Akashic Brother
September 4th, 2005, 11:27 PM
I was wondering if anyone had any experiences or knowledge regarding Fairys. I have been trying to learn about them, and am using different Fairy potions with the herbs that are said to draw them. I also have done kind of a song ritual around a Hawthorn tree. I had a dream experience last night that makes me wonder... Any imput at all is welcome.
I was outside in a garden, and a baby was given to me, and said that it was of me. I held her in my arms, I thought that she was so perfectly beautful. An image of a perfect red rose filled my mind at this same time. It was a little girl. I spent much time with this little girl, and we practiced counting. I was so surprised that she made it up to 12 befor stumbleing, and then we counted together up to 17. I felt proud and happy for her. We spent a long time together and we were comunicating with out words, it was like love only. Very warm. As the dream progressed she grew a little older. I was at home, but not a home I knew. It seemed we were up in the trees, and on a rooftop. I was holding the baby and people in the surrounding trees were all looking at me with smiles and love, through the foliage. I then went out to them, holding the girl, and a few seemed to fly over to me, or possibly they swinged over. They commented on the baby in loving terms, and seemed happy for me as well. It was a very nice dream. It was wierd like the faces of the people in the trees were superimposed over the trees.
I was outside in a garden, and a baby was given to me, and said that it was of me. I held her in my arms, I thought that she was so perfectly beautful. An image of a perfect red rose filled my mind at this same time. It was a little girl. I spent much time with this little girl, and we practiced counting. I was so surprised that she made it up to 12 befor stumbleing, and then we counted together up to 17. I felt proud and happy for her. We spent a long time together and we were comunicating with out words, it was like love only. Very warm. As the dream progressed she grew a little older. I was at home, but not a home I knew. It seemed we were up in the trees, and on a rooftop. I was holding the baby and people in the surrounding trees were all looking at me with smiles and love, through the foliage. I then went out to them, holding the girl, and a few seemed to fly over to me, or possibly they swinged over. They commented on the baby in loving terms, and seemed happy for me as well. It was a very nice dream. It was wierd like the faces of the people in the trees were superimposed over the trees.