDER LEGS. I REMEMBER JUMPING ONTO ITS BACK HOPING TO TAKE CONTROL OF IT THAT WAY, THIS WHOLE SCENE WAS SAME, VERY AGITATED IN THE JOURNEY WORLD AND THE REAL WORLD. I SCREAMED FOR IT’S NAME AND IT WOULDN’T TELL ME, JUST KEPT THROWING ME OFF, THEN I REMEMBER FEELING SUCH AN IMMENSE RAGE, THAT I FINALLY JUMPED ON ITS BACK AND SCREAMED SUBMIT AND GIVE ME YOUR NAME, IT ROARED, “LAGATHOR” I TOOK THE SWORD AND SLAMMED IT INTO ITS HEAD AND THEN IT STOPPED MOVING. WE THEN WENT BACK TO THE FIRE AND I TALKED TO MY ANCESTORS, THANKING THEM FOR THEIR GIFTS AND ASKED IF THERE WAS ANYTHING THEY WANTED OF ME, THEY SPOKE THESE 3 WORDS, TEACH, HEAL , PROTECT, THEN I CAME BACK INTO MY BODY.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

WICKED WIND BY HEATHER POWERS

This poem was inspired by a early morning experience I had recently.

The wicked wind doth blow as a mournful howl arose.

The white wolf doth walk between here and there

And seen by none but one.

The wisdom he brings rings true.

The traveler wonders what can be found

betwixt the seen and unseen much like a dream.

The wanderer should not tarry and should be wary

of the dark faery as she awakens from the deep deep sleep with many thoughts to keep.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

SIMPLE CLARITY

THIS IS A REPOST FROM A POEM I WROTE ALMOST 2 YEARS AGO…INSPIRED BY A POEM I HEARD FROM ANGI SULLINS A LONG TIME AGO.

11/29/10 Inspired by a poem I heard..

SIMPLE CLARITY

memories flow gracefully from ones body as the words are written by pen…scars torn open to flow again…hands grasping and embracing..new beginnings start again.

Inspiration is but a butterfly learning to use its wings:)

=================================================================

memories flow gracefully

from one’s body as the

words are written by pen

scars torn open to flow again

hands grasping and embracing

new beginnings, start again

inspiration is but a butterfly

learning to use its wings

free flow words

bleed onto the page

in the book of regret

sadness flows freely

as the madness begins

clarity is sought

in a web spun of dead ends

knowledge is power

of creation or destruction

you pick your poison

pen strokes flee the

paper unnaturally

the words are spun

in the air

creating a spell

to disrupt the flow

of thoughts in my head

fantasy eludes my grasp

as I fight off reality

my relief comes slowly

in the form of a light

a beacon in the never ending

storm of despair

clarity is found again in the

simplest of dreams

where it was there waiting

for me to seek it

peace enfolds me as

the realization sinks in

that I’m not alone

once again,

I’m closer

to truth

that I thought

was lost in trails of

misdirection.

Misdirection disguised

as a fork in the road.

Follow my instincts

and everything works

out as it should.

So the ending is

really a beginning.

A transformation of sorts

Complication becomes

simplification.

It always was.

Just needed to ask the

right questions.

As always, my words written are unknown to me until I read them back. It’s like my muse follows me into enlightenment and types with her fingers through me. Words become sentences and sentences become paragraphs. Simple yet complicated. I can’t describe the feeling. I just feel my fingers type and don’t know what is written until the end. Profound words of wisdom disguised in poetry.

What is your muse and inspiration? Please comment and share.

Until next time, Earth

DREAMS AND SUCH JANUARY & FEBRUARY 2013

After my shamanic cleansing Saturday at The Wandering Owl and an enlightening conversation with one of my shamanic mentors, I’ve determined that my ancestors have been trying to tell me some things and after a particularly vivid journey Saturday evening, I finally figured out what. I’ve been using my paternal spiritual gifts because my maternal ones were either lost or stolen several generations ago and it appears that I’m being called to start the process of fixing something that occurred in my maternal family line several generations back. I have also been imposing limitations on my shadow self who I affectionately call Green Woman. She is full of wild magic and very sensual and feral. I basically did this because I was afraid of what I can do and the unknown factor terrified me. I’ve came around full circle again and accepted that part of myself and decided to remove my self imposed limitations and see what happens from there. The first thing I’ve noticed is that I’m feeling very balanced and centered and because of this, I see things with crystalline clarity. This excites me as well scares me a little but I’ve came to accept it.

So I’ve decided to put down my dreams that I’ve had over that last month and give my analysis of each one.

Dream #1 1/19/13

Starts with me walking outside a warehouse trying to find something.

In my head, I’m thinking a metaphysical gathering and I’m trying to find my way there.

I come upon 2 dogs who remind me strangely of gargoyles.

They do not scare me just make me feel like they have ancient knowledge and they felt like guardians of some sort. I speak to them and ask them where the fair is. They turn and start walking to a house in the middle of nowhere and pause until I follow. They take me to this old cottage and there is a family there. An old woman, young couple and kids dressed in what I would say is peasant clothing. I ask them where the fair is and they point to this building and say. Go there.

I walk into this building which looks like a warehouse and come upon what I would say is a carnival of sorts, there is an olde tyme ride and a man running a ride that looked like a train... he didn’t seem to notice I was there until I spoke and asked where is the fair and then he looked up and pointed. There are kids in old fashioned clothing running around with huge lollipops.

I walk through a doorway and see two slides. One that falls into a pit of plastic balls and another one that is like a waterslide. A little girl comes up and says these are the fun ways to get there pick which way.

I choose neither and then was guided into a room with old machinery…no one is here at all. I see a double set of doors at the other side of the room which feels very cavernous to me. Then I walk into a room where there are lots of costumes hanging on rollaway holders…hats, gloves, dresses, feathers and there is a sign hanging that says I must get a costume on to proceed. I bypass the hats as I seem to have an almost obsessive aversion to them and then I look over the racks and see a group of woman at a table making what appear to be masks, laughing. I ask them where the fair is and they say through there. Another doorway appears and then I see various members of the spiritual group speaking in small groups.

My dream ends there.

ANALYSIS OF THE DREAM:

THE FOLLOWING DETERMINATIONS ARE MADE BECAUSE THEY ARE THE PARTS OF THE DREAM THAT ARE THE MOST VIVID,

THE DOGS ARE MY METAPHYSICAL GUIDES AND AFTER A CONVERSATION WITH MY HUBBY ABOUT THEM HAVE DECIDED THEY ARE WHAT I WOULD DESCRIBE AS FOO DOGS. THEY ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM.

THE BROKEN MACHINERY IS MY ANCESTRAL GIFTS THAT ARE BROKEN AND I NEED TO FIX. THIS PARTICULAR PART OF MY DREAM IS VERY VIVID.

THE AVERSION TO THE HATS AND MASKS IS PART OF MY BROKEN LEGACY AND THEY ARE PIECES OF THE PUZZLE. PERHAPS THEY ARE MY TOOLS TO USE. THIS IS ANOTHER PART OF MY DREAM THAT WAS VERY VIVID AND CLEAR.

Dream # 2

The dream opens in a large city with many apartment buildings and I’m led to an old apartment building which has many floors and I’m walking up to these floors thinking this is my home. I feel I have children but I have this crazy thought that they are missing. It feels like me and my house but yet it doesn’t.

I feel a sense of urgency and then I look outside and people are looking up at the sky and screaming. I’m immediately put in fight mood and feel I need to find my children to protect them from what is coming.

I run down the stairs and find myself going to a bar…people in the bar are strangely apathetic and appear to be unconcerned about the screaming outside. I walk up to them and try to say…get out of here they are coming and you need to leave now. They look at me and shrug and say nothing to worry about mam. At this moment the sense of urgency manifests and I am compelled to start looking for my children a unwavering sense of protecting my children fills me with dread…the air changes texture and I look at the sky and see a green moon with some sort of strange electricity and it in turn stretches and connects to another green moon and so forth until there are 7 green moons with crackling blue electricity all around them and I remember saying they are coming I need to find my children.

I then woke up

THE ANALYSIS OF THIS DREAM IS VERY INTRIGUING. I BELIEVE THIS IS ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM MY ANCESTORS THAT THIS PROBLEM MAY GO BACK 7 GENERATIONS ON MY MATERNAL SIDE (Moons mean maternal generations). THE THOUGHTS ON MY ANCESTRAL GIFTS ARE THAT WE WERE POWERFUL HEALERS AND THAT AN OUTSIDE INFLUENCE WANTED OUR POWER AND ESSENTIALLY TOOK IT FROM MY LINE OR WE CHOSE TO HIDE IT AND ALL THAT I SEE ARE PIECES OF A LARGER PICTURE RIGHT NOW AND EACH DREAM IS ANOTHER STEP CLOSER TO FIXING THE PROBLEM.

Dream #3

In this dream, I feel as If I’m looking through the eyes of another and reliving her experiences. This woman meets a man who seems perfect for her and he weaves a tale about his place and what he wants in a woman…wines and dines her in fact and then she is just drunk enough that she can’t drive so this man who seems so ordinary and harmless says he will take her to his place so she can shake it off. There are dull stirring of danger in her head but she ignores them and walks out with the man. He is tall skinny and very well-mannered and well spoken…very handsome. He takes her down some road in the boondocks and at this time the voice is getting steadily louder that something is wrong. She ignores it and then end up coming to this national park and he shows her a truck camper... She really starts to freak out now and clears her thinking. She realizes this man isn’t who he seems and she must tread lightly. She starts to say what happened to your apartment. He said I never specified where it was. Come on my lover, She is very scared but acts like she is in love with him and he takes her into the truck camper and starts talking to her about how much he loves her and how long he has been searching for her and her perfect t mask of agreement slowly cracks and then he becomes very agitated and screams at her that she is a liar and that he will show her what he does to whores. He pulls out a long serrated blade that glints and his eyes go completely blank.

Then I wake up!!!

THIS DREAM IS ABOUT THE OUTSIDE INFLUENCE THAT CRAVED OUR ANCESTRAL GIFTS AND I BELIEVE IT WAS A MALE WHO WANTED THE POWER AND TOOK IT FROM ONE OF MY ANCESTORS OR SHE BECAME SO FRIGHTENED THAT SHE CHOSE TO HID IT SO IT WOULD BE SAFE.