Dreams:
I had a dream a few
weeks ago.
I was young, maybe in
my early teens, and I was walking through a housing complex with trees that had
lost all their leaves and there was snow everywhere, not a storm, just light
snow falling. I was discussing how trees were worthy of protections just like
all other life forms with two teenage girls. The first girl was Native
American (Peruvian or some other South American tribe) and a Girl who looked to
be a Celtic maiden with red hair and fair skin.
Eventually we walked to a forest and the red haired girl
asked if I wanted to understand the glamour and enchanting medicine of Brother
Fox. I said sure, and we changed into Fox/human hybrids and ran happily through
the woods on all fours. I woke up still feeling like I was with her in the
woods and it took a few minutes to balance myself.
Last night I dreamt that I was sent to jail (I'm not sure
why) and because I did everything they asked and was so nice to everyone the
people who run the jail allowed me to walk around in cell blocks I was not in.
At one point I was told I needed to go into solitary confinement and I did so
willingly but I somehow got displaced from the guard and was wandering around
looking for her. I noticed there was a fire in the building and alerted the
guards. We were all ushered out into a court yard (now that I think about it we
may have been under the tree from the Fabulous Mr. Fox) and watched the place
burn.
The fire was put out and it was found to be the computer
room that was burning. I went back into the building and walked into the cell
of an old friend (in real life) named Balthazar.
He was selling gemstone jewelry out of his cell and they
were all at ridiculous prices. He also had a ton of candles burning and I could
tell they were spells of some sort. I told him
that I had come to understand working with/for him at the Gypsy Camp was
what caused much of my bad luck over the years (I do not feel this in real
life, my mistakes are my own) I looked at the price tag and they all had a
price in dollars and an additional + number. I asked him if that was the
payment on my soul for every purchase, every thing we ever did together and I
woke up.
I'm not sure what that all means, I'm not blaming B for
anything. He's been in jail for many years and may be dead by now as he was in
ill health at that time. He did symbolize the essence of the modern wizard to
me and maybe it's a warning to not become him, as if that were going to happen.
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