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A fascinating little dreamlet...
Dec. 4th, 2006 12:03 amWell. In my brief period of sleep from 5 AM to about 6:15 AM I had a fascinating little dreamlet.
The setting for the whole thing was a forest, of sorts. It was a sparsely wooded area, however, the trees themselves were twisted and gnarled as if they were ancient beyond belief, yet had this vague windsculpted quality to them. Their foliage was deep green and could have only been described as regal.
Cue me and a certain close friend of mine entering the scene, wearing some sort of tunics that seemed to be woven of large, velvety leaves. She was following me, and I was obviously out there to show her something. We made our way to this one particular tree which was perhaps the most ancient of all trees (or not, it wasn't clear, but it was certain it had an exceptionally deep significance.) And stopped just an arm's reach away.
"This is what I wanted to show you, my dear..." I say, and smiling, I close my eye and reach out, pressing the palm of my hand to the tree's ancient yet oddly smooth bark.
The spot around my arm softly glows a vibrant green, as the tree sprouts a vine that spirals around my arm down to my shoulder, sprouting leaves and becoming thicker and healthier looking as sparkles of light greenish blue flow between me and the tree. She, at this point, seemed rather surprised or awestruck or something (She's the type to hold conversations with trees in reality, but this probably isn't what she expected. xD)
"Not quite what you expected, is it?" I grin "Here, now you try it." She seemed hesitant for a few seconds, but then she grinned in this way that I knew that only she could, and reached out for the tree herself. her contact against it was more like a faint caress at first, and when her respective vine grew, we held hands - our free hands - and our eyes closed.
~*~
A shift of perspectives. Green. Ebb and flow of life all around. Like a wholly different level of awareness, everything feels clearer, crisper, broader. We have no form only essence. Voices - although not what you'd call voices - harmonizing so perfectly it almost seems unnatural and yet TOO natural - ebbing and flowing. A song of life, though not what you'd call a song. Words cannot describe the sensation.
"Where are we?" I hear her voice. "Everywhere." I reply. A little warmth - a smile. "We are inside the most ancient concsiousness in this world... We are in the heart and mind of all plants. Every single blade of grass, every leaf, every tree, every flower has part in this dream. And this is the only way that ones such as you and I can add our voices to their song."
There was a while of just being there in this perfect moment, never feeling her leaving my side for even a second.
And then I said something, a little sadly "I wanted to share this with you, my love, While there is still time..."
Then a bunch of randomness and the alarm clock chimed, waking me up. Hmm.
~*~
Sleep, now...
The setting for the whole thing was a forest, of sorts. It was a sparsely wooded area, however, the trees themselves were twisted and gnarled as if they were ancient beyond belief, yet had this vague windsculpted quality to them. Their foliage was deep green and could have only been described as regal.
Cue me and a certain close friend of mine entering the scene, wearing some sort of tunics that seemed to be woven of large, velvety leaves. She was following me, and I was obviously out there to show her something. We made our way to this one particular tree which was perhaps the most ancient of all trees (or not, it wasn't clear, but it was certain it had an exceptionally deep significance.) And stopped just an arm's reach away.
"This is what I wanted to show you, my dear..." I say, and smiling, I close my eye and reach out, pressing the palm of my hand to the tree's ancient yet oddly smooth bark.
The spot around my arm softly glows a vibrant green, as the tree sprouts a vine that spirals around my arm down to my shoulder, sprouting leaves and becoming thicker and healthier looking as sparkles of light greenish blue flow between me and the tree. She, at this point, seemed rather surprised or awestruck or something (She's the type to hold conversations with trees in reality, but this probably isn't what she expected. xD)
"Not quite what you expected, is it?" I grin "Here, now you try it." She seemed hesitant for a few seconds, but then she grinned in this way that I knew that only she could, and reached out for the tree herself. her contact against it was more like a faint caress at first, and when her respective vine grew, we held hands - our free hands - and our eyes closed.
~*~
A shift of perspectives. Green. Ebb and flow of life all around. Like a wholly different level of awareness, everything feels clearer, crisper, broader. We have no form only essence. Voices - although not what you'd call voices - harmonizing so perfectly it almost seems unnatural and yet TOO natural - ebbing and flowing. A song of life, though not what you'd call a song. Words cannot describe the sensation.
"Where are we?" I hear her voice. "Everywhere." I reply. A little warmth - a smile. "We are inside the most ancient concsiousness in this world... We are in the heart and mind of all plants. Every single blade of grass, every leaf, every tree, every flower has part in this dream. And this is the only way that ones such as you and I can add our voices to their song."
There was a while of just being there in this perfect moment, never feeling her leaving my side for even a second.
And then I said something, a little sadly "I wanted to share this with you, my love, While there is still time..."
Then a bunch of randomness and the alarm clock chimed, waking me up. Hmm.
~*~
Sleep, now...
