She Continues
I dreamt last night of split souls and doppelgangers—a Carol Danvers analogue going after the actress that plays her (who was Uma Thurman) in a comic book, and a kind of nano-tech/fiber Ultron spreading into people and growing schizophrenic. I suppose I think of it in terms of the second attention being seen as a […] … Continue reading…Split Attentions, Sex, Guides
I dreamt of Doctor Who and computers last night. I think I had glimpsed last night’s revelations on noticing how free and magical I felt in admitting to myself—, in calling down the blue rainbow light, the faentaur, in letting myself change and immerse myself in it and the Otherworlds and ôl-vala, in wanting and […] … Continue reading…Practice, Goddess Being, Art & Magic
I rited some last night, cutting to the chase to med’te and honor the pantheon. I spelled for leaving and breaking out of Hardûun, but I also wound up prepping for trance. Indeed, I think I focused on bridging, on seeing the paths— —in trance, I easily and quickly found my way to the stream—the […] … Continue reading…Musings on Trance Work, Practice
In riting last night, the Guardians spoke about my plan to […]. I think they were all in favor, or convinced me that what was holding me back from tying myself to the Otherworlds more was choice and action. Always hedging for fear of what might happen becomes cowardice, Sh.F. said, and I felt that […] … Continue reading…Bindings, Paths, Ghosts
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 dreamt last night I went to [my parents’] house, had made some food for myself and for dad, and then wandered through a door into [a previous house we lived in]—finding a crowded landscape: my “room” there with furniture, stereo equipment, and toys and books, much of it junk, but just so cluttered that […] … Continue reading…Dream, Memory, Reflection
How do I call weird shit into my life? Previously, I think I just did, and within days or weeks, without expecting it, weird shit would start to occur. K notes it’s not hard to get the attention of the Otherworlds, and most people want it to go back away. Doing the Otherworldly, calling the […] … Continue reading…Trafficking with the Otherworlds, Will vs. Order, Winds
The trance last night took some time to get into, and the “seizures” and convulsions and other effects,—trouble focusing my vision, closing and clutching my eyes, clutching my head,—I think that has to do with reconciling the split perceptions, visual and kinesthetic, in particular—we’re still figuring out how to bridge, but we want it. I […] … Continue reading…Communing, Bridging, Automatic Writing
We went walking last night in the dark at the park, and it was good for the most part—cool, breezy, amongst the trees in the dark—it was a kind of exploration none of us have done lately, since we went along Saerien and into the wilder parts of the trail. I have otherwise been generating […] … Continue reading…Night, Practice, Trance
[My dreams last night were] something like that –vividness that the Morrigan pointed me to last night in the Otherworlds, as I stood on the root in Saiyûnor, Elethis towering over me while I stood small like—a tiny faerie. But it was the sky She pointed me towards, to pay attention to. The blue with […] … Continue reading…Dream, Simultaneous Lives, Madness