"the deep sleep dreaming"
May. 16th, 2004 04:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxMy dreams lately have been incredibly vivid. A couple of times, I dreamed I was at Charlotte's and we were thinking of names for the kittens. Only the kittens were all black like Shadow. I kept suggesting that we call the girl Willow.
In another one, Adam and I were sitting on the front porch of a house on a beach, watching a spectacular sunset. When he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me against him, a glow came off his skin and surrounded me.
The one I had last night might reflect the things a couple of people in one of the paganism communities said to me privately: I was running through an empty street and bodiless voices were yelling at me, calling me crazy, delusional, sick, and a "fluffy bunny." (you know, pagans who only see the happy, light, positive side of magick, and don't want to think about the serious side of paganism. They only think about the cute and sweet crap.) That hurt. I'm as non-fluffy as they come. I've seen too many dark things. Besides, these people don't know me and are basing their opinions on a few isolated comments of mine. Now that's no way to make friends!
I kind of wish I had never posted some of my entries in that forum, but it's too late to take it back. In the dream, I was able to outrun the voices and slam up walls so that I could still hear them, but they wouldn't hurt me. I certainly don't need to be so affected by other people's opinions. I think that's what the dream was trying to tell me -- to just be who I am and think what I think, and not worry about what everyone thinks.
There were other dreams: In the one I had before I woke up, I was wearing a long red dress and dancing on, yet again, a beach. I was standing close enough to the ocean to feel the spray against my skin. The sun was setting again. I still had that glow that had been around Adam when he'd touched me in the other dream.
Very interesting ...
In another one, Adam and I were sitting on the front porch of a house on a beach, watching a spectacular sunset. When he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me against him, a glow came off his skin and surrounded me.
The one I had last night might reflect the things a couple of people in one of the paganism communities said to me privately: I was running through an empty street and bodiless voices were yelling at me, calling me crazy, delusional, sick, and a "fluffy bunny." (you know, pagans who only see the happy, light, positive side of magick, and don't want to think about the serious side of paganism. They only think about the cute and sweet crap.) That hurt. I'm as non-fluffy as they come. I've seen too many dark things. Besides, these people don't know me and are basing their opinions on a few isolated comments of mine. Now that's no way to make friends!
I kind of wish I had never posted some of my entries in that forum, but it's too late to take it back. In the dream, I was able to outrun the voices and slam up walls so that I could still hear them, but they wouldn't hurt me. I certainly don't need to be so affected by other people's opinions. I think that's what the dream was trying to tell me -- to just be who I am and think what I think, and not worry about what everyone thinks.
There were other dreams: In the one I had before I woke up, I was wearing a long red dress and dancing on, yet again, a beach. I was standing close enough to the ocean to feel the spray against my skin. The sun was setting again. I still had that glow that had been around Adam when he'd touched me in the other dream.
Very interesting ...
