Also, here's an excerpt from a 2008 dream I rediscovered:
How weird it was! It was a dark room lit by blue-green Christmas lights. Two figures sat on thrones. They were Auberon and Titania, the King and Queen of the Fairies. They were surrounded by a throng of people, including many small children. They were all asking questions and the place had a warm, friendly atmosphere but also an air of awe.
I sat down next to Titania. She looked a lot like how Charles Vess drew her in “The Books of Magic” but when I looked closely at her, she was not ageless. She had small lines under her eyes, making me think she was a bit older than me. She turned to me and I understood that I could ask her a question.
“If fairies are real,” I said, “why can’t I see them?”
She laughed and I got this sense of “Oh my, that’s a loaded question, are you sure you really want to know the answer?” She passed some technical information to me that I couldn’t quite grasp (“technical” as in “here’s the reason”). I indicated that I wanted to see the fairies despite this.
“All right,” she said. “We’ll try to arrange some special events and see if you notice.”
At that moment, I realized that everything around me had faded and that underneath that scene was a man’s voice speaking English but I couldn’t follow what he was saying. It had been there all along. That’s what the fairy encounters would be like, I realized. It was about being aware of the voice underneath.
I suppose that's what any phenomenon is built on: a story running underneath the events. Or perhaps story-telling is a synthesis only we humans have mastered. Regardless, I'm trying very hard to listen for the voice underneath reality, but my monkey mind chatters so loud sometimes. Give that monkey a banana! It can't talk when it's eating delicious bananas.
(Photo "Cuba Camaquey" by Anja Disseldorp)
3 comments:
Fascinating!
I think that's a good point. Most things one 'realizes' one also realizes, then or later, were kind of "under the level of attention." Not quite hidden... except by our lack of attention.
K I always enjoy your writing - even when you're not trying to be creative - you always are. One minute I was following the lines them and next I was thinking about reality but actually this post flows perfectly.
You know I have a sense from my ET encounters that you maybe right - in a sense that they are interested in how we live/have lived and the impact that life has had on us. And maybe I'm an alien because I too find the contours and lines of the aged face very beautiful and almost majestic. I used to hate my crow's feet and my chin dimple and all the other atrocities etching themselves across my slowly ageing face but now I kind of look at them with a kind of simple joy - this is my body, these are the stories it tells !
Your dream was very beautiful - I love the power of that mythology and that's kind of a theme in a lot of your dreams 'powerful mythologies'. Thanks for the Vess link - another fine artists for me to learn about !
I wonder if any special events entered your life at that time ? And were these fairies symbols for other more significant kinds of specialness in your life ?
Your conclusion "I suppose that's what any phenomenon is built on: a story running underneath the events. Or perhaps story-telling is a synthesis only we humans have mastered." is very insightful. It's almost like a summary of why we dream and the dream like nature of reality.
Maybe the lines of our face are the story and the synthesis ?
Thanks for another wonderous post. You never fail to ignite my imagination and I am very greatful that your monkey has moments when it's not eating bananas !
Bright, Charles Vess is a wonderful artist. Check out the graphice novel "Stardust" to see what I think is some of his best work.
I looked through my journal but didn't notice anything specific that happened around that time. I'm sure the fairies were symbolic, but it's hard to say what. Wish I had thought of that when I had the dream--perhaps I would have been able to make a connection.
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