'VAST' is the best description, I felt dizzy waking up :P Oddly I didn't wake strait up, I dropped back first into one of my main dreamscapes first. It was the Craster one at night in the middle of the street. I tried to get a perspective on stuff there before waking up here.
Numbers 1 threw 12 paired up in strings. ??? Not sure what this means/ is yet... but THAT.
Oh, also ancient portals... allover the earth old ancient sites! They are portals some of them are female some male (Charge Black/White) Crumbled... but also Coming back online, or activating.
Next up I'm dancing.... First, there are many of us and then the men sit down, go home but the women aren't watching we are lost in the dance/trance. It's ancient and now, it's tribal and raves we dance for hrs and hrs all the women together.
When the lights come back on we are confused and wondering where the men went, but all hugging each other and saying goodnight. Makes me think of this dream from last month but with women.
Next dream is more dreamlike.
Starts in an unfamiliar street and I'm with 'my father' but it's not my waking dad. He's elderly and I love him, the street is wide the sky grey we are taking a tram. He's elderly black African, stooped over with a stick he wears an old suit, green flannel thick and checked and his curled hair is mainly grey now, he keeps farting. I help him onto the tram with me and we find a seat together.
Sitting we are now watching an 'overlay' an image we recall of a mother, beautiful strong black African it's like watching a tube map, but it's fast and multidimensional she's whizzing back and forth weaving fast, the stops on the tube style map are realities places and time and we are watching her weave quickly pulling threads together into fabric.
Seen changes and I'm watching a version of me, there is an elderly 'parent's right advocate' she's old with bright blue eyes (Like the architect has) she's fast and wise and talking and then she pauses to let me speak.
I watch a version of me speak, she's hurt, passionate too and speaks with closed eyes shedding tears... She says
'Any other female (meaning the other species) would fight to the death to protect their offspring, we have a system disguised to make women and parents powerless, we are tricked into signing our children into corporate slavery at birth... forcing them into a system we don't ourselves believe in'
Wake up here -
People I've connected with suddenly and randomly posting things from my dream, Zak drawing the thing they posted, and then realising I'm at the last page of my dream book too with also the same image!!
I'm a dream weaver too.... time to weave a better dream.
"The storm does not come to destroy their fruits, nor to break their branches. The storm comes to remind them that it is at the roots where their magic is. " - Arnau de Tera -
Then Zaks picture after I asked him to draw me a magic flower & the last page of the dream book bought by Josh
- The baby dragons, our babies, Earths babies. Not happening no more. 💓💓💓
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