The Old School Building

I meet E, and she has had her baby, or is it her second baby? I
hold her baby, she is very tiny, and I wrap a towel around her to keep
her warm.

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Me and james are visiting this big old building which is being done up.

There is lots of building work going on, inside and outside.

An old school runs here now, and James has got a job teaching music,
but he is often helping some people out with building jobs too,
because he has good ideas and strength.


The building needs lots of work, james is outside, telling them to
shift the rubbish gravel in the yard and replace it with sand. There
are a number of out buildings, it is in a flat area, it is a stone
built house, and I think we are in oxford somewhere.

I go exploring the grounds of this big building. I climb over a fence,
and step on a nail, but it doesn't go into my foot, it only penetrates
my shoe. Lucky.

I see a little river below me. It runs under the house. It used to be
a sewer drain, but no-more. Now they have a sustainable system for
human wastes.

I am looking for a vegetable garden. Somewhere to the south side of
this building in the grounds, is an old walled garden, which can be
renovated and got back into use.

One of the classes comes out to go for a walk, and all the kids wander
off to the sea. It is really beautiful by the sea, I become emotional,
the combination of the open space, with the wind and waves, the sounds
and smells of the seaside, makes emotion well up inside of me.

I go swimming in the sea. Lots of people are out surfing. My mum is a
life guard. I swim outside the designated territory so she calls me
back to get in the safe area. The ocean waves are big, 
and powerful and its dangerous out here...

The Friend Who Nearly Died

I am in wellow. My shed is seeming extra big. I have just woken up in
it, and I am getting ready to go for the walk.

a load of our friends have come together to do the walk.

Adam and liz,luke, aidan, dee, ailsa, tom, .. A huge crowd. Just about
everyone really.

I need some more clothes on, and there are not enough in my shed so
lots of people are lending me things, a mended pair of socks, a stripy
red and white jumper, boots, gloves. These clothes I am being given
are really 80's. I feel like I have almost stepped back in time by
wearing them.

Some of my friends are doing acrobatics. They are very good at it

I am up in a tree house collecting some spring water. A group of kids
turn up at the bottom of the tree and demand some water, so I climb
down to give them some. These kids seem quite hostile.

One of my friends gets attacked by this girl who is their leader. She
is a very powerful person and uses very powerful magic on him and
thinks she will destroy him, but she doesn't know that he is very
magical too, and he protects himself and manages to disable her magic.

He is left very weakened and injured and I have to do some healing on
him to help him recover. I hold his back and pour energy in. He sits
now and slowly recovers. He nearly died.

Lilly, the Old Allotment Lady

Lilly, the old lady from the allotments has been asleep. Now she wakes up, and we are in wellow, and yet wellow is also doubled up with my parents house in sheffield. They are two places merged together in my dream.

 I get chatting with Lilly. Alys is chatting with us too. We are talking about the good old days, the past. Its time now for Lilly to go home. I decide to walk her home because its quite a long
way to go, and after all, she is about 93! She says I don't need to help her, but I insist. She first of all runs up to Alys's van to tell her something before Alys leaves, and now starts running down the hill. Its amazing that she can still do this in her 90's. I hold her arm, to steady her, but I end up just holding her back, she is quiet capable of running by her self. 

There are apples all over the road from the big trees on either side of the road. We are heading for the magical orchard ground at the bottom of the hill, where her house is. We run together, in the beautiful autumn light, seeing the many colours apples on the road,
some squashed, some good, so many, all down the road.

two dreams: the ancestral feast and friend gathering

Im in south america, in a cave where lots of people still live. There are lots of adults and children.
 
There is this child who tells me that I don't belong here, and don't even know his culture. He is angry with me... I try to make a fire, and he jumps on it to put it out. I try to say that I want to learn the ways of his peoples, so he asks me if I have ever been to the big temple. I say I haven't.  He tells me about this big temple that is the main key to understanding his culture.

Now the adults tell the child to stop bothering me and they make room for us, me and my family, to have a feast. We are the tourists here, and we are being invited in to feast in their own home.

I meet Tolkien, - in form of old lady, and begin having a chat to him. He tells me Bilbo Baggins was resitant
to religions, being a hobbit who was quite stubborn and self willed. 

I ask him/her if frodo was too, and He/she said it was likely he was aware of their presence.

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In this place I've visited with lots of friends. We are all celebrating and getting into groups to learn specific things. I meet up with C and he is putting on a video that he made, showing people the things that he has learnt.
R is here too, and I see her having a long chat with J, about books. As the evening progresses I start to worry because we have been here for quite along time and I feel we will have overdone it. R has made a music video too like C. I'm watching it. It is very creative.

a series of dreams 2013

I am in a stately home.

Just outside I meet a guard of the house. He is angry with me because I have lost his glove.

I don't remember loosing it, so I Ignore him and wander on back to my car. He won't let me go, and chases me, demanding that I find his glove for him.

I decide to try and help him look for it, but it really is no-where to be seen.

I wander off into a field and there are a number of people putting up tents and preparing a festival. I hang out with some sheffield friends, and think that this guy can't find me, but he does and keeps
demanding that I find his glove. He grabs me and gets quite aggressive toward me. I can't get away from him, I find my frankinsense essential oil and spill it in his eyes. It takes a few seconds to kick in, but
when it does it burns and he let's go. I feel sorry for him, but I really can't help him right now.



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Im with a friend.

We are in a big dance room, and we doing a dancing together. She bends over backwards, and when she bends back upright again, her head and neck don't come back up as normal, and I have to push them back up for
her.

I meet lee and we are walking together along an old path.

We come across someone who is playing a music video of this eukaleli player and singer. The singer is stood not far away, playing the same song.

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And the earth weeps for her children... I am running down a hill, the waterfalls flowing behind me... I become
acutely aware of how each persons personality is shaped by their up bringing, their childhood, and shaped by the influence of the people they have been surrounded by while growing up. I see that so much trauma continues into adult hood because of what people experience while growing up, and that they have no way to process the trauma.

I am out walking with rosa in sheffield, and she can't go any further. I touch her back, and it has gone all rigid. I offer to carry her home which I do.

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Me and joe and simon and a cousin, I think ruth, r going to visit the
carl sagan museum. We are very excited.

I get distracted with looking for an old lump of limestone to crush up
to make into powered lime for the garden. I keep finding nice bits of
lettering done in various styles, but no old blocks suitable for
crushing up.

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I meet S and N. I am talking to N about noah, she has met him
somewhere, K is with me, and she sits by my side, I am lying down.

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I meet L, and I am with a few of her flatmates , in bristol. We have a
good hug and a joke. We talk about relationships.

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I am at notredame,
I am trying to learn some sciency things, its hard work but rewarding when I get it right.

I have a shouting match with mr C, he is being an idiot and I am not taking anymore crap off him.

I am playing music with pete.

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I meet peter snow falcon.

We are playing a really cool funky organ, and he is showing me some new things that I don't know about how to create new sounds out of this instrument. I find something sounding really great that I want to
record.

I see that there is a clock candle that needs burning. But it needs to be lit on the right time for it to tell the right time. It just happens to be 315pm. Just right to light now. I am chatting to someone about food n farming. How does anyone make any money from farming nowadays? I am describing to them the time and effort of vegetable growing, in relation to what it would cost to buy them. Its all about how oil inputs makes the cost of them so cheep, so the chances of being able to compete with such a market become impossible.

Winged horses

The winged horse is the symbol of the thoughts that transcend all limits 
of space and time.

Through contemplation of the forms existing in 
human society it becomes possible to shape the world.




I am in a stately home.

Just outside I meet a guard of the house. He is angry with me because
I have lost his glove.

I don't remember loosing it, so I Ignore him and wander on back to my
car. He won't let me go, and chases me, demanding that I find his
glove for him.

I decide to try and help him look for it, but it really is no-where to be seen.

I wander off into a field and there are a number of people putting up
tents and preparing a festival. I hang out with some sheffield
friends, and think that this guy can't find me, but he does and keeps
demanding that I find his glove. He grabs me and gets quite aggressive
toward me. I can't get away from him, I find my frankinsense essential
oil and spill it in his eyes. It takes a few seconds to kick in, but
when it does it burns and he let's go. I feel sorry for him, but I
really can't help him right now.