Ground your being into God,
way in the black-back of emotions,
convex, concave, rising and falling of ribs,
Kali is Gustav’s shadow dancer.
I can’t do it alone is the middle of the night message and also that I am missing the entire point if I think that I can. We’re all connected and ONE and I need help, I am in this experience, this town, and this particular place in the galaxy of realms in order to learn through cooperation and not alienating myself, or putting myself above those around me.
After having a dream of hugging my Dad, not in his old-state-self, the one I grew up fearing and longing for whose mind still worked and yet turned against me, or so I thought, but the old, decrepit man, the one who has suffered a stroke and can’t make simple connections, find things, figure out how to button up his own shirt or untangle a wire.
I first saw it come up as I took a web building class at the community college, my heart swelled with the knowledge that since being a child, I’ve always said if I were any animal it would be a crocodile or an alligator! Not just because my eyes are gold/green, but because I am long and fierce in my love and loyalty! And, just because kids know things like that, without thinking, without having to prove how or why.
Today is a full, super, snow moon and so last night, as I often do, I placed a small dish of water outside to capture some of the moon magic. Usually, I will set this dish of water on my mantel, in front of a mirror and frequently anoint myself throughout the month, usually third-eye with the healing water in a blessing
I have been listening to many dreamers speak of their practices and quite a few discuss using either active dreaming or lucidity to change the reality and further look for ways in which the dreams are there to heal us, offer medicine and provide scenario's in which we can make conscious choice of how we'd like to interpret and proceed in our waking realities—be an agent of change.