Imbolc Spring Report and the Year of the Earth Boar

I have preparied the Imbolc Report on what occured in North America on this day. I observed several divinations on this day both personal and general to what was happening in our world. I created a Brideog or Brighid Doll and gave a bed for Briganti to sleep in while I read her poetry all night. I lit seven candles and prepared one very special candle for her. A long candle stick, often referred to as a “legitimate candle of the dead” by old Santeros from Cuba. 


Candle Sticks are apparently the preffered offering for the Dead besides food. I first visited the cemetery I go to and left Oya a nice food offering for her and for Obbá and Yeguá the two Orishas who live inside the cemetery. The reason for this is because one of her festive days is Candlemas. So I asked her to reap all nasty energies. But I also asked her to bless me at the Market place with prosperity and abundance. 


This day is used to chase away the spirits of the dead and dark spirits of winter back to the Underworld. So I gave food at the Cemetery as an incentive for the departed and other more dark entities to leave willingly. I asked Oya to take on the task of chasing away the ones who wouldn’t leave of their own accord. I then made my way home. Once I lit every candle, I took a single large candle stick, placed it in a white basin with a little holy water (to snuff the candle out) and then I began taking shots with my phone. 


I do this as a form of spirit photography and Sciomancy. Sciomancy is Divination by shadows. The blessed candle will reveal things in the dark through the shadows and tell me the answers to my questions. The pictures revealed dark energies and what I can only describe as Shadow beings exposed by the candle. This had never happened before and I have tried to debunk it a few times by replicating the pictures in the same area with the same type of candle. 


The effect could not be replicated. Also, when the candle is snuffed out by the holy water, it’s always gentle. It never makes so much as a hissing noise. This time it made a large pop like a fire cracker. When I took our the left over candle wax to divine, it took on the form of a nasty creature. 
I didn’t bother to take a picture because it felt nasty.

I disposed of the wax and washed the basin out with more holy water. So far things were not looking good this year. Since then, more signs and omens started appearing even yesterday. That’s why it took me this long to post a blog on it. 
So let’s start with the Weather.

On the actual day of Imbolc Eve, it was very sunny and fair. Which of course is bad. Because that means winter will stay longer. I prayed and prayed for bad weather. The same day, the US was marshaling their forces all around Venezuela and I expected to hear of an invasion at any moment. 

But at Sunset when it officially became Imbolc, I felt tiny drops of cold water as a small, temporary, storm was taking place. It barely lasted a minute or two. But I gave a huge sigh of relief. It was enough to give me hope that winter might leave early this year. Not just so that the violence could stop, but so that the Polar Vortex that is afflicting parts of the country would leave.


People have already frozen to death and these poor animals are being afflicted as well. I wondered if colder weather would happen on Imbolc day. But on the actual day when I brought the Brighid Doll to a sacred pond to complete the festival, it was mostly sunny again. With only a little bit more cold rain drops falling at almost full dark. So, what does this mean? The omens state that it is the matter is inconclusive. 


I felt when doing these rituals that the forces of Spring and Winter are still at war with each other. And a clear winner has not been chosen. We know spring will eventually win. But that’s it. Spring might come early, or winter may stay longer.

Only time will tell. This is in line with what the Quimbanderos and Umbanderos have said in this year’s divination. They said that “Fire and Water, Neptune and Mars” would reign this year. A struggle between opposites. I felt that the storm wanted to manifest more.

But something was holding it back. The darker forces of the old year are still holding on. 
And fighting to remain here. That is why it is imperative that we all do whatever new year’s rituals and offerings there are to assure victory for the spring forces. Our collective prayers and offerings will decide whether the positive forces of change will win out or not.

We need to appeal to the Gods first and foremost and then ask them to empower the spirits of nature to give spring victory. When I mean spring and winter I am also speaking figuratively of Light and Dark, Good and Evil. We all need to get on board with helping the Light win this battle. Dark isn’t necessarily evil. But in this context,  based on the divinations, malevolent forces seem to be using the dark of winter to achieve an objective.

And this can have ramifications for us in the future. Better to do our best to prevent this now.
 Magic is only part of the solution though. We need to accompany faith with action. We need to make serious changes in our lives and do better.

 We need to love and be open to getting involved in the world around us. No more hiding in our own little worlds. The good news is, at least those rain drops happened at all. I fully expected the winter to be the clear winner. So we just might kick it’s ass anyway.

We are now living in the Year of the Earth Boar in the Chinese Zodiac. A very good Blogger I follow here on WordPress wrote a great article on this  :


https://ferrebeekeeper.wordpress.com/2019/02/04/the-year-of-the-earth-pig/


He has some good news for this year which is very welcomed at this point. Also, Hobiyee Nisg̱a’a New Year started this month. This refers to a holiday where the Elders of this First Nation look to the skies and divine. They use the Moon to see if we will have a prosperous or poor year. Let’s hope for a prosperous year.


Good night everyone. 

The Halloween Moon in the sign of Aries

There’s something very strange this year’s Halloween

To say this year is weird is an understatement. It feels like a bridge between one era and another, Trump and post Trump. The Pandemic and us trying to undo it. Like a slow recovery from a long disease. And it’s fucking annoying.

But it seems to be going on overdrive as our year draws to an end. The energy lately seems poisoned. At least through some of my friends and associations. Something odd is going on. I plan to do a separate divination on that at a later time.

For now I am going to focus on the Full Hunter’s Moon in the sign of Aries. The Hunter’s Moon is a warrior’s moon. So add Aries to the mix and you have a semi violent lunar event. I say semi because I am sure many annoying people out there will talk about how it revitalized their lives. Or they experienced it differently.

Or it gave them energy and blah blah blah you must be morning people so no one gives a fuck what you think. I’m not sleeping well and I am grumpy as hell. Can you tell?

The God of War is kicking my ass right now. So perhaps this is happening to a whole mess of other people. Here are the cliff notes version. The God of war is all about self control and self discipline. Taking control over your own life.

This is something that he and his siblings all have in common with their parents Zeus and Hera. The ability to take control of one’s destiny. Of one’s life. Unfortunately, that also means you have to face the issues in your life that are after you and going at you. And that part is me speaking.

I didn’t get that from any article. My experience with Aries is that sometimes he causes conditions similar to a retrograde that causes turmoil in your life. Nor everyone feels that way. Some people find themselves energized by it and they’re jumping up and down happy ready to take on the world. I hate those people. Those people tend to be sports people or socialites or whatever the fuck.

And they tend to be so damned optimistic that you just want to strangle th- oops sorry. I feel like I’ve entered the dark side of the force. Anyways, I’m doing my best to go through it. Because for whatever reason the higher powers are sending shit my way. And not all of it is mine.

All Hallows

This also happens to be the Halloween full moon. So we have a triple aggressive power here. A chthonic pulse which has been slowly growing since August. And is building up to a magical explosion. Now what that explosion is? I have no idea.

Mostly because everyone has a different path to take. And also cause Aries is a God. So good luck trying to find out his secrets and plans. This is also a time for power reclaiming rituals and ceremonies. Lord Aries wants you to re-examine what does and doesn’t work in your life.

And then, to get rid of it. Burn it in the ceremonial bonfire of the soul. Destroy it so completely and utterly so that you can get out all the things you need to get out.

Let the Fire of the Ancestors burn brightly within you

It’s time to work with Chthonic Aries and the dead. Now, we don’t have any of his old names or titles as far as I know because it has been lost to time. But there are ancient accounts that say he was considered a God of the dead on the battlefield. And that the blood of the dead satisfied him. So in this way we should we honor him.

Lots of Greek Gods had a Chthonic aspect. It would be weird if he didn’t. Because the primary function of a soldier is to kill people in war. Using Bombs for peace is like fucking for virginity as the hippies say. Although I have heard that there is an aspect of him as a God of peace.

So it’s not totally unheard of. As a blood red warrior he takes us down the path of destruction. So that from that destruction we can rise again. This moon is as important as All Hallow’s Eve is. It’s the moon of our ancestors.

The moon of our blood and our kin. Here are some more articles on the moon to read. From Cherokee Billie these two articles. Article 1 and Article 2

From the New York Post comes this article.

And from Paradise Lost this article.

It should also go without saying, that all about tough love. So my advise is, enter a deep meditation and actively work with him and this moon phase. And start destroying crap you don’t need and severing ties you shouldn’t have. For that I actually do have two recommendations: Shadow Work, immediately followed by a Hoodoo Cut and Clear Ritual. And maybe a healing and cleansing ritual bath after it.

That way you replace what you have destroyed in favor of something better. With that said, I have articles here on how to do these things.

Shadow Work for Beginners

Here are some more tips on shadow work

Now I use the term “Cut and Clear” because it’s popular. But that’s actually a modern phrase that isn’t tied to traditional Root Work. It’s always been called “A Clearance” or something else. All it is, is removing negative ties that hold you back. Bad relationships, bad luck, bad things you may have done etc…So I recommend doing a clearance after each shadow work.

Why? For the same reason you take a bath after a work out. Think of the Shadow work as an exercise routine. And the cleaning up after as personal hygiene. It’s all to be clean of what you are working towards removing. In fact you can actually combine the healing bath with a clearance and do them both at once.

For that I like to use herbal soap. My Godfather in Santeria makes them. I like Rue Soap. Rue has all sorts of magical powers associated with the breaking of hexes. And warding off of evil.

So to me it’s perfect. For you, something simpler or stronger may be needed. It all depends on you. But here is a simple advise on how to do it. You should be good.

Also give Aries an offering of food. Just make sure you have washed your hands in holy water before you do it. And give the first and last part of the offering to Hestia before you give him his portion. That way she will sanctify the offering and bring it to him. Be well my friends.

Dreaming with the Dead : Grandpa’s Ghost

Usually it takes until Samhain for me to start dreaming this vividly about the dead. But then again for me, the dead are like any other guides. They can appear when they want. I wrote this down while my memory was still fresh. My Abuelo or grandpa came to visit me in the dreamscape.

Only he didn’t look decrepit as he did in his final days. He appeared to me the way I always knew him. Healthy and strong. And good natured. I saw him at my grandmother’s apartment complex strangely enough.

It was as if she too was there but in the background. Like she knew I needed the space to be with my grandfather. My grandmother was taken care of until her last dying moments. But with the exception of myself and my mother and sister, my grandfather didn’t have that. He spent his last days in a home.

It broke our heart. He died alone in his room. The nurses hasn’t figured it out until it was too late. So I always felt guilty that we hadn’t given him the same amount of attention our grandma did. But with her, she has many who took care of her.

I saw him in his regular jeans and button shirt and his olive green cap. And as soon as he saw me he was so happy.

“¡Oye! Pepito! Es tan bueno verte ¡Carajo!”

(Hey Pepito! It’s so good to see you Goddamn it!)

He was so happy to see me. He didn’t expect me to be there. He hugged me tight. And I remembered thinking this was him before he got sick enough to end up in the home. So I remembered asking a God to twist time and space for me.

I think it was Apollo. I asked him to make it so that I was living with my grandpa until he passed so he wouldn’t be living in that home.

“That’s going to take a lot of work,” he said. Not in words but in thoughts and feelings.

I replied please to do it. So in my dream my grandpa never went to that home. He never became decrepit and when he did die, he was still a strong man. He passed in a gentle sleep on a Sunday morning in my dream. Sunday, the most “boring day of the week,”.

So I suppose it was fitting he passed on that day. It would probably have been the most interesting thing about his Sunday. And I finally got to do all the things we were never able to do. But most importantly, I could just be with him. Read a book at home, make sure he was okay and went to bed early.

Get him dinner. Go on road trips together. Visit his crazy friends from Little Havana. I woke up slightly better. I still wish this had happened in real life.

But I also believe the Gods let me change it on a smaller scale. In my dreams so that I could let go of the guilt that was consuming me. The ancient Greeks believed in Incubation. A form of dream sleep that acts as a healing suspended animation. You’re not really suspended.

Your body is still working. But it does something to you to heal you. Apollo was the chief God in charge of incubation as far as I know. And I think his son Asclepius. I’m healing myself from a disease right now.

Perhaps Lord Apollon was giving me some incubation as part of my healing. In Animistic beliefs, all diseases start out as some form of energy. Actually everything does. So maybe Apollon was telling me that my cold might have some of its roots in past pains. And that was one of them.

It was a beautiful dream filled with meaning. And it was recuperative as well. Part of me was slightly sad that it wasn’t real. But I was mostly happy. It helped me face things inside. So I thank Apollon, Asclepius, and my Abuelo for this. I spoke to my mother about this and she seemed to be happy with the dream as well

She was happy. As if just telling her the dream was enough for her to experience it. Strangely enough, we watched a re-run of “Cold Case” and it deals with a dying man. And his family, and how they spent his last moments. The Gods really know how to give out signs and omens eh?

Thank you for this experience my Theoi and my Ancestors. If you’d like to know more about my grandpa, I wrote his obituary on my blog. Click the link to see.

Asclepius the God of healing and son of Apollo healing a sick person

Ghostwatch: The BBC Mockumentary That Traumatized England (A Special Halloween Blog!)

Airing from Northolt, North London, Ghostwatch alleged to report on the paranormal experiences of the Early family, which had been besieged by the …

Ghostwatch: The BBC Halloween Hoax That Traumatized Viewers

I find this very fascinating. This was a mockumentary before such a thing even existed. It was way ahead of it’s time. Better than the Blair Witch and Paranormal Activity series. Apparently, they wanted to trick people into thinking this was real.

They originally wanted this to be a tv series. But BBC didn’t want to invest too much time in putting all the time episodes little by little. So instead they played the very last episode. It was an amazing work of art. But, a lot of people died or got PTSD as a result of this.

The entire country was traumatized from the mockumentary. One guy died, one woman went into labor, and a few people including children committed suicide. So this TV movie/ show actually caused deaths. One woman complained to the BBC that her husband actually crapped himself from the fear. And she actually had to calm him down.

Unlike the hysteria in North America, when a radio show dramatized H.G. Wells’ War of the Worlds, this was done on purpose. In fact there’s a really interesting tidbit in here about how the guy behind this, wanted to add a frequency that only animals could hear. So they would be freaked out by the movie when it aired. And in turn freak out the owners of the animals. This was to make it more authentic.

Part of a show that was connected to Ghostwatch

What really sealed the deal was that they used real journalists in the mockumentary. So that it appeared for all intents and purposes to be a real live broadcast. No one knew it was fake. So when the evil ghost haunting the family started blowing up lamps, and trying to kill the family on live tv all hell broke lose (pun intended). In the end it wasn’t just the movie.

It was that the BBC didn’t do anything to warn people it was fake. If people had gone into this knowing it was going to be a tv horror movie the outcome would have been different. Children would not have been allowed to watch it (some of the journalists were known to the kids because they were in children’s programs). People with a health condition or pregnant would probably have either not watched it or at least been better prepared. And ultimately there probably wouldn’t have been a death toll.

Especially amongst the children. This 1992 masterpiece that also caused mass death can still be found today. Though I have heard it’s banned in the U.K. because it remains an object of controversy. But I actually found it in YouTube.

So without further adieu, here is the The Trailer

The Ghostwatch 1992 Movie Full!

Only watch this after you see the movie, these are all the sightings of Pipes you missed in the movie.

The Ted Talk by Stephen Volk the Genius who created this masterpiece

The Missing Link Between Ghostwatch & Haunted.

Ghostwatch : Behind the curtains (2012) this is the behind the scenes making of the documentary. Just beware because this comes from the Putlocker website. And they always have spam. But it was the only version of the documentary I was able to find online.

These are deleted scenes from the Documentary : Ghostwatch, behind the curtains

The official YouTube of Ghostwatch : Behind the Curtains 2012 Documentary

The online Blog for Ghostwatch

The official Ghostwatch site

Viewer Discretion is Advised

Prophesy Fullfilled

Skull beneath autumn leaves by Lee Avison

Today I was relaxing with my family. I also meditated and did a few rituals for the Primordial Gods. And suddenly it dawned upon me : You never wrote this blog post you idiot. I’m sure all of you remembered the Prophetic dream I wrote about a few weeks ago. I dreamed of the Wild Hunt and winter coming to Miami early this year.

Well, about a few days later it happened. The weather in Miami started to get less hot. Cooler. And even the news told us a cold front was headed our way. We have also had more showers.

That damned heat isn’t leaving without a fight. But to say that I could already feel the hallowmas season upon us was an understatement. The dream turned out to be true in more than one way. I also see and feel the energy of death all around us. Already the great reaping has begone.

I’m still battling depression. But I took my spirit guide’s advice. And I am facing my issues head on and letting go of things that don’t serve me anymore. Now I know this wasn’t just a weird dream. It was a message.

And I’m happy to report that it was received and did not fall on deaf ears. Praises be to the spirits for their guidance and their love.

Dreamstime

Michaelmas : The Christianized Harvest Festival

Michael casting Satan out of Heaven, with a banner above that reads “Who is like El (God)?” in Latin. The battle cry of the loyal Angels during the War in Heaven.

Fun fact, Mikael (Me-Kah-yel) in Hebrew means “Who is like God?”. So the battle cry in Heaven was also the Archangel Michael’s name. It was meant as a double insult and a taunt to his fallen brother Samael (“The Poison of God”). This day is closely related to the Harvest Festivals. In fact it’s sort of a Christian Harvest Festival.

It’s a Christianized version of Alban Elfed. (1) The theory is that the medieval church, assigned the cross quarter days to the Archangels and to the four writers of the gospels. In an attempt to convert worshippers of the Old Gods i.e. Pagans. Or at least that was the belief.

Michaelmas is close to Alban Elfed. So people began assigning almost the same types of rituals or ways of celebration to Saint Michael. And out of that curious Amalgamation of religions, a fascinating new tradition was born. For instance, this is believed to be the day Satan was cast out of Heaven. And that he fell into a patch of blackberries and cursed, spat, and urinated on them (2).

So that they can only be eaten before the harvest and never after. This is also why blackberry pie is one of the traditional foods to eat on Michaelmas. The flower of Michaelmas became the Aster. (3) Which is believed to have some power of resurrection (at least in this tradition). It was renamed, the Michaelmas Daisy.

A Michaelmas Sylph among the Asters, the flower sacred to St. Michael, also called the Michaelmas Daisy

Faeries also came be to be identified with Michaelmas. Especially the butterfly winged Sylphs. Possibly because being an aerial spirit made it easy to identify them with Angels. But that’s just speculation at this point.

The visiting of holy wells and drinking holy water from those wells was also prominent. And that’s important to note, because this was done in a lot of traditions in the United Kingdom. (4) In Western Scotland, Struan which is a type of toast was made for St. Michael and blessed in a mass. Straun was also blessed in a special mass in memory of the dead and given to the poor (5).

Michaelmas, a great recipe for Christo Paganism

On the left we see St. Michael defeating Satan in the form of a Dragon. On the right we see him as a Heavenly Warrior Prince clothed in royal garbs

While I am aware that this is the Christianization of a Celtic Polytheist holiday, I do also worship Jesus. What I am is sort of hard to put into one single label. I suppose you would call me a Gnostic Pagan. Of course I don’t entirely agree with other Gnostic Christians. But this mystical sect of Christianity acknowledges all Gods.

And the Priests in their churches often worship many other Gods and practice magic from many traditions. They don’t call themselves Christo-Pagans because they believe all Gods are part of the same family. And that there is not one, but many Supreme Gods out there. That even the Christian God has parents. And so they are the closest to my theology that there is.

They believe all religions come from the same source. That in the beginning there was no religion, just occult knowledge or gnosis from the Gods. Later humans created religion and it all went to shit from there. That’s why they are called Gnostics. From Greek gnōstikós (“those who know”).

Those who remember the true origins of the Universe. Before humans divided ourselves into different factions. Before we forgot the sacred knowledge of our Gods. So I celebrate the traditional Alban Elfed as best as I can. I read up on some of the traditions and I try not to replicate them.

But to use the knowledge of how they were celebrated to sort of make a more modern version. I don’t eat the same foods. But I do make sure I have a nice dinner with family and give thanks. And then a few days later Michaelmas comes. And I honor St. Michael with harvest type foods.

Things that remind me of a harvest. I lay it on an altar outside for him and the spirits of the land to feast. I also pour libations for him. Burn candles and incense, and also do my own Gnostic Mass for him. The Altar is a stone that looks like a table.

It’s my outside version of a St. Joseph’s Table. I pay St. Joseph three pennies under his stone table for him to send my prayers to Michael. And then I continue until the next day. Michaelmas is celebrated first in the Eve (September 29th) then it continues until the next day. I also break curses for clients on this day.

And I spend the day making specialized holy waters. I also make and bless charms. And I meditate with the Angels and with the Saints. I ask for guidance, perform divinations, and a bunch of other things. I also spend a lot time doing blessings.

In the center of Heaven, we see Jesus with St. Michael in front of him commanding the Angels to enter battle with Satan. The loyal Angels rejoice having defeated Lucifer and the Fallen Angels

I also use this festival as a time to protect myself from the wild spirits that come out during winter. Many believe that Winter is the time of the dead and of darker or wilder spirits that are set free. That doesn’t always mean “evil”. But even spirits we see as friendly might not understand they are hurting you or causing some kind of harm. Rituals were done to placate the spirits and get them to calm down.

I use this holiday as a way to ward myself and my loved ones before the winter times come. And before anyone says anything yes I know. Samhain as a feast for the dead is a modern custom. But my intuition tells me that it’s still a time to be careful. That dark things still roam the cities at night during this time.

Much of the articles out there mention the same things I have here. I am just giving you a condensed version that’s easier to read here. The only thing I left out is that goose is traditionally eaten at Michaelmas. But that’s a tradition that is quickly dying out. Also, poor geese!

Sorry everyone, I’m trying to become a vegetarian. Not only for my own health but for the animal’s sake. All I can say is that it’s harder than it looks. Especially because I don’t have a coach to help me do this. But anyways, happy feast of Michael and the Guardian Angels!

Sources

(1)

September Lore by Shirley Two Feathers

(2)

St. Michael September 29

(3)

Michaelmas Explained

(4)

Struan for Michaelmas

(5)

Peter Reinhart’s Struan: The Harvest Bread of Michaelmas

Halloween in September : Cryptids of North America

Mythology & Fiction Explained Mythology & Fiction Explained

The Cryptids of North America

Halloween in September : The Haunted House That Inspired The Conjuring

In the mid-19th century, as the story goes, a woman named Bathsheba Sherman wreaked some havoc on the townspeople of Burrillville, Rhode Island. This…

For Sale: The Haunted House That Inspired The Conjuring

Random Links of the day : Of the Full Moon & the ending of the year

The moon this morning in Miami

I am celebrating a bunch of different festivals and learning from a new teacher! Some good goals to begin while this year nears its end. I have some things to share with all of you. I thought this would peak your interest.

An early story of Merlin that was hidden for centuries

The Tiny Town of Easley

The New York Library’s Hidden Treasures Exhibit

Strange Mystery Booms are still happening (This is new and updated as of today)

Seeing Fairies by Morgan Daimler (thanks for recommending her Teacher)

Fairies and Elementals also from Morgan Daimler

The Weird Darkness Radio Show is up and Running

The Sukkot Song for all of my Jewish friends (you’re gonna love this)

A Whale Saved my life (YouTube video about her experience)

The History of Purgatory (YouTube video)

Esoterica (YouTube channel) filled with all sorts of amazing stuff on the occult this was recommended to me by a member of my temple.

The Ohio Grassman (Bigfoot) and how he followed a young boy to his home

Chihuahua teaches Baby to howl before walks (so cute, YouTube video)

The Modern Wiccan Festival of Mabon (named after the Welsh God, Mabon Ap Modron) & the history of Harvest Festivals

Origin of the name “Celt” who were the Celts? From Greek Keltoi

And finally, some articles on the full moon. Here we have an article from Cherokee Billie on the autumn equinox and Moon. The Paradise Lost newsletter “Autumn Addition”. A video on the Pisces Full Moon from Pandora Astrology.

Happy full moon and autumn everyone,

Tephramancy : Message from the Ash

I did a special version of a Mass today. A Cristo-Pagan Mass with Gnostic elements. I prayed to all the Gods who rule Thursday (that I know of lol). I prayed to Jesus of Nazareth, and I also prayed to Ra, Wasir, (Osiris) and his son Heru (Horus). Plus Sekhmet.

The Laughing Buddha and Agni and my ancestors and guides as well. I had the incense sticks separate for each God. I use that purple candle you see here as a type of make shift holder when I burn so many sticks. There’s no way that the ash would have mixed to form a cross like that. I still don’t know how it happened.

Because the sticks didn’t intersect like that. The Cross is a powerful symbol in many Pagan religions across the board. And besides the obvious connection to Jesus the Hebrew Alphabet or the Aleph-Bet had the Letter Tau. Which was a t shaped cross like this T. The Ancient Egyptians also had their own cross called the Ankh or “key of life” (in Latin it was the Cruz Ansata).

I believe they all choose this symbol to tell me my working was successful. I was doing a healing work for myself. I have been feeling sick. I felt good before I saw this. To me this is just further confirmation.

Dreams and Personal Prophesy

Portrait of a farm by Paul Detlefsen and two baby tree swallows

Last night, I dreamt a strange dream

That’s par the course for me though. But this dream seemed to at least have some kind of message. I dreamed I was with my family. Only I was someone else. I looked very different.

I guess I was disassociating myself in the dream. I found two baby birds at the very bottom of a palm tree. And my Dad used a strange whistle I had never heard him use before. It was a bird cry of some sort. And the mother bird at the top of the tree had replied back.

He told me to put the birds back. And I said, “Can you get the mother bird to come down for her children with one of your whistles?” And he replied, “She sees them already,” but when I looked the baby birds continued to cry at the bottom of the tree. And the mother acted as if she couldn’t see them. I asked him why that was. And he said, “You can’t help someone who won’t help themselves,”

That’s when I realized the reason I looked different is because my appearance was a sign of my depression. And the bird mother and the baby birds reminded me of those lost in their own sadness. Whether alive or dead. It was a strange dream. And my father spoke with such wisdom.

Let me clarify, my dad in real life is about as wise as a jackass jumping off a cliff. He and I do not see eye to eye. And he still acts like an 18 year old. It makes me wonder if this was someone else in my dream taking his form to speak to me. I have been battling depression for a while now.

I think one of my spirits gave me a bit of a reality check. Plus the way he spoke and his bird call makes me think he was someone else in my father’s shape.

“Dreamtime Dingo at the Crossroads,” By: Mirree

One last thought. It was cold. Winter had finally come. And while I said nothing, I knew it was the Wild Hunt. The breath of the Wild Hunt I thought.

I knew that while we were in September, they were already coming. In the dream it was normal. But I think it’s very strange. I live in Florida and have never seen ice or snow on the roads before. But I knew the Wild Hunt was on its way here.

So it looks like Winter is coming early. But the sweet little birds are still singing their tunes to guide us.