PrintLast night, I had the most unusual and peculiar dream….
I heard a magickal horn, summoning my name…
With quiet steps, I padded into an enchanted wood…
At first I was scared, because I had never been in a place like this before, but then my heart grew calm because it felt like a gentle hand was holding and protecting me…
The night’s dark velvet, started to slowly give way to the new light of the sun and then I was invited to dance and so I did..
I danced for hours as the birds sang a song of hope and forgiveness to me…
My happiness was not to last though and my dancing partner padded softly off into the snow leaving me alone. I grew heavy and tired with melancholy and just wanted to lay down and sleep…
As I lay there feeling myself become one with the snow and cold, I felt a presence prowl close to me with the darkness of a ravens wing and she spoke;
“Let yourself sleep…Forget all of those who have hurt you and abandoned you. I will take good care of you like the mother you’ve never had. All children eventually return to me..”
Some part of me knew I had to escape but my limbs were too heavy to move and as if in a trance, I turned to gaze at my reflection in the water below me…
I saw the spectres of all the regrets and sorrows I’ve had creeping up to me with their icy fingers grasping and reaching for me. I smelled the cloying and familiar scent of Persephone’s underworld flowers and knew then I was lost…If I just stayed still I would slip into the realm of the dead…
As I started to feel my soul leaving my body, snowflakes soft as powder fell into my hair waking me up. I felt myself being pulled up from the icy ground by large wings and the blood that had frozen in my veins turned into a river of warmth giving me the strength and courage to run and escape the clutches of the Dark Mother…for now.
I knew that my journey would be long and arduous and I saw the mountains of things to come loom largely in front of me.
I just took one footstep forward at a time, and told myself that it didn’t matter how fast I went, as long as I kept moving. I passed ancient and sacred sentinels acknowledging me along the way…
I’d catch quick movement in the bushes with bright and curious eyes looking at me..
And then I heard him…whispering my name through the long vales of fresh fallen snow and ran to meet him with a joy I had never felt before…
The Horned God, King of the Stags…With a gentle knowing, I followed him through the forest, this time, unafraid of whatever shadows waited to threaten me. He lead me with eyes full of love and mystery to the Mother who would mend my heart torn that was torn apart by life’s wounds..
As I shyly approached her, overwhelmed by her beauty she spoke to me; “Each tear you cry is a treasure never to be forgotten. Hard and as lonely as your path may be, you are never alone…” She didn’t need to say anymore. And with that, I released a tear into the snow at her feet as an offering…
I suddenly felt myself being gently shook and a voice that was familiar and dear to me said; “wake up…wake up, you’ve been talking in your sleep again. You’ve been twitching and moving around so much, what have you been dreaming about?” I opened my eyes and knew I was home where I was safe and loved.
Ahhh, life is good when you’re a cat!
If we shadows have offended, think but this; and all is mended that you have but slumbered here while these visions did appear and this weak and idle theme no more yielding but a dream. Gentles–do not reprehend if you pardon, we will mend. ~William Shakespeare, ” A Midsummer’s Night Dream”~
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Happy Yule Wendy….
What a Vivid dream you had. I do not dream quite as detailed these days. Though I long to have an adventure some time soon. I was told that my power animal is the skunk. Perhaps I can befriend your cat-self and we can run off into the woods together and get into some trouble.
On another note… your gift should be there before New years. The postal Service is slow. For this I am sorry. :/ But I’m sure with the stresses of the holiday season they are doing their best and working their hardest to get things where they have to be
And now I present to you and excerpt of My Favorite Shakespear Work:
Beauty, truth, and rarity,
Grace in all simplicity,
Here enclosed in cinders lie.
Death is now the phoenix’ nest
And the turtle’s loyal breast
To eternity doth rest,
Leaving no posterity:
‘Twas not their infirmity,
It was married chastity.
Truth may seem, but cannot be:
Beauty brag, but ’tis not she;
Truth and beauty buried be.
To this urn let those repair
That are either true or fair
For these dead birds sigh a prayer.
~
Since you shared some with us
Take care my Friend!
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Oh Jaimie-Lyn, don’t worry about when I get my gift, the fact that you send me one is exciting! I love that Shakespeare verse you shared, what play is that from? And what’s your fave. play by him?
This was lovely!
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Thank you Sophia : )
what a wonderful Yule story!! GREAT images also
How are you? I’ve been thinking about you. Any more issues with you family over your blog? Did you celebrate Yule?
What did you do with that other winter banner? that was so pretty.
What happened with us swapping Yule cards? I have a few I made ready to go
I think I also needed your address, didn’t you win one of my little gifts from the 21 days of Yule?
You can also win more, and a chance at a home made ornament made from spun glass if you go read my COMBINED–day 21 of Aisha’s blog party, the longest night Ball, by Jenn(kitchen witch), and Lady Cattra’s 12 days of Yule. they all overlap:)
MERRY YULE!!
bright and warm blessings,
Sue
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A beautiful dream and much to think on. Plus cats!
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Very interesting. I don’t know if I’ve ever had dreams that vivid and these days they are definitely more mundane than spiritual. I guess it all depends on what your brain is occupied with. Geez, that’s sad (for me). Anyway….loved the pictures you found to illustrate. Beautiful.
I hope you have a nice Christmas, Wendy. You had mentioned being down and I’ve been thinking about you. Love you.
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O.k, have to clear something up. My dream was more of a meditation rather than an actual dream when I’m sleeping. I should have posted that so people aren’t confused, my bad ; ) I do have dreams that are very spiritual but they’re rare. And often are dreams are things we need to work out somehow rather than dreams we would like to have. Even if we have just one image from a dream or a feeling, we can explore our dreams more. Reading your posts and knowing who you are, Stacy, I bet you have some wild dreams : )
I loved this post Wendy. Beautiful!!!
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Aw, how lovely, I enjoyed the read, and loved the images… especially the cat ones :O)
Hope you and your family have a lovely Christmas, and best wishes for the new year. X
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This is a lovely way to wake up, reading about this strangely delightful dream of yours. What excellent photos and lovely words and of course lovely cats.
I hope all your Winter dreams do come true and that you have a peace filled and loving Christmas.
Warmest Yule Blessings, The Olde Bagg herself, Linda
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This was such a beautiful and gorgeous dream – you wrote this so descriptively it was as if I were there! I wish for you a magical Christmas eve and an enchanting Christmas Day! Thank you so much for giving me the gift of your friendship – it truly means so much! xoxo Theresa
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I’m curious, Wendy. Is this a real dream or a piece of fiction? Either way, it’s beautifully told and exquisitely illustrated. You do make very engaging posts. Real page turners.
This is an amazing dream Wendy. I personally had an awesome dream last night. Very vivid and clear. I need to start writing them down.
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