Ixchel

In my dream, I wake up in bed to the sound of wolves howling outside (there are no wolves or even coyotes where I am staying this weekend in waking life and think this is a bit strange). I close my eyes to go back to sleep, and hear a wolf in my room. Low growling but not threatening to attack. I can't open both eyes to look at it straight on and realize I am dreaming. The wolf stays a few minutes, then the dream ends with me actually waking and being able to open both eyes.

Took 5-htp the last few nights, having intense dreams but very little recall, and waking tired... Seems to have the opposite effect for me, will continue a few more days to see...
Anyhoo, yesterday my three fragments were: running into an old friend at his gallery opening, sex dream, and a war drama.
This am I was too tired to be bothered to roll over and write anything down.

We have crash landed in an unfamiliar land or world. I have some nice gold jewelry with me that I keep with me, we leave our plane while it is getting repaired. I spend time on my own each day with locals learning customs, especially enjoy frequent (daily?) rides in dugout canoes with the priests and priestesses down an under-mountain water luge. It is serious, but a fun ride! at the top there are always two canoes, and one female will ride to another tunnel on the left, lying in her canoe after we say goodbye ceremonially and head to the right. Everyone here is very fair, tall, blonde, and they all wear white. I believe the tunnel to the left goes through some falls to another part of city... One day, I have come to be so bored and tired of being there that I decide I will ride with the woman. They others try gently to dissuade me but I am adamant and they let me get in -- then my mate (handsome channing tatum type) shows up out of nowhere, gets very upset and says no, I can't go, and explains that those falls take the priestesses to their death, this is a sacrificial rite. Wish someone had bothered to tell me that earlier! I get out of the canoe, and say fine, but let's leave this place. He says we have no fuel. I go over to the old priest sitting nearby at a desk and give him a bracelet with orange stones in it -- ask him to fill up our plane in return. He says he can do better than that, and proceeds to give me a massive fortune in their currency (three small bags of white gold-like dust), explains that the stones in the bracelet are worth enough for me to live in luxury for the rest of my life. I agree, the bracelet was just a trinket to me anyways, and we leave.

At a small hotel, help solve a mystery of where money is hidden to pay for repairs so the female owner won't have to close down. We find the money in a hidden room, and tell the woman she should go get a safe at Walmart or Staples for $50 to keep it all in.
Go astral, and spend some time flying.
Then I am in a dream again, driving fast on a rural road and DCs are yelling at me as I go by. I miss my turn and become lucid, drive to a place I know I've been before, a big white house, empty, next to a huge pond that has nature habitat signs all around. What a perfect place for retreats and swimming, I think. I turn the car around on a wooded track past the pond and drive back out. This place would be great to buy -- I wonder if it's real and how much it is. I remind myself to remember to write these dreams down when I wake up.

Out at a restaurant in an alternate reality, lucid. DD wakes me up IRL, lost most of the recall.

Wake up in a dream, lucid, I'm at a house with some people. One guy's brother is a soldier, and not very nice, he almost tries to kill me, but I have the powers of air and fire and he backs off. We all go to a dance, then sleep and wake up again, but in a different dream world.

Astral travel to find a relic... Connecting with many people telepathically, lots of shared dreaming... Have animated, agreeable conversation with a young man about what is authentic native teaching, and what is not. Another man, talking about how to move things around in my store for better energy flow... More connections, lost a lot of it when my son came bouncing in at 5:20am

Find newborn baby eagle on the side of the road, and am torn on whether I should turn it in or raise it myself. I know what is "legal", but I've raised and rehabilitated crows with great success and know I have the ancestral knowledge to do this. It is so cute, just 6 inches tall and covered with white fluff. Whatever I choose, I feel such a blessing from spirit...

Ninevah. Helping a single mom redecorate home, she is rebuilding a sacred grove - white pines crowded out invasive deciduous trees, those are dead now and new cathedral pines ae growing and she and the people rejoice...

more about star babies, aliens...

#1 In a diner with my 5 year old daughter. Bad spirits try to steal her by trickery. Bear, her clan animal, places the protective hiragana for "bear" on her lower right back with a swipe, and I defeat the bad spirits and take her away before soul corruption can take hold.

#2 At a hospital for a scientific study. They have a "nice" bear in the waiting room, but it is agitated by my daughter's loud voice and running around, and it scratches her back on her upper right shoulder blades. I grab her and bring her to the ER for healing, they are shocked by the scratches from the bear, but even more so by the tattoo on her back from #1.

IRL -- I have just started learning japanese hiragana, and only know half the alphabet, no words yet. I drew the letters I saw in my dream, and when I look them up online, they spell "Kuma" which means "Bear"!

LD leading a group meditation with Mjolnir, thor's hammer. Thor explains that mjolnir is both a person and the hammer. We stretch.

Relaxing with Thor in his apartment with his elven people. Talking, watching TV, lots of laughing. He says he's going to cook a spinach twimble for me (eggs, spinach, cheese, jam)