I have this weird dream that keeps recurring and has been since I was 5 years old :
I am in the dark, extremely aware of myself....AND the fact that there are others around me.
All I see is the stars in the night.
I cannot see the people around me, But I know they are there, and that we are forming a BIG circle, of probably about 60 people or so. I hear the crackling of distant fires. I hear the beating of soft drums. I hear "chanting", in a native tongue. My guess..it is Cherokee. (that's half of my ancestry) I've heard the language since, and it's very similiar if not the same. Anyway, a small, very short, very petite older Indian woman approaches me. She is dressed in a very formal kind of ritualistic outfit. It's beaded...and beautiful. She has feathers in her two-braids hair too, but something about her appearance leads me to believe she is more than just the average old Indian woman. But rather, someone of great importance. She is chanting the same sing-song kind of lingo. She pulls out a pouch, much like the medicine man pouches you might be familiar with. Leather bag with a draw string kind of thing. She is looking me in the eyes. She gets some kind of "dust" out of the bag, and while chanting, she throws some down on the ground in front of me. A wall of fire shaped in an arrow starts to build upward toward the sky. It's pointing directly ahead. It gets higher and higher until all I can see is a wall of fire.
Then...the dream ends.
2007-09-04
10:04:14
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