Three Different Ways

Category: Dream

  • Dream Journal: 2015-10-12.01

    I opened the door. The closed door waited in front of me.

  • Dream Journal: 2015-10-11.01

    Nothing like being serenaded on a ride over the river. And by serenaded, I mean realizing the “song” are the muffled cries of lost souls, and by river, I mean the current of the dead. I was snuggled down in the prow of the small boat, well tucked in and comfortable. I peeked out from under…

  • Dream Journal: 2015-10-08.02

    “Sacrifice.” That’s the “missing” Ingwaz rune to me. Not senseless sacrifice, though. It’s the sacrifice of the seed to the ground for the harvest later. It’s the sacrifice of the first born of the herd to assure the rest of the lambing season is prosperous. It is the sacrifice of something you have now, so…

  • Dream Journal: 2015-10-08.01

    Dreamt Odin sat my obstinate ass down and grilled me on the Elder Futhark. I recited them coming and going but each time I thought I spoke them all, I counted only 23. (Fuck. Blum. And his blank rune, too.) “You’re missing something. Find it before someone else does.” Yes, Sir.

  • Dream Journal: 2015-10-07.01

    “You’re armed.” “I hide my strength from my enemies, and show my friends what will defend them.”

  • Dream Journal: 2015-10-04.02

    My back itched. The first sign that Esse was using the doll to call me. My mouth was filled with the taste of hot iron. He was pulling me quite hard. I closed my hand and the black iron axe became a black iron war-glaive that fit perfectly in my grip. I began to involuntarily…

  • Dream Journal: 2015-10-04.01

    It started with a private tarot reading in the home of the client. While the deck’s message to the client was encouraging and only slightly chiding, the deck’s private message to me was I should go straight home at once and not look “to the left nor to the right”. As I was paid (in…

  • Departure from the Path of Ayin

    I have been braced for conflict from the moment I set foot upon this contradictory landscape. It is night upon the Path of Ayin, and once Mercury went into retrograde, the way back became blocked with deliberate darkness. I could either wait out the astrological event and sit on the side of the road, or…

  • Dream Journal: 2015-09-07.01

    There was an open-invite party at the tomb of the woman whose statue had to be put back together before she could move on. I would not have known about the shindig, except a hummingbird courier was sent to me with news of the celebration and a strongly worded suggestion to attend incognito.

  • Dream Journal: 2015-08-29.01

    Dreamt a person successfully compelled me to do a thing for them. The thing is something I usually need to be told not to do, so it was surprising that the person went all out to formally bind me into doing the thing. All was fun and games until I answered the summons and found…