Sunday, 8 December 2019

Conor and his Clan

dream dec 7th 2018

I have returned to my home city , Sheffield, where I was born. now it's called the city of love. for some reason, before, I could only see the problems, but now, I see how the people here really have something special . how was it I could not see things before?

I want to see my best friend who I've not seen in ages. his name is Connor. now I'm walking towards the woods in my beaten up shoes, and I see him sat on a horse that his friends have all given him. they know the struggles he has gone through. and they have chosen him now as their leader. it's like I'm seeing him now like a robin hood character.

interestingly, as he moves on the horse, I see that it is actually not a horse he is sitting on, but rather he has become like a centaur, half man half horse. he's still getting used to the new movement this brings.

I greet him and he me. He says, how come you arrive in this fashion? I was expecting to see you enter the city on a chariot or something? I tell him, this was the plan, but for now, all I have is these beaten up shoes.

We talk about the times and the signs that we should be expecting to see emerging now.

I want to walk and talk, but Connors horse legs are still working on a life of their own, so I have to follow him into the woods.

Connor has a pet deer, who he follows when in the woods. deer wants to show us something. He leads us both to this big tree that has fallen down. underneath the roots a old dog is lying in the cold slowly starving to death. underneath the dog a seal is lying. seal wants to keep the dog warm to keep her alive through her own body heat.

I cry when I see what's happening, because it's what we humans have lacked. We think we are so much better than the animals, but we can't even do what this seal is doing for this dog. if only we could model this somehow...

this dog was forgotten about by the people who lived on the farm. she had given birth many times, and was the mother of miko, who we all still remember.

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me and Connor wander on and continue talking about the signs that we should be seeing emerging in these special times.

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