Saló dels Miralls in Gran Teatre del Liceu (Barcelona, Catalonia)

The Shores, Dream Visitation, Star Goddess

The rite last night focused on relaxing and unwinding after spending the night doing things that were more annoying than I should have done on a Friday night. Med’n took a bit to move towards what I wanted. I half-trancedly found and went through the door, but I spent a fair amount of time lying on the shores, wet in the water, and I finally had to—I found myself starting at the Morrigan’s touch on my back. I had a scene where I again reminded myself I wanted this, embraced transformation and the Otherworlds.

Finally, I rose and called T, and we went to the spring from before where I dipped into the waters and drunk, and it’s like I’d been dying of thirst, only to revive somewhat. I headed on to Ae’s estate. We kissed, and she welcomed me. I felt the desire to move [to more comfortable trance position], so I was taken to her chambers, and I broke the trance and shifted and resumed, making my way back through the door to the ___ and to Ae. The chambers, we sat on her bed and chatted—I had a couple of glasses of wine and a pear, and while I felt less ravenous—sleep was coming up me, so she bid me [goodbye]—watched me return, but she did again say she would try to give me a visitation.

I dreamt of confusing things—break-in to the house I was in, noises of movement upstairs, and a note saying, yes, someone had broke[n] in. But I didn’t go upstairs—

I dreamt of lava flows under walkways—. Confusing mashes of gaming and conflict.

I had two realizations while exercising. Firstly, the blue rainbow faentaur is the Feri electric blue flame. (Octarine, perhaps.) Secondly, I strive to connect to the SG in my own way, to become goddess—to connect to my goddess, faerie self as a part of the SG—from the Divine Twins to the Peacock. But I am a part of the SG and _____, but so is everything, but our awareness and attention is shattered and rent. But I seek to bridge to myself—C—as she is a goddess and faerie herself, and we are a daughter—

Image: Saló dels Miralls in Gran Teatre del Liceu (Barcelona, Catalonia) by Pere Prlpz

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s