Meeting Fiona

Though this is not a dream, I met one of my ancestors who was gifted in the "sight" (second sight some call it). I few days ago I bought a book called Celtic Visions: Seership, Omens, and Dreams of the Otherworld by Caitlin Matthew and there is a section to call upon an ancestor to guide anyone seeking help with "sight." So I decided to call to them and see who would answer.



Inhaling deeply the cool, fresh air I stared out into the scenery. Standing upon a hill, underneath a single tree with lush, new green leaves sprouting from the branches. Down below in the valley is nothing but green meadows, small lumps of land raising from the earth and a curvy strip carving through the land as a river. Further in the distant are the mountains stretching towards the paling sky; soft pinks mixing with pastels blues indicating the arrival of twilight. A breeze picks up, rustling the tree leaves and long blades of grass. I dig my toes into the soft grass, enjoying the smells that the wind brings. Familiar with my surroundings, I called out in a clear voice who I am. My name escapes my lips, and requesting for one of my ancestors to answer my call to help guide me in the correct path of seership.

I stand there a moment, listening before everything goes black. I'm standing in darkness but I know someone is here with me. "You called me?"

I turn my head, straining to listen trying to figure out if the voice who answered was male of female. "Yes, I did. Are you one of my ancestors?"

"Yes I am."

Female. The voice is definitely a female voice. I stare into the darkness trying to figure out if she is actually standing there in front of me, or merely a presence surrounding me. "Are you standing before me?"

"I am." The moment she answered I could see her more clearly, her figure standing there amongst the darkness but none of the darkness touched her. She stood tall, her shoulders pulled back holding herself with pride. She stepped in long, graceful strides in a path that circled me. I tried observing her in interested as she obviously did in return.

Her locks were a dark brown, stopping at her collar bones and curling inwards. A weaving, silver circlet with a green, circle gem in the very center pushed back her bangs, keeping them out of her face and revealing her forehead. Silver earnings hung from her ears, shimmering in the darkness with a matching necklace hanging in between where her collar bones, a clear green teardrop shaped stone hanging from the silver chain.

"What is your name?" I questioned feeling my growing frustrated that she keeps circling me reminding me the time I met Carwyn.

"Fiona," she answered back in a smooth voice, her gaze examining every part of me.

"Would it be rude of me to ask you to stop moving?" I bit back any annoyance I had, I didn't want to be rude to my possible teacher, let alone my ancestor.

Fiona paused in front of me, her eyes finding mine. Moss green filled my gaze. "Not at all." She stood still, still holding herself with much pride as I took in the rest of her appearance feeling my annoyance quickly fade away. A moss green dress hugged her slender figure, the hems embroidered with elegant silver designs, and a brown, leather belt clinging to her waist. A lighter shade of moss green and matching silver embroidered at the hems cloak covered her shoulders dragging along the ground.

I related how I saw her in my eyes, and she nodded her head approvingly.  "You're not bad, but you are still very weak."

I nodded my head in agreement. "I know, there is much that I have to learn."

Fiona motioned me to follow her with her hand, "Come, let us walk." She began her long strides, darkness fading away into a grassy, forest path and I hastily followed, trying to catch up with her head start.

Shyly, I inquired if she was physical (as physically as she could get) near my body or was I meeting her only in the specific mental place. "No, I can only meet you in this plane. But this is all that is necessary." 

Another question escaped my throat before I realized I was asking, my curiosity peaking. "Are you an ancestor from my incarnate's bloodline?"

Lips twitched into a smile. "Yes, I am. However, all Celts' ancestry goes back to Danu." That made sense in my mind and I found myself nodding to her brief explanation. "Now for your practices. For twenty minutes everyday I want you to see someone, one of your fae will do, and focus on their appearance the whole time. Interact with them while holding a strong, steady sight on them. This is what I want you to do in the mean time."

"All right. When should I meet you again?"

Her eyes turn upwards towards the sky for a moment before turning back down. "Once every week is fine."

"Every week? How about every week Thursday?" I inquired and I got a nod of agreement. With this agreement, a student teacher bond had been created.

The Creature

This dream was not quite a nightmare, but it was not a pleasant one either.

I watched from afar, present but not present at the same time, as the thick black smog weaved through the air as if a fish swimming through water. It twisted towards the nearest male; lean but muscular body with short, dark hair and even tanned skin. He walked with a small group of his friend until the smog struck him from the back, knocking him down and being absorbed into his body. 

He lifted himself up slightly with one arm, and turned his head in my direction. I watch as his face deformed into this hideous creature. His eyes disappeared into black voids that grew far too large for his face. No color was shown in the eyes, no pupils just black. His face thinned out until it was bony and his mouth became a similar black void. Just a hideous, frozen face before the face morphed back into the original features. The smog continued through his friends that tried escaping, possessing them, and controlling them to its will.

Suddenly I’m in a dormitory room knowing that these now possessed males were out in the same halls. My enemy or rival, a blond woman with curly hair, was within the room threatening to kill me as normal. But I warned her we had to work together for what was to come or else we would die, and she wouldn’t see Henry, a young child that she held dear to.

The door started to shake. The creature knew we were inside the room, I just knew that it knew. I could feel my heart beat increase but felt no true fear. Suddenly it was like reality was warped into having another realm or world overlapping it. There were strands of gold that would flicker through my vision. Things would become unfocused and focused, the males themselves would become focused and unfocused.

It shifted, the world was just one again and the colors of gold disappeared. The first possessed male was in front of me, his back towards me as he faced the blonde woman. He had no shirt and his body was covered with lacerations, blood seeping out through them. The blonde yelled at me, “Finish him!”

I glanced to my right hand. My fingers were wrapped tightly around a dagger. Peering back up, I knew this creature had to die.  Aiming, I jabbed the knife all the way into the body right down to the hilt, along the dip of muscle to indicate where the spine was, and pulled down a few inches before pulling out the dagger. Blood dripped from the body, unnaturally slow instead of pouring out of the serious wound.

Slowly the head turned towards my direction as if unaffected by what attack. The eyes were dark, black amongst the white of the eyes. Seeing the exposed neck, I threw a slash slicing the thin flesh. Finally he went down, blood gushing from the neck wound. The black smog exited out the body and the other males retreated for now.

A silver pocket watch

I had a really interesting dream in which might become an art project. I have no idea what any of this means but it is what it is.

There was this magician (sorcerer, druid, shaman, someone with magical powers/properties) who had a plan of finding all these different baby girls who were basically daughters of the moon. From the looks of it, he had to find the girls in order. I think I was the first one he had to find. He gave up a very special silver pocket watch that had a crescent moon marking engraved on the cover in order to have me as a baby. He treated me very gently with lots of care. He entered a room, there were two twin sized beds and he placed me on one of them.

I remember seeing phases of the moon and every time it was half way of the waning moon he would bring in another baby girl. But years were going by as well, and there were ten girls. I came across an area where there was a type of monument. Two crystallized crescent moon, one golden and the other silver were stacked up on each other creating this huge arch. It was connected to a pillar, and there was this pond underneath of it with crystal clear water. There was a figure sitting in the water (she kinda looked like Princess Serenity) holding something in the palm of her hand.

She was telling me that there were four more moon princesses (meaning all us girls that were found were moon princesses) to be found, and that they would be found soon. The youngest one, a golden one, would try to rise to power and that I would have to fight her to keep my title as the first born. She told me that it would seem like I would lose, but in the end I would be able to overcome this obstacle.

After that I can't remember much, other than small things such as white feathers and seeing that magician again.

A fierce storm

I know I had a rather long and complex dream, but I can only remember a certain part of the dream. First I was walking back to the apartment area with a friend, I had glanced up at the darkening sky to see the grey clouds moving fast and there there were two moons about to overlap each other. One was a crescent moon while the other was a quarter moon, but one of them started turning red. I was so surprised to see two moons, but to see one start turning into a different color was certainly something. I had nudged my friend about it but she didn't seem to really care.

Wanting to see a better view I went to the roof. The apartment area is set up similar to where I live now with the apartment buildings set up in a square with a grass field in the middle. On the roof there were tons of people that I didn't know to watch the sky. The sky was now covered with thick, grey clouds with tints of the color red touching the horizon, lining the clouds with a rusty color. But everyone wanted to see the lightning. I ended up finding another friend, Patty, and we watched as lightning crackled through the sky. This lightning storm is something I've never seen outside of my dream. The streak of lightning had so many branches that it resembled at tree. It was powerful, even in my dream I could feel the power drumming into my consciousness.


When I had woken up I decided to look up the meaning of lightning in my dream dictionary; The Dream Dictionary From A to Z by Theresa Cheung. The entry on lightning says; "...Because lightning has long been considered a symbol of communication between the world of the gods and that of human beings, if lightning appears this suggests intuition, inspiration, and the sudden awakening of psychic powers. In general, lightning indicates unexpected or sudden changes that are about to take place. These changes may be about your routine or the way you think. Lightning can also indicate a discharge of tension, or a necessary but destructive act on your part in order to make progress. Spiritually, lightning can denote sudden enlightenment or personal growth.

I wonder which meaning it holds for me.

Ritual

I did the "yes" board for the first time since arriving back in Japan. I also finally got candles to preform the "yes" board, the Crystal Magic Shop in my town is wonderful. I bought 15 small candles for basically $3. It's an amazing deal that never changes.

The only thing about the "Yes" board this session was I preformed it when I was tired. I kept making mistakes in setting up and any questions I had were out the window. But I did manage a few. I learned that my roommate has three entities that follow her; an angel (guardian angel obviously), and two ghosts which I am going to assume are family members. I wondered if I will catch "glances" of them when she arrives tomorrow.

But I am proud of one thing in this session. A ghost actually popped by out of curiosity and took over the "Yes" board briefly. I was asking basic question to figure out a little about him. But I was able to learn his name by listening. Since the "Yes" board is used for only yes or no questions, I asked him if he could tell me his name and I could try listening. I got the name David repeating in my head, and I ask if his name was David. I got a positive answer and the crystal started to spin with much more energy, he seemed really pleased that I was able to get his name too.



I feel a bit satisfied that my hearing may be getting better.

A Realization with Taran

This is just a realization that I'm surprise it took this long for me to realize it.

In the beginning when I was still unsure of who Taran was really, I tried channeling him twice and on the second night he decided to channel through Mi and establish some of the information the others were looking for. But he also stated quite firmly that he wouldn't channel through me unless he absolutely needed to. At the time though, and still now probably, I'm pretty "closed."

Another thing I've realized though he probably doesn't want to channel through me because of what he doesn't want me to know yet. When Taran practice channeling through Siusan, she mentioned that he doesn't really know how to guard his thoughts from her hearing/feeling them. That's probably the reason why he refuses to channel through me, because there is information that he needs to talk to me about and probably wants to actually talk to me about instead of me finding out through channeling. It suddenly makes a lot of sense. (And probably the other fact that I still probably can't do it)

Another Entity?

I guess I should mention before I get more into this post that during my study abroad time in Japan I met some people who helped one the door a bit wider. My awareness of the supernatural has increased but I'm no where near where I want to be. I have lots to learn but like how many say, the more you open the door the more you are exposed to dangers. Well, lately I can definitely agree to this about getting more attention.






Last night something happened. I am still unsure if it was all in my head as part of a dream because I was so exhausted from my trip back home from Japan or if it was truly supernatural. But I had stirred sometime in the middle of the night and I felt pressure on the corner of the bed as if someone was getting on, I recall watching the fluff of the comforter press down if there was pressure but nothing was there to be seen. Then there was pressure on my right thigh and that's when I panicked quite a bit. I felt like something was starting to crawl over me, and I can't recall an exchanging of words but I think it was trying to "claim me" to which I responded that I was not his to take because I all ready belonged to Taran.

After saying that, the pressure instantly disappeared. But that's when I definitely knew that I slipped into unconsciousness because I began moving around in the house but I felt a pressure in the back of my mind like the entity was still persisting after me. It got to the point I started throwing punches and kicks in certain directions to get whatever was following me away but I couldn't see anything of course and yelling to stop it.

That's when I actually stirred away, my heart beating quite fast. The first image that came to my mind when I woke up was that Taran was holding me close as if protecting me. I began to calm down and after convincing myself that everything would be okay and that I have Taran and Carwyn here to look after me as I sleep I was able to slip back to sleep.

Like I stated before I'm not sure if that was merely just part of my dream or a mixture of contact and dreaming. I honestly hope that it is the first choice because I don't want to deal with something trying to "claim me" for whatever reason.