(Saturday, August 22, 2015) Moon: first quarter Scorpio / tarot: two of cups
This is a dream of tremendous sensuality and richness of color and texture. The hues are deep and jewel-like, accented by flourishes of gold: the atmosphere of the faerie and elven realms. The magic darkness of a deep pine forest.
I have travelled to the far north to visit Bonnie and Paul at their new home. Physically worn from the long journey, I am immediately brought upstairs to the guest bedroom by Bonnie. Kind Bonnie.
I sit on the edge of the simple, single bed, recognizing it from her descriptions of the construction and decorating process. The mattress lays on a black metal frame, and there is a matching bed positioned next to it. Twin beds. I fall asleep, instantly.
When I wake up, I am surprised to see that Bonnie has slept in the twin bed next to mine. Surely her bed with Paul is more comfortable, more luxurious.
She gets up to show me to the bathroom at the foot of my bed. I step over the threshold into the most enchanting of rooms. Both bathtub and sink are sculpted into shell-like forms from beautiful turquoise porcelain, rimmed in gold. The elaborate faucets are golden and the walls are patterned in earthy brown/blacks, mossy greens and indigo blues, swirled with gold leaf.
I look at Bonnie with curiosity. This house looks nothing like the other two she and Paul have owned. It’s like the house of the Good Witch and her Magician husband. I ask her about her inspiration and she shows me an artwork on one of the walls. It’s a self-portrait of herself as the Faerie Queen.
She leaves me to bathe and prepare for the day. When I am refreshed and dressed, I meet Bonnie on a balcony above the stairs. We look out a large picture window together. She points north, far off into the horizon and tells me the name of a sacred tree, a long Celtic or Elven name that I could not repeat and and cannot remember. The tree is only visible in my mind’s eye.
Then Bonnie points to a circular stone courtyard at the front of her house. Two ancient stone structures sit on two compass points of the circle, northeast and northwest. She tells me that the other two buildings exist in another dimension, visible only to those with second sight. I look down. The buildings materialize on the southwest and southeast compass points. I tell her I can see them. She seems a little surprised.
We head downstairs to the kitchen, where Paul and a friend of his are waiting for us. Bonnie has to leave on an errand. One of the walls of the house dematerializes and she walks through into a large shopping mall. Then the wall closes.
I sit in the kitchen for awhile and talk with the two men. My awareness is dulled, I am not able to understand the full conversation, though I try very hard to concentrate. It’s almost like there is a veil between us that distorts speech and comprehension. Paul’s friend seems skeptical or impatient of my difficulty.
I look out the large kitchen window. The crab apple trees are just blooming, even though it is August. It’s beautiful: the landscape is covered in pink blossoms. Paul explains to me that the lateness of the trees is because of the extreme northern latitude. Winter, he says, lasts nine months. In my third eye I see the bare trees of winter coated in diamond-like, iridescent frost. More scenes from Faerie.
It’s time for me to go shopping with Bonnie, and I walk through the wall of the house into the multi-story mall. I soon find her, with her arms full of packages. Gifts.
Within the mall (maul), I encounter my ex, Cullan’s father Sandy. He is his normal destructive, sociopathic self. This contact is devastating. I think it is what Paul’s friend was attempting to warn me about. Bonnie helps me back to the safety of her home, but I am very shaken.
