There were lots of tigers in my dreams last night. Very big tigers.

I don't usually have animal dreams. . .

I can't help wondering if this is further evidence that Freya is serious about having me develop a relationship with her at this time, or connects to something else.

Or both, I suppose. . .

I was on the phone with my teacher and Scotty for more than two hours last night, and it was transformative ( Read more... )

I dreamed last night that I was back at an odd version of my undergraduate theater department. Another student and myself had been called in to a special, closed meeting of the staff and our peers, and we were going to be required to make a choice between two options: to declare ourselves "good" (a kind of artificial, goody-goody "good") or declare ( Read more... )

I met my first boyfriend when we were in the 8th grade, although we did not begin dating until the spring of our sophomore year of high school. Our relationship was rather tempestuous, with several rounds of being together and breaking up that continued into our college years. What was special about him, however, was that we managed to remain best ( Read more... )

Sometime early this morning I dreamed that I was in an apartment with my mother, my sister/daughter (Wolfling and my sister often seem to be a single person in my dreams), and a young woman who was a friend of my sister/daughter. Something in the conversation made me recall and mention that when I was in the 7th grade my best friend and I would ( Read more... )

This was my third night in a row of intense, meaningful dreams. Most significant this time were two distinct dream sequences (separated by a thank-god-it-was-only-a-dream waking interval) in which I had managed to completely mess myself up about where I was. In the first one, I started out arriving for a voice lesson (singing) and events unfolded ( Read more... )

I haven't logged in to this journal for a week ( Read more... )

The last few days have been extrordinarily intense. For not having felt like much during the ritual itself, the ordination energy continues to whirl around in my life, triggering transformation and raising issues and questions for me to grapple with ( Read more... )

( Unusually vivid dreams of danger and death )

Very strange dreams last night.... and evidently was not the only one. . .

I'm not going to include all the details, but in the first one I was with what appeared to be the characters from Pirates of the Caribbean, rowing across the water in three or four longboats. Elizabeth had what looked like an 8-1/2x11 photograph that she kept trying to show ( Read more... )