She Continues
I found myself embarrassed yesterday, while out strolling with D and S, and I got angry—before being “chastised” by S (“Why are you angry?”). But, ultimately, it’s because I’d been embarrassed, or felt embarrassed because of the attention I felt was thrust on me. It also left me feeling sour for most of the stroll. […] … Continue reading…Anger, Daydream Trancing, Paths
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
It’s Samhain, and I feel a little antsy. I want to have more of a notion what I want to do tonight. Communion with the Otherworlds, for one, but I also want to re-dedicate, if not dedicate myself, to the Path, to bridging, to the relationship I have with the Morrigan and Angus, and to […] … Continue reading…Tall Bright Shapes
That projection of vividly imagined—things, sights, sounds, sensations, is something everyone suggests as starting point or as kick-starter to magic. Thorn does so. So do others. I’ve found myself wondering about my disbelief and others’, and what I think happens—with worry about whether or not I’m being paid on the first, this revisits old anxieties […] … Continue reading…Counter ôl-vala, Rites, Chakra Notes, Bridging
It’s a beautiful day—a breeze, sun and clouds, mild here in the shade. I find myself craning my neck high to see the boughs of Elethis. And sometimes the Otherworlds are close, and I can feel them and the—“Otherworldly power,” the closeness, the sense of my and the potentiality in the Otherworlds, the beliefs and […] … Continue reading…Ôl-Vala, Adorno, Bruno
I walked and spoke with JW earlier: MW has been out exploring of late. JW says things are busy and active near the more chaotic border marches, closer to Chaos and the Deeper Reaches of the Otherworlds. She has only explored the [Middle Worlds], and close approach to the HW and LW has been problematic, […] … Continue reading…Chimerae, Versicles, Writing
I was put on the path to walk to Corunor last night, though I fell asleep before quite getting there. The Morrigan grabbed me, drug me to a path, from which K led me. We came to a narrow, cracked stone ascent/trail… [rough sketch of highly steep angle and narrow trail] Something like that—distinctive compared […] … Continue reading…The Green, Metamagic, Screens
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
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
I’ve had the feeling that I’m missing something—something going on around me or in the Otherworlds. Last night I went to the glade, the blue sky peaking [peeking?] through clouds and over the trees that were bare like in late autumn. Elethis rose, of course. I looked, out as I walked about with K, and […] … Continue reading…Phantoms, Internalizing the Otherworlds, Conceiving the World