Had a couple of dreams... The one I remember involved being at a large white building(s). It was long and sort of like two buildings, with open air and connecting walkways between the two halves. One half was for classes, training, networking, chatting, etc. The other half was for staying in for a short while. Some sort of confusing stuff happened with trying to find a place; L had set something up somewhere in the building. I went outside and was handed a fan, which had a handle and longer feathers sticking up on either side of the fan part, which made it sort of look like a "Y" with the v part filled in. On the fan were the names Harry on one half, Sally on the other half, and my name top and center. I was supposed to use this to help me find the place L had set up. Now, it's pretty funny having the names Harry and Sally, because of the movie When Harry Met Sally. But I'd done a little quick research on redtail hawks for a friend who wondered about their significance, and found that the Dine (Navajo) have feather fans, and one of them is a redtail hawk fan of 12 feathers. Half of the feathers represent men and male attributes, and the other half represent women and female attributes. I think my name being top/center was a combination of these attributes, and the Y shape was sort of like a dowsing stick (upside-down though, but that wouldn't be anything new for me).
I woke up before I could use it, but I'm guessing it's time to take the dowsing exercises outdoors. I've been thinking that for a while actually, but finding the time to go looking for ley lines has been difficult. Hm. I'll read up on it and try a couple of things... since one thing you can do is dowse on maps, and we have some topo maps. Plus, I'm decent with a pendulum already since I sometimes use one when doing reiki.
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Yesterday we were going to go to the fleamarket in the morning, except that it's on Sundays not Saturdays. So I suggested stopping by the farm museum in Hadley, since we hadn't been there in a while. They've done some rearranging of things, added some stuff, refurbished one of the old rug looms and starting warping it, etc. We looked at various old farming equipment, starting with part of the first floor, then down into the basement, then another part of the first floor, then up to half of the second floor, then up to the narrow third floor (in the roof area). L knows what most of all of it is, of course; I knew a bunch of it, but not much about things like the milling and grinding type stuff, or some of the field equipment. Anyway, third floor was weaving and spinning equipment, some interesting bed frames, and 1800s types of crutches and stuff. I started getting nervous about where I put my feet. L was seemingly unaffected, and looking at things I knew the floor and barn was solid, and thought that maybe I was just a little nervous being on the third level. We went back down to the 2nd floor, to look at the other half of the floor, and the feeling came back. Both times it was at the same end of the building. Then we went on down, read some things by the entrance, talked some more with the curator, and left to go to the barbecue party in Sunderland.
The party was a post-wedding/early going away party (the couple is moving to Oklahoma at the end of July). We visited with various folks, part of that time being with Cyfnos Gwynt and her lady J. I was little curious about her most recent dream, not that much detail could be gone into at a party, but mostly about the general nature. We talked about a few things, but I was still a little tapped into the dream talk and travelling discussion as well, when suddenly I was surrounded by a turbulence of fear and terror; I wanted to cry from the strength of the feelings. I managed to have the presence mind to put up an SoP, and concentrate on feeling/being protected, and pushed back at the sensations. Although it was a piece of something from the not-near future, it was a reflection of a time of violence, distress, and chaos that encompassed the area of Sunderland we were in down to Hadley (two towns that are a few miles apart), and probably out to at least the periphery of adjacent towns.
Looking back, I realized I was getting parts of this over the past winter/spring, but attributed at least some of it to the normal anxiety of doing research on peak oil, climate change, etc. and trying to get an idea of the whole picture.
In discussions with CG after the party (left after a while - the music there was bothersome after some time), she mentioned her theory that Holyoke would end up being an island of sorts (has hydroelectric dam, among other things), although it wouldn't be immune to issues. But that may be why I've been more sheltered previously. Also, have been spending more time in various types of meditation -- got a lot of weaving done, too...
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So, think I'll spend some more time doing some directed meditation on particular subjects. I don't know as I want to do much with what I experienced yesterday, but I'm going to work on visiting my dream house, among other things. And work with dowsing too, of course. And maybe I'll go back this week and look at the song I wrote a few weeks ago.
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Disturbing. The dream didn't bother me much in that respect since I've had those dreams before, but when I look ahead, *that's* the one I sit up and take notice of. As I've said to the Grand Poobah, the place is a mess. But there is no timeline to get a grip on. Not too close, and yet not all that far either is my best estimate at this point.
Himself had similar views of the place he lived in before he moved, one of the reasons he moved in fact.
And you're right; the area could be severely mucked up. Fortunately the future isn't set in concrete so things may yet change in some way or other.
On that score I'm trying to nudge the town here to look to becoming as self-sufficient as possible, in energy, in production of necessary things, and so on. At least there's some interest, especially since that picture the other day.
I've even had some light and amusing discussions with a few folk about how Sunderland could in fact be considered sundered from the surrounding area. Usually when they ask why I refer to it as the Sundered Lands. LOL I point out the geography of the area from a different angle as it were. Dunno if that lighthearted banter will ever take root in any concrete way, but the idea is out there.
Your Sphere is very good, I might add. :)
That picture's coming in handy...
Thanks on the Sphere :) That's one I can do when I'm half asleep, thankfully.
As to your comment elsewhere about me progressing in the degrees, I may have made a joking response, but I'm actually well aware of where I could end up when all is said and done. And likely why I'm in my current situation -- a need to move not just physically but spiritually. Duty calls, and must be answered.
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