Category: Dream
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Transitions
I don’t know about a lot of things right now. I’m still in the liminal boundary between desert and forest. I do have a “life update” that is a direct result of the DoMagick: Beginner’s Mind workings I did in September. Of the two items in this update, one is already completed and the other is…
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Do Magick September ’17: Day 19 – Smoke
When I scribbled my notes immediately after yesterday’s ritual, the agreement felt like something I had witnessed rather than something I had participated in. Even throughout the day, as I reflected on the actions to see if there was any scene where my memory proved untrustworthy, the agreement remained intact, word for word. It was…
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Do Magick September ’17: Day 17 – Midterm
The completed wand still left a brush of oil on my hand if I gripped it hard. To be expected, as the grain of the apparently smooth surface of the worked wand lifted once the extra virgin olive oil started to soak in. I remember the same happening to my other wand as the dry…
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Do Magick September ’17: Day 5 – When Is Here? Where Is Now?
All night long I dreamt of performing the ritual. Laying out the gear and saying the prayers. Raising the thin brown book and my hand while reciting incantations. Lowering of the amulet and raising the knife. At first, the scene was properly linear. First this, then that. The book is lifted before it can be…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-27.01
I knew I was dreaming. A demonic contagion was spreading throughout the world like an epidemic. Everyone infected by it became blind. I spent a few seconds groaning at the recycled tropes from the 80’s before realizing that despite my awareness, I actually had very little power here. I only happened to be immune. One…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-25.01
All week long I’ve been worried as hell that I’m gonna Fuck It Up something big and have my shame documented for all to see. (There’s a difference between “nothing happened” and “uh-oh”.) Last night I heard a train of people passing by my closed bedroom door. I attributed it to family members having to reckon with…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-20.02
“Cease this at once! Stand down, and no harm will come to you. I will only strike you as you strike me.” The golden lion with something like a sun on his forehead spoke as clear as a man to me from his place on a heavenly cloud. I attacked him anyway.
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-20.01
The messenger offered me a paper invitation to a private reading of Jung’s The Red Book in an interior room of a private lodge as a perk of membership. I tried to accept it but the paper sprouted thorns from every possible surface, and there was no way for me to accept the invitation without wearing layers…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-17.01
“Move or get out the way!” I did both. I did not know they were going to open the doors so soon, or I would have made sure to have been on the other side of the ship. As such, I was caught by the throng of passengers eager to leave the ship, arrive on…
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Dream Journal: 2017-08-15.01
Pulled out the Book of Oberon to see if there were any measures in the book that I could undertake in my present circumstances since the [Mud] tells were still increasing. Wound up completely overwhelmed after reading though several entries. Didn’t want to just close the book without doing anything as that felt rude, but…