Saturday, July 3, 2010

I'm A Dreamer


Ahhh- my new mug. Isn’t it pretty? What do you suppose I saw in this mug? There was a chapter in the book I am reading ( Cottage Witchery-Natural Magick for Hearth and Home, by Ellen Dugan) about reading tea leaves.

I must admit, I don’t do divination spells, I don’t read tarot cards, runes or tea leaves. I don’t know the symbolism of clouds, wax, or anything else by heart.

I am a dreamer. (I told ya’ll I sleep sometimes) Dreams can tell the future, help with solutions to problems, and given practice and suggestion, (repeating a question over and over until you fall asleep) dreams can give very specific and accurate answers.

There are probably hundreds, if not thousands of dream interpretation books on the market, and many give different symbolism for the same dream. I do refer to books on occasion, but my instinct is usually my best guide. I have learned through the years to trust my instincts (a lesson I continue to learn). My instincts can tell me whether it’s “just a dream” or if I need to look further into it.

For instance, I had a dream the other night that I met a gorgeous man, and was very interested in him- flirting and getting to know him. The next thing I know, I am walking through a crowded hotel/dormitory naked, looking for him.

If I referenced a book on being naked, it would generally tell me that I a.) have a secret I’m afraid of coming out, or b.) I am feeling vulnerable or c.) I’m afraid of being caught off guard. My instincts, as well as my past and present circumstances tell me that if I was to ever find a gorgeous man and want to enter a relationship, I need/want to show more vulnerability, to trust someone with my secrets/innermost thoughts, and to let someone take care of me instead of keeping up a 50 ft wall in self-defense.

I should also mention that no one was insulted by my nudity and I almost felt that it was a rite of passage as I walked through the rooms and the corridors.

Another dream I recently had took me to a party or shower. I walked into the party and I was the only white person in the room. A woman immediately grabbed me and told me I had to kiss her. The next thing I know, I am trying to drive home, but I am in a city and I am lost. Suddenly a black boy on a bicycle is opening my driver’s side door (while I am still driving), and is trying to get into the vehicle. I see that he is being chased by a dog so I let him in. He then says to me, “My dog won’t get on my bike”. Looking at him I screamed, “That’s your dog?” I stopped at a light and looked around and said, “Well, I am lost”. Then I woke up.

My instincts were all over this dream from the second I woke up. They told me that a.) since I’m not racist, the black people simply meant that I am surrounded by people that are nothing like me, and the kiss was a symbol of doing things my true self wouldn’t normally do, or care to do. Honestly, this is a given in my life right now.

The boy and his dog represent the fact that I am so quick to “rescue” people, I don’t always know what I am getting myself into. I “rescue” people that, in fact, don’t really need rescuing.

The fact that I was lost (very common theme) could mean a few relevant things. I feel lost right now living among people that I don’t belong with. It also means that I am lost, looking for my way “home” to people, situations and a life I do belong to.

Now normally, I would pose a question the next night such as, “How do I get home?” or even “What’s my next step” or I could ask for my next dream to elaborate on the previous dream, but honestly, I have been so exhausted by bedtime since then that all I can think about is my head hitting the pillow.

Here’s a problem I have with other people’s dream interpretations: If any of you had the same dream(s) as me, they could mean something completely different. We are not cookies made with one cutter. We all have unique situations and issues to work through. This is where your own instincts are the best interpreters you can have.


P.S. What did I see in my new mug? My new kitchen color scheme- what a piece of inspiration! See, I can tell the future!

Monday, June 21, 2010

A Rose By Any Other Name...




Tonight is when I celebrate the Summer Solstice, or midsummer. It is also known as Litha in come Craft circles, though I find Midsummer so much more romantic.

Summer Solstice is generally the longest day and shortest night of the year. From here on out, the days get shorter, the nights get longer...you get it.

Midsummer/ Litha is the peak of fertility, used to celebrate love, health, purification, and dedication. (thanks to Ann Moura in Green Witchcraft)

For the kids, it’s all about the faeries- we made banana bread which we gave a plateful covered in honey and milk to our favorite little folk. We bless them and thank them for watching over us and the garden. (A little bribe never hurts!) It’s great to see the kids faces when they go outside the next morning and see the plate cleaned off!

For me, well, lets face it- I’m not a big ritual person. I made and canned 17 ½ pints of strawberry-rhubarb jam, infusing it all with love, happiness, and abundance, and now I’m set to sit in peace and quiet reflection about the coming days and months. I will definitely send my gratitude to the Lady and Lord for watching over the kids and I, and the wonderful, blessed life we are able to live.

And on that note, I will leave you with a beautiful poem my dear friend, Lot Valentina Mejías was wonderful enough to include me in on…


A Prayer to the Sun
The sun is high above us
shining down upon the land and sea,
making things grow and bloom.
Great and powerful sun,
we honor you this day
and thank you for your gifts.
You are the light over the crops,
the heat that warms the earth,
the hope that springs eternal,
the bringer of life.
We welcome you,
and we honor you this day,
celebrating your light,
as we begin our journey once more
into the darkness.
So Mote It Be!

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Summer Solstice


A Facebook friend of mine was posting about how she is feeling as the Summer Solstice arrives. I tried in vain to describe how I was feeling: “I have a very strong determination to get things done.” “I am feeling very feminine-very strong, emotional, sexy, and nurturing. I am usually more in touch with a more masculine side- being tough, physically strong, etc”.

This was all correct, but I was still missing something- something major. And then the perfect description came to me. I feel PREGNANT, and not just pregnant, but almost due, ready-to-pop pregnant! As soon as the thought hit me, I felt my spirit relax and I heard a voice say “finally!”(I had a vision of a small person flop back into a chair exhausted-LOL)

This is most definitely an A-HA moment. You know, one of those moments where everything comes together and finally makes sense?!

In case you’re new to my life, I am not physically pregnant- I am at the end of a bad marriage (17 years today), and the only way I could possibly become pregnant is if Pan himself came in when I was sleeping. ;)

I AM pregnant, however with ideas, possibilities, a whole new creation of me. I feel like I am pregnant with the Universe- everything just waiting to be born, and re-born.

I have spent the last 17+ years pretending I am someone I’m not- shutting down emotionally to spare the pain of verbal, mental, and spiritual abuse. Now I am waking up- I have a whole world to discover, to see, smell, hear, and most definitely feel. I have a voice to sing, a body to dance, and I want to do it for the world to see! Am I crazy for wanting to scream from a mountain, “I AM WOMAN-HEAR ME ROAR!!!!”?

Goodnight my Loves!