11th Feb 18

11th Feb 2018

First part of the night was wired, I was aware but it was like being  a tree in a storm,   kinda busy and wooshy :) Not unpleasant but nothing that's describable.

I do remember a long dream set in a very old village  possibly a dream version of Bamburgh as there was bit castle fortress on a hill. 
There was an old graveyard and lots of antique shops and a grass path threw farmland with hedges and trees.  I can't remember what I was doing but it entailed climbing in and out of windows and on old dry stone walls. 

At one point I was in the castle too, only it was turned into a hotel with a silver service restaurant and at one point I had on a all black dress with white apron and was standing with a butler type of person and showing people to tables.


Oddly real dream with some odd symbology. 

First recall is of being raped and beaten by many men, there are other women too.   We are a small tribe clan and have been attacked by a rival clan.    I was the wife of the chief and was expected to die in the attack but as I didn't I've been taken prisoner with the other slaves.  I have broken arm. 

We are all in a wired hill fort type of thing, no rooms or roofs just a wooden  fence/wall surrounding a hill.    I had 2 baby sons which have been taken from me one a toddler the other a very small new born.  I can hear him cry but am separated from him, my boobs hurt cause they are full of milk but I can't feed him..  I'm glad that they seem to still be alive. 

I'm not with the other slaves I'm nekid at first from were we were raped and taken but I'm given a gown to ware, it's like a primitive peti-coat.  it's filthy stained with other woman's menstrual blood but it's warmer than nothing so I wear it. 

I recall the food I was given too, stale flat bread and an apple that was old and brown. 

There is a wired bit I remember too, I could wander round the fort and there was one door/gate in and out.  It was closed each mid day for an hr as there was a bad shaman/un-dead or something that passed. 

The gate is damaged but the tribe are to superstitious to go near it..  I go and hold the planks in place It needs repaired but they are to scared to come near it.  I wait and eventually a man from the tribe comes and hammers in some big iron pins to repair it - after that I was less shunned and allowed closer to the fires. 

Second dream, was an exam on film covers and why it showed the actor/actress

The one I'd picked was a woman on a wooden swing, she was smiling and swinging herself on the snap shot she was smiling swinging up/forward with the wind blowing her hair back.


13th Feb



Like an Owl who flys by night,
Travelling
My world
As loud as sight

I ride the ripples
You make
and surf the waves
in your wake

I am the eyes always watching
and the earth on which you tread

I'm the shadow that scares you
when your alone in bed.

An Angel that will lift you
Yet the cave in which your lost

Your  echo when you call
The moss beneath your fall 

My arms are open wide, 
Do you dare come inside?