Dream On

I had a very strange dream last night. It might have been a past life recollection.


I was traveling across some land which was hilly and green. I was on the ground but not in a car. I looked up and saw several winged people carrying non-winged people. The winged ones sported beautiful light pink and white feathered wings. They were beautiful. I couldn’t believe that someone had made wings that you could actually use to fly. Then I came into a large building with many rooms. There was a lot of activity. There were elders that had gathered as well. Everyone was preparing me and one other person for a trip. We were the only 2 people allowed into the “enemy’s” camp. We had some sort of guild membership which allowed us to enter their land. Everyone was giving me supplies for the trip. My ex-husband's Mom gave me a gold bowl which had been hammered into it’s shape. She also gave me a green piece of mid-century pottery that her mother had made. It was sort of a long cigar shaped bowl, like an olive dish. I was afraid it would break, so I left it behind. And I thought the gold bowl would be much luckier. I was also given some kind of object to give to the enemy, nothing dangerous or aggressive. I was concerned that I couldn’t carry all these things and steer the animal I was to ride. I don’t remember if it flew or not, only that it had reigns.



Isn’t that weird? The only thing I did even remotely close to any of this was attend Irish class, but we read a contemporary story. I have no idea what this means