Dream Journal: 2017-02-17.01

In a long standing tradition of doing one onerous task to distract myself from another onerous task, I actually attempted to climb that damn holy mountain (Path of Daleth).

So a funny thing happened on the way to enlightenment…

All I remember is being curled up in a fetal position on the flooded “ground” of Binah, my head in Mary’s lap, as I cried for ages unable to recover any semblance of “level headed maturity”.

It was a good cry.

I think I needed that. Because reasons.

Author: Keri

Animist, searching, reading, dreaming, pondering, learning. Plays with tarot. Other gods' people. Mystery Cult of One.