in and out of dreams - the ghost in the orchard.

Conscious or still dreaming?

This is the question I keep asking myself.

2 times now I had fallen asleep and dreamed that the farmer who owned
the orchard I was in had come along to tell me to get out. the second
time it was quite a nudge to my psyche and I considered that on
waking, that it may have been a ghost in the orchard that perhaps was
a farmer many hundreds of years ago, and was communicating to me
through my dreams, as perhaps no-one has slept in this orchard for
hundreds of years.. Or maybe I am just paranoid of the farmer finding
me. After all, its a modern orchard and they don't last long..

So, am I dreaming or am I awake?

Just to be sure on the safe side, I think maybe I can help this ghost in the orchard, so I ask it to move on safely.., and that there is no need to still be hanging around.


Now, to sleep. I'm a bit too close to the road, and the noise from the
cars is disturbing me, and I wished I'd set up the tarp further away,
but never mind, I haven't the energy to move it now, and its after
11pm so the traffic will die down lots. The wind has driven the
relentless rain away, and I feel calmer. The tarp I am sheltering
under is flapping about and causing more noise disturbance, and I
consider taking it down. Perhaps the rain won't be back this eve?
Better not take chances I feel.

And I fall asleep, but now I am convinced I hear more voices, a farmer
calling out, and I wake, and look up, and I can see a shadow at the
edge of the field where the gate is, and its coming closer to me, and
I'm sure its the farmer. I call out, 'ey'! making a noise to say, I'm
here, and there's nothing to be afraid of. I can see that he is moving
timidly towards me. I'm sure I'm not dreaming this time. But then he
gets so close, and I get so freaked out that I awake, and I find
myself lying in a different part of the orchard. I have somehow or
other managed to drag myself, with the ground sheet and stuff 2 rows
across in the orchard. I look back to my old place and the bike and
some other stuff is still there.

I must have done this to try to get away from the road and the flappy
noisy tarp, and although yes, I am not sleeping under the tarp
anymore, the road is still just as close. I needed to drag my stuff
further down the row I was on.

Anyway, no worries, I'm quite amazed that I managed to move myself so
far without being aware of it. Now I'm awake, I decide to have an
explore. I walk down the row I'm on and quite quickly I notice some
really interesting shapes in the ground. Graves.

The orchard has been planted on an old graveyard. No wonder I felt
that there were ghosts in the orchard. And no wonder I wasd getting
disturbed sleep. Everyone knows its not a good idea to sleep in a
cemetery, even if its an old one that's not been in use for some
years.

So, I go back to clear up my stuff and check the time on my phone, and
I wake up, into another dream I wonder?

I am back sleeping in my original place, the tarp still above me.
Everything in place. I see that the clouds have parted and Orion the
Hunter is just above the horizon, looking at me, and shining bright.
Am I in another dream I wonder? I don't think so, but I do think Orion
has been orchestrating my dreams to some degree. I check the time.
1am. Lots of time for more sleep. Ill just write down this series of
dreams...

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I wake into a pagan gathering... Now the orchard has become a place where there are these leaders of the gathering wearing mask costumes and they are huge and are orchestrating some crazy psychedelic happening. Lots of people are gathering round , and the celebrations are underway...  

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I wander along from the place where I have been sleeping and find
myself in an amazing market garden. And I have timed it well, - the
person who runs the market garden is giving a tour round, telling
people the history of the place and where he learnt hos methods.

I see he has been doing lots of soil improvement and inter-cropping,
its really amazing.

While I seem to have stumbled upon this tour, I also stumble upon my
parents. They had decided to come on this tour as it particularly
related to some history of the family - an ancestor of ours had lived
here and had traveled to a particular area in Cornwall to set up
growing there.
I nearly get caught by the people who were running the tour as I not paid.


I am with Andy f an james cleg, I am traveling around Sheffield n we
find this place which has lemons and giant weird fruit. Its very
strange and we stumble upon a crazy alien technology which has been
developed in connection with a university fair.