She Continues
I didn’t do much last mostly because I was up too late, and I woke up late today before heading out to lunch. I did walk, and I took my invocations of my parts—AL, KL, etc.—to a slightly different direction today, noting what I gained, wanted from all, each of them. The clouds and the […] … Continue reading…Practice, Blue Light, Bridging Social and Other Spaces
It’s night again, early as the year winds down, and I dreamt of new versions of Hardûun: mazes as I tried to avoid killer, demon-possessed robots, but I even went into the maze because I felt I had to. More, I was in space, so there was a nominal dream vacuum outside. But it became […] … Continue reading…Dream & Persistence
I again fell asleep before we got to Corunor, but I woke up for a time this morning. Rather than try Corunor again, K led me off in the Plain, into the Desert. Mind you, the sand was muddy and wet, like it’d been raining. It was daylight as well. My feet felt weird in […] … Continue reading…Middle Worlds, Paths, Exploration
We headed up the path, and I recalled an image of a woman dressed in green with shoulder-length dark hair—pants and top—and, I realized, I’d seen her in a dream or parallel to my normal experience. I recalled my desire to recall and to have awareness in this realm. (Paxson encourages looking for or making […] … Continue reading…Water Woman, Otherworldly Bathing, Skies
Last night, K and [I] headed back out along the path to Elethis again, coming to the thicket wall. I passed it well enough, into a trail in the Dark Wood. Scale started shifting, and the terrain grew more blobby and indistinct, and so I went down a way again to re-orient. Scale was indeed […] … Continue reading…The Tree, High Sky, Scaling
I’ve dreamt a female ghost made my shadow look like it was playing a flute, and with _________, noted her presence in the flat in the corner, though I couldn’t see her. (Dream on 8/26) That morning, I thought I’d felt her in this flat—over at the balcony door while I was at my desk—but […] … Continue reading…Ghostly Dreams, Glamour & Ego, Grunting Out Magic Bricks
When I consider my dreams where I can’t use a weapon, fight, or drive, I wonder—or I have wondered having these dreams of late, if I am frustrated by a lack of perceived power and independence on my part, that I consciously want to ascribe this to some view of how I should be […]. […] … Continue reading…Pop-Culture TV Dreaming, Microcosming, Waymaking
In the glade, I kept drifting into hypnogogic states as dreams crept in. K thinks I might try riding that rather than fighting it or feeling bad about doing so. I want lucidity, so—also, I haven’t been trying to direct my dreams. I’m still in my houses, rooms, and institutions. Before going down into bed, […] … Continue reading…Matter-Spirit, Imaginary, Paxson, Meander
Last night, I went to the glade, and the Morrigan was pleased and proud of me. We retired to the haven, and I had some fruit and tea (more rosemary & thyme & other herbs, this time). I’ve had a harder time lately and suspect I’m going through a dry period, with distractions and negative […] … Continue reading…Feri, Aesthetics, Magic