Dreams: BIIIIIG KITTY! (or "What's with all the big cats lately?")
Ohhhkay, this is getting... interesting?
No lions yet, I'll note, but this morning I had the third dream involving a Big Cat in what? Two weeks?
The first was the most vivid and stand-out, and also the most clearly a Visitation. I dreamt that I woke up and looked out the 2nd story window from the upstairs bedroom and saw a black jaguar panther lounging in the tree looking back at me. He seemed mellow, even cheerful in that playful way cats can have. Definitely masculine from the shape of the head. My first thought was "Hey! A Jaguar spirit!", but because I was dreaming that I was in the physical world, my second thought was "Wait, that's not just a spirit - that's a solid in-my-tree jaguar! Fuck! Close the windows before it comes inside!!"
I knew immediately that as soon as I moved, I'd be much more interesting to the Jaguar, so I moved very carefully to close the four windows (there are only two in the physical world, but then the tree isn't in front of them, and the roof is longer, so eh, dream variables FTW). Each window closed upwards, and I closed them carefully from right to left. Sure enough, when I got to the last one, on the left, the Jaguar was there, front paws on the ledge, sniffing at the suddenly-interesting window frame. As I touched the window our eyes met, and we stared at each other for one intense moment, and then I closed the window.
From there I "woke up" into another dream wherein I was discussing the Jaguar dream with Mama K, asking if there were any Jaguar paths of the Leopard Lwa Agassou. She told me no, that I'd encountered one of the "Forgotten Lwa", and that this was in particular was a "Problem Child" (or maybe she said "Troublemaker"). Then I looked down at the notebook I had with me for taking notes and saw a 5 letter word scrawled there as if the writer had been holding the pen in a fist with their off-hand or somesuch. The first two letters were S and A. I think the third or fourth was either L or I. Yeah, really helpful, I know. *sigh*
As I was finally actually waking up, I hit that liminal state where my wakeful, analytical mind and my intuition can really have a go at the dream material without actually being in the waking world where other factors come into play. Once in that state I recognized several important things. 1: This was definitely a Visitation. 2: The name was scrawled on the paper by the Spirit, not by Mama K. (Notice that in the liminal state the dreams are still taken fairly literally) 3: This was NOT a Lwa. This spirit was native to the Americas, either Mesoamerican or Amazonian. A god taking Jaguar form, rather than a Jaguar animal spirit. Most likely Mayan. 4: Closing the windows is fruitless - for the Jaguar Spirit to be in the tree, He must already have been in my space. 5: He meant no harm, but was nevertheless a dangerous being to deal with - caution is warranted. 6: He was most likely just establishing contact with me as a Messenger, or possibly just passing through without any intentions at all - my only obligation is to figure out who it is, if possible, and remember for future reference if anything comes up.
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The second dream took place in the same area, perhaps a week later at the most. I dreamt that folks were in my backyard for some kind of party. I walked to the side fence area under the jacaranda tree and found several women, including thorn_and_calyx, and a few others associated with AMUH all kneeling around a female tiger who appeared to be very weak. In my memory, the form keeps shifting back and forth from a tiger to a woman with tiger skin, but it's all the same, really. Everyone was crying, and Thorn_and_Calyx said she was poisoned, dying, nothing we could do. My own intuition was that no, if we could get people here with the right skills, there was some kind of surgery we could do to get the problem resolved. But everyone was so set on the idea that she was poisoned, that nothing could be done, and that even the tiger herself was accepting of her fate, that I couldn't get anyone to listen to me.
I woke up because I was so upset I was sobbing in my sleep and finally heard it with my physical ears.
I have no idea what that dream meant, other than that it felt connected to the Jaguar dream. It also felt like a visitation, but nowhere near so strongly. The heart-wrenching aspect was stronger than the sense of visitation, but either way I was definitely bound to remember it.
I did get together with my friend C, and there seemed to be some connections there with stuff she needed to know. I don't think that's all of it, but I do think that was some of it. The gods are cheap, the gods are frugal, the gods are efficient - when They want to be, of course.
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The third dream was different, in that it didn't take place in my home with chiendarrendor the way the first two did. It was also the weakest of the three so far, in terms of feeling like I have to remember it, or that there was visitation involved.
I don't remember what lead up to it (as often happens), but I was basically heading down the sidewalk when a white tiger cub came toddling towards me, as though it knew I was friendly and wanted attention. Knowing it was probably not supposed to be running around outside unattended like that, I picked it up and carried it about how I would a large cat. It only struggled a little, when it realized I was taking it somewhere. Other people came running towards me, and I reasoned that the cub must have been lost from a zoo or circus, but for some reason I didn't trust the people who first came to me, and insisted that because they had no proof it was their cub, I would gladly carry the cub to where they indicated, but refused to give the cub back until I was sure I had the right home for it. Oh yes, I was on roller skates for all this, so I was carrying the cub and skating back to where it had come from.
The dream devolved into other scenes about zoos and circuses, and some explanation about how my muscle memory for skating was based on my old body shape, but that's ok, because so is my dream form, so obviously I can skate just fine in dreams and otherspace because of this.
Again, I don't know. In all three dreams the MOST vivid thing was looking into the eyes, looking at the face of the big cat.
The white tiger cub seemed to be a boy cub, and liked me, but was trying to get away with something. I was firmly insistent on taking care of him, neither letting him get away with anything, nor letting anybody else get away with anything against him. Like a child, really.
So now I've had an encounter with a profoundly masculine, dark, powerful Black Jaguar Panther, a distinctly feminine, ailing, peaceful (Bengal?) Tiger, and a young, mischievous, playful, masculine White Tiger Cub. Sounds like a sort of traditional family, however mixed.
So yeah, I really don't know.
Input is welcome!
--Ember--
No lions yet, I'll note, but this morning I had the third dream involving a Big Cat in what? Two weeks?
The first was the most vivid and stand-out, and also the most clearly a Visitation. I dreamt that I woke up and looked out the 2nd story window from the upstairs bedroom and saw a black jaguar panther lounging in the tree looking back at me. He seemed mellow, even cheerful in that playful way cats can have. Definitely masculine from the shape of the head. My first thought was "Hey! A Jaguar spirit!", but because I was dreaming that I was in the physical world, my second thought was "Wait, that's not just a spirit - that's a solid in-my-tree jaguar! Fuck! Close the windows before it comes inside!!"
I knew immediately that as soon as I moved, I'd be much more interesting to the Jaguar, so I moved very carefully to close the four windows (there are only two in the physical world, but then the tree isn't in front of them, and the roof is longer, so eh, dream variables FTW). Each window closed upwards, and I closed them carefully from right to left. Sure enough, when I got to the last one, on the left, the Jaguar was there, front paws on the ledge, sniffing at the suddenly-interesting window frame. As I touched the window our eyes met, and we stared at each other for one intense moment, and then I closed the window.
From there I "woke up" into another dream wherein I was discussing the Jaguar dream with Mama K, asking if there were any Jaguar paths of the Leopard Lwa Agassou. She told me no, that I'd encountered one of the "Forgotten Lwa", and that this was in particular was a "Problem Child" (or maybe she said "Troublemaker"). Then I looked down at the notebook I had with me for taking notes and saw a 5 letter word scrawled there as if the writer had been holding the pen in a fist with their off-hand or somesuch. The first two letters were S and A. I think the third or fourth was either L or I. Yeah, really helpful, I know. *sigh*
As I was finally actually waking up, I hit that liminal state where my wakeful, analytical mind and my intuition can really have a go at the dream material without actually being in the waking world where other factors come into play. Once in that state I recognized several important things. 1: This was definitely a Visitation. 2: The name was scrawled on the paper by the Spirit, not by Mama K. (Notice that in the liminal state the dreams are still taken fairly literally) 3: This was NOT a Lwa. This spirit was native to the Americas, either Mesoamerican or Amazonian. A god taking Jaguar form, rather than a Jaguar animal spirit. Most likely Mayan. 4: Closing the windows is fruitless - for the Jaguar Spirit to be in the tree, He must already have been in my space. 5: He meant no harm, but was nevertheless a dangerous being to deal with - caution is warranted. 6: He was most likely just establishing contact with me as a Messenger, or possibly just passing through without any intentions at all - my only obligation is to figure out who it is, if possible, and remember for future reference if anything comes up.
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The second dream took place in the same area, perhaps a week later at the most. I dreamt that folks were in my backyard for some kind of party. I walked to the side fence area under the jacaranda tree and found several women, including thorn_and_calyx, and a few others associated with AMUH all kneeling around a female tiger who appeared to be very weak. In my memory, the form keeps shifting back and forth from a tiger to a woman with tiger skin, but it's all the same, really. Everyone was crying, and Thorn_and_Calyx said she was poisoned, dying, nothing we could do. My own intuition was that no, if we could get people here with the right skills, there was some kind of surgery we could do to get the problem resolved. But everyone was so set on the idea that she was poisoned, that nothing could be done, and that even the tiger herself was accepting of her fate, that I couldn't get anyone to listen to me.
I woke up because I was so upset I was sobbing in my sleep and finally heard it with my physical ears.
I have no idea what that dream meant, other than that it felt connected to the Jaguar dream. It also felt like a visitation, but nowhere near so strongly. The heart-wrenching aspect was stronger than the sense of visitation, but either way I was definitely bound to remember it.
I did get together with my friend C, and there seemed to be some connections there with stuff she needed to know. I don't think that's all of it, but I do think that was some of it. The gods are cheap, the gods are frugal, the gods are efficient - when They want to be, of course.
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The third dream was different, in that it didn't take place in my home with chiendarrendor the way the first two did. It was also the weakest of the three so far, in terms of feeling like I have to remember it, or that there was visitation involved.
I don't remember what lead up to it (as often happens), but I was basically heading down the sidewalk when a white tiger cub came toddling towards me, as though it knew I was friendly and wanted attention. Knowing it was probably not supposed to be running around outside unattended like that, I picked it up and carried it about how I would a large cat. It only struggled a little, when it realized I was taking it somewhere. Other people came running towards me, and I reasoned that the cub must have been lost from a zoo or circus, but for some reason I didn't trust the people who first came to me, and insisted that because they had no proof it was their cub, I would gladly carry the cub to where they indicated, but refused to give the cub back until I was sure I had the right home for it. Oh yes, I was on roller skates for all this, so I was carrying the cub and skating back to where it had come from.
The dream devolved into other scenes about zoos and circuses, and some explanation about how my muscle memory for skating was based on my old body shape, but that's ok, because so is my dream form, so obviously I can skate just fine in dreams and otherspace because of this.
Again, I don't know. In all three dreams the MOST vivid thing was looking into the eyes, looking at the face of the big cat.
The white tiger cub seemed to be a boy cub, and liked me, but was trying to get away with something. I was firmly insistent on taking care of him, neither letting him get away with anything, nor letting anybody else get away with anything against him. Like a child, really.
So now I've had an encounter with a profoundly masculine, dark, powerful Black Jaguar Panther, a distinctly feminine, ailing, peaceful (Bengal?) Tiger, and a young, mischievous, playful, masculine White Tiger Cub. Sounds like a sort of traditional family, however mixed.
So yeah, I really don't know.
Input is welcome!
--Ember--