a dream from the gods?
Posted: Sat Dec 07, 2013 9:55 am
It's an argument as old as time: dreams/visions. A higher power communicating? Tapping into collective unconscious? Subconscious mutterings? It will never be put to bed it seems (no pun intended), but I am interested in anyone's experience of such. I recently had a very interesting nights sleep after consuming a tea brewed of wormwood (which is entirely legal where I live). I cannot speak for any notable psychoactive results whilst awake (perhaps a feeling of very mild relaxation akin to drinking a beer), but my dreams that night were very vivid and I remembered them with great clarity.
Amongst the countless dreams I had (including several which occurred whilst I was apparently awake and once coming very close to a semi voluntary projection, before deciding I was neither mentally prepared, nor properly protected for such an eventuality) there was one which stayed with me... I was standing in my room, in front of my altar. There were a man and woman present. The man I can remember no detail of, the woman was wearing only a deer skin draped across her shoulders and a simple loin cloth, with several pieces of Celtic jewellery. I instinctively new her to be some sort of priestess/druid and was told by the man, who was apparently of higher rank, that I was to be initiated by her. I was stripped nude and an animal pelt was placed around my shoulders as I was led into my garden where candles were lit. I was forced to kneel and kiss the ground whilst the female chanted in a language I do not recognize (If I were to say it were some form of Welsh or Gaelic, I fear I would be elaborating to suit my own purposes. I honestly can't remember). I was then asked to drink from a chalice at which point a third person cut my throat. The woman comforted me, but seemed unsurprised. Blackness closed in and I awoke into a new dream, which for some time I thought was real life, as it was entirely mundane. It was only upon rewaking into this real life that I became aware that it too had been a dream.
Wether a subconscious fantasy, a message from above or something else, I am not overly concerned... however it has occupied my mind for many hours since and was for me, perhaps the most spiritual experience of my life.
Amongst the countless dreams I had (including several which occurred whilst I was apparently awake and once coming very close to a semi voluntary projection, before deciding I was neither mentally prepared, nor properly protected for such an eventuality) there was one which stayed with me... I was standing in my room, in front of my altar. There were a man and woman present. The man I can remember no detail of, the woman was wearing only a deer skin draped across her shoulders and a simple loin cloth, with several pieces of Celtic jewellery. I instinctively new her to be some sort of priestess/druid and was told by the man, who was apparently of higher rank, that I was to be initiated by her. I was stripped nude and an animal pelt was placed around my shoulders as I was led into my garden where candles were lit. I was forced to kneel and kiss the ground whilst the female chanted in a language I do not recognize (If I were to say it were some form of Welsh or Gaelic, I fear I would be elaborating to suit my own purposes. I honestly can't remember). I was then asked to drink from a chalice at which point a third person cut my throat. The woman comforted me, but seemed unsurprised. Blackness closed in and I awoke into a new dream, which for some time I thought was real life, as it was entirely mundane. It was only upon rewaking into this real life that I became aware that it too had been a dream.
Wether a subconscious fantasy, a message from above or something else, I am not overly concerned... however it has occupied my mind for many hours since and was for me, perhaps the most spiritual experience of my life.