
A bunch of friends from Bristol came over for the day. We went to gather spring water from St juilans spring.
In the evening we wandered up to the long barrow.
My intention was to spend the night: i've been planning on spending a night in the barrow at each quarter point through out the year - solstices and equinoxes.
Here is the dream that i had that night, - pieced together from the notes from my phone.
I was back in my old school. We were playing games in the playground. I remember seeing the girl that i first fell in love with, and i felt the same intense gut feelings of complete bewilderment that one so often feels; that feeling that for me gets closest to what one might call soul feelings. I then saw another of the girls i fell in love with a few years later. We looked at one another in recognition of some soul connection but never spoke a word. We had grown up, and yet we were still in the same situation as it had been; feelings as yet un-communicated.
Next i remember we had gone somewhere new; me, Pete and a bunch of friends were at a concert and Oscar Peterson was playing the piano. It was phenomenal playing, and yet all of a sudden he stopped, and said, "look up there" - we looked and saw a little boy sat at a massive organ way up at the back of the concert room. He started to play this improvised music and Oscar said, "this is what music is about; giving thanks. This is the greatest message in music".
We were now back in school, but things had changed - the first girl had grown up and had become a skilled intuitive. She was giving a talk to a bunch of us. she was life as a ride, and was using a model of a fair ground roller-coaster as a tool to help her. She said - "you have missed out this bit in your model" and she pointed to the really steep straight bit which takes you from the highest point to the lowest point. The model she was pointing at was also a bit like a climbing frame. I remember taking in that bit of info about the missing bit and thinking "this is really important information.
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