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The Dream
A contractor I apparently knew had told me about a volunteer opportunity. He said that there was a woman living in a house that was in bad condition and that he, and some others, had been trying to help her. So I went to see what I could do.
The house was unpleasant. Not deplorable necessarily but ugly. I was in the kitchen and the young woman I was supposed to help was complaining. There were numerous problems with the property. I remember that there was a 1980s style drop ceiling and some of the tiles were coming down. Everything seemed flimsy and cheap.
I didn't enjoy talking to the woman. She was loud and obviously immature. She was younger than me. I didn't have a strong sense of her age but she acted like an adolescent or even a pre-adolescent. I tried to be charitable but I found her very irritating. It seemed that she was renting and she was very unhappy with her landlady who was neglecting the property.
A little while later, I was at a dinner being held in the woman's honor. We were seated at a long table under an old aluminum carport next to the house. I was at the far end of the table. I had reconnected with an old friend. In real life, our friendship ended years ago but I've regretted that. In the dream, I was happy to reconnect with her and eager to catch up. She looked young and successful, just as I remembered her.
Annoyingly, the guest of honor kept demanding my attention from her end of the table. She had written several different documents and was insisting I read them aloud. Someone brought them to me. It was a hodgepodge of old newspaper clippings and pictures and handwritten papers.
I did not want to be bothered with the woman or her requests and kept saying that I didn't want to read what she had written. I was angry with her for interrupting and insisting I read. I felt that she was demanding attention she didn't deserve even though the dinner was being held in her honor.
My Take
When I woke up, I was still a little annoyed. But then it occurred to me that the immature, attention seeking woman might be that part of myself who I don't want to acknowledge - here in this blog or anywhere. My feelings toward her are so negative that blogging about the dream is unpleasant.
But there is something about all of this that is demanding my attention.
I don't think it was any coincidence that I felt so much negativity toward the woman in the dream. Other people apparently realized she needed help but, to me, she didn't deserve it. I wanted to be left alone with my successful friend instead.
Looking at the Symbolism
- The charitable contractor > charitable carpenter > Divine influence?
- Young woman > my inner self, my authentic self
- House the young woman lived in > her self, her reality, my inner reality
- Cheap, run down and flimsy state of the house > disregard for self, ignoring self, neglect
- Woman mentioned as being part owner of house > my executive functioning self
- My successful friend > what I aspire to but feel I can never be > feeling inferior, different
- The dinner in honor of the young woman > the idea that others may care
- My very irritated attitude toward the young woman > disliking and disregarding who I really am
- Wanting the young woman to leave me alone > dismissing my true self
- The material she wanted me to read > her story > my history
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| The Necromanteion of Ephyra |
This is where Odysseus found himself after he was instructed to "make a journey of a very different kind, and find your way to the Halls of Hades." His experience at Ephyra included the sacrifice of a ram and ewe (providing the medium of blood) and visions of a multitude of spirits including his own deceased mother.
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| John Dee's Obsidian Mirror |
- An unfinished (or repurposed) wooden box from your local craft store (or amazon)
- Mod Podge or other glue if you choose to use something else.
- Your tarot deck or online images A printer with scanner if you want to use images from your deck.
- A decent pair of scissors.
- A brush - I use inexpensive foam scrapbooking brushes because bristle brushes can leave strands stuck to your work which is never fun!
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| Photo by Content Pixie on Unsplash |
Making your own tarot and oracle card reading refuge is, first and foremost, an exercise in creating sacred space so I wanted to begin this article by talking a bit about what sacred space actually is.
And this is what I like about goals. We can say we are going in a specific direction (our goal) and then set meaningful check points between here and there. If we don't get to the goal but manage to arrive at those intermediate points, we know we're on our way to something better.Because Yule is a holiday that hales from an earth-based religion, it is clearly focused on the movement of the planet and the seasons that cycle creates.
Falling on one of the four quarter points of the the Wiccan / Pagan calendar, Yule marks the Winter Solstice - the shortest day of the year.
From the Autumn Equinox (in the Northern Hemisphere) onward, the days get shorter and the nights get longer until on December 21st or 22nd, the sun rises after seven and sets as early as 4:30 in the afternoon. After that long night, the process reverses.
Viewed from this perspective, the holiday of Yule, isn't just about lighting candles in the dark. It is about the lengthening days and the barely perceptible shift from increasing darkness to increasing light.
Witches and pagans don't celebrate that shift because they think that darkness is bad or that light is in better. They celebrate it because they recognize that both light and dark serve a very important purpose.
In light we see clearly. We take action. We are filled with purpose. In darkness we rest. In darkness, undistracted, we are free to focus on what is within. And if what we see there is problematic we know that it was already there - in dark or in light.
Earth-based religions value all aspects of the yearly cycle. And it follows that, as earthly creatures in tune with the turning wheel of the year, the process of looking inward can be cyclical, too. By working with (instead of against) these inner and outer cycles, we can discover new insights and revelations. For me, this is what the holiday of Yule is really about.
This year, I began the process of evaluating the passing year in early November. As the world darkened, I spent more time inside. I used some of this time to think about strategies related to personal transformation and growth. When the solstice is still weeks away, I began to write out my plans for the year ahead, allowing myself plenty of time to reflect and redefine.
If we attune to the cycle and follow this process, lighting our holiday candles on the longest night of the year means that we know just what we're creating and what we’re releasing. In that space, poised between darkness and light, we transition from reflection to purpose, prepared to joyfully welcome the year to come.
This wasn't always easy - at least not in a controlling / egoic way - but even at its hardest it still felt right.
Winter was a time of study and introspection and Spring was a time of clearing and planting (in a very literal sense).
In summer, I built things in both worlds simultaneously - and began to share my secret identity as a witch with my non-witchy friends.
Throughout Autumn I did my best to tie up loose ends, think about the year just passed, and set intentions for the year ahead.
That year isn't here yet, and in many ways, I am still in the process of defining it but a few decisions have been made. One is to begin the formal study of astrology through the American Federation of Astrologers and I'm excited to share that I have just received the wonderful Beginner's Learning Kit pictured below.
I hope you'll join me in this new journey of discovery in the year to come.
Said song :)
For more on Yule, please check back next week!


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