So I got to thinking recently.....I'm sure you have all discovered this is a dangerous pool for me to swim in......and I have this tendency to link... 2 Comments
So recently one of my old posts got ressurrected and tossed around :
http://noblepagan.com/wicca-86/sacred_space_your_altar-2776/
It was a... 7 Comments
Okay so here I am a practioner of Wicca for 17 years. A lot of you already know that though. This does NOT mean that I am the most Wiccany or Witchy... 9 Comments
After sharing The Spiritual Component of Autism (Pantheon) and reading the discussions that followed, I got to thinking about how medication effects... 4 Comments
Before I went to sleep I did a brief meditation and asked that Dierdre (One of the 4 Sorrows) commune with me and help me with divinations through dreams.
I'm sure it will take a little while longer before such things happen but this is the dream that came.
Johnny Depp and I were vampire lovers in a Victorian Old west. We were being hunted and thus eliminating the danger along out travels. The colors in my dream were dark and with a tint of brown to everything like an antique picture. We were sitting on a swing and he took out a box from his coat that held dried flowers and something else...I can't quite recall. Some action of mine caused it to be thrown from his hands and fall, scattering its contents across the floor. He was angry and I assured him I could replace them. This seemed to appease him.
Later on we were in different places and I had just gone to the bathroom. The water from the toilet was right on the edge of the toilet seat for some reason. I flushed the toilet and it began to over flow though there was nothing that could have been clogging the pipes. It just started to gush. It ran down the walls to the rooms down stairs and it was red, so obviously this scared people.
Then some other...more exotic >_> things happened but we both had fangs...long, stone like fangs. It was weird. I keep hearing a name-- a few names or maybe one name but the end of it was 'Silla' or something. It was like I was trying to say my own name but I couldn't remember it.
None the less the dream was exciting!
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