dream.

Jun. 24th, 2004 11:31 am
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I'm at Kilmarnock. Under the shade of the big pine (it's not alive anymore, but it was here), I'm with [livejournal.com profile] starfallz, and we're sitting in one of my grandfather's trailers. I've never seen this trailer before, tho. Inside is a massive stack of books, something I would definetely have poked around in.


The yard at Kilmarnock is huge...but in this dream it was much larger...no river, instead just miles of forest. Somehow it seemed uneasy. The sun was high as Elfy and I we poked through all of these books - my family sat on the deck and chatted.

The books....wow. Volumes of them, all about werewolves, shapeshifters, creatures of the forest and the wild and the night.
I became increasingly strange as went through them...just a very strange feeling. The sun got lower as I did. There were other things in this trailer - knives, guns, boots - things that aren't out of place for my grandfather, and things that were obviously used.

As the sun began to set, Janis left. I found a jewelry box in a cubbyhole, one like my mother's. It had in it a few canine teeth, some very large claws, and a silver ring set with deep blue stones. The stones seemed familiar.

I started to tidy a bit, get ready to go into the house for the night, and my grandfather was there. He laid a hand on my shoulder, in that firm sort of way he always does, and told me to be careful. Uncanny and dangerous things live in his woods, and one should always be aware of them. He spent several moments giving me this sort of...benediction...or warning. I'm not sure which.

I was discomfitted. I love my grandfather, I respect him, and I have always enjoyed his stories and the things he has taught me...but this..I felt threatened, suddenly; a sense of impending doom. He left me, and I closed up the trailer and looked out to the north.

Then I had a vision. In a dream. That has never happened before...I still don't know what it means, as an occurance, or even if it was an actual vision. It certainly felt like others I've experienced before, though.

I could see over the forest, long into the distance...there was an awareness there, something. Something I felt kinship with. When I reached out to it, wanted to see more clearly, a storm blew up out of nowhere, and lightning blasted the landscape in brilliant blues and greens. However, it never touched me as I hung in the sky, and I found I could "unmake" the storm easily enough.

After the vision faded, I had a few more random dreams about my family...airports, cars, and travel mostly. Nothing seemed related at all to the previous dream. Then I woke up.


This just felt really odd...somehow connected to dreams I've had in the past, and recently...and somehow standing alone. A new phase, as it were. It leaves me thinking.
-M.
One day you’ll walk the world
and keep in mind
The heart you’ve been given
in winter time
And through the bitter cold,
with opened eyes
You’ll find the strength to fight
and stand upright