tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38348798.post8706339697905166793..comments2024-01-20T10:36:55.082+02:00Comments on Aquila ka Hecate: Blue PearlAquila ka Hecatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00725237187718174157noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38348798.post-83444638449840362952013-05-15T23:16:23.427+02:002013-05-15T23:16:23.427+02:00It’s hard to search out knowledgeable individuals ...It’s hard to search out knowledgeable individuals on this subject, but you sound like you realize what you’re speaking about! Thanks<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38348798.post-92017974658915015982013-05-15T07:11:32.757+02:002013-05-15T07:11:32.757+02:00It was a terribly confusing dream...I knew these B...It was a terribly confusing dream...I knew these Buddhist dressed, if not in Buddhist colors, monks had a book in their possession and I needed them to translate it for me for some very vital reason. I was very distressed when they all began to disappear. And it dawns on me it must have been closer to 15 years ago...<br /><br />As for tune carrying...pity the dead I sing to as I carry their names in the Labyrinth; I'm certainly no songstress!Syrbal/Labryshttp://www.herlanderwalking.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38348798.post-87980676529247164802013-05-15T04:50:13.791+02:002013-05-15T04:50:13.791+02:00That sounds awesome!
I love it when there's si...That sounds awesome!<br />I love it when there's singing in my dreams. It's nearly always me doing the singing, which is such a pleasure, as in this incarnation I cannot hold a tune.<br />In fact, a couple of nights ago I was singing the names of all the old incarnations of god.<br />Love,<br />T in JAquila ka Hecatehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00725237187718174157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38348798.post-88405252033000538262013-05-14T20:31:13.160+02:002013-05-14T20:31:13.160+02:00Hmmm, I also have hypagogic hallucinations from ti...Hmmm, I also have hypagogic hallucinations from time to time and generally enjoy the experience, a bit like mental television with no ads. The closest thing to this I've had was a dream, however....of a beautiful lush bowl shaped meadow surrounded by monks in that precise almost electric blue colored robes. They were singing...a very Buddhist like chant. And then, water began to rise in the bowl and as it reached the foot of each monk, they vanished in a streamer of upward blue-white light.<br /><br />And yes, it really kind of freaked me out, so much so I recall it almost totally even ten years later.Syrbal/Labryshttp://www.herlanderwalking.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com