Well, during my lunchtime nap, I had a very vivid dream of fighting a being that was invisible and insubstantial, but who could choose to be solid and attack from time to time. He at that point became a shadow, just a little darker than the surrounding area. The key was that he couldn’t be insubstantial and substantial at the same time. He couldn’t have part of himself be solid and the rest be unsolid, it was one state or the other.
Which is the key because I had been attacked by him once, I watched him fade out in front of me, got attacked and reacted like anyone would. Somehow I managed to bring him back to the same world I was on, so that he had a body and substance, and I watched him fade out again.
He looked at me, opened his mouth in a silent scream, and then slowly faded like the wind was blowing his substance away.
At that point, I became conscious of the fact that I was dreaming. I knew what he would do, and I ran to a corner to protect myself (since he couldn’t be in the wall behind me and attack me).
I managed to grab him as he was trying to drag me out of the corner, and I attacked him. Basically I had his neck in my hands and was bashing against the floor. He was staying solid for some reason, I think he was trying to hurt me at the same time.
I woke for real soon after that.
This was something of a unique experience, as I rarely have such vivid Astral Projection experiences during a nap.
And then I was talking to Rhiannon of the Birds.
She wasn’t present, but I was hearing her speak to me. Basically the gist of the conversation was “So, are you ready to get back in the ‘saddle’ again?”
I’ve been very bad lately and been ignoring my Priestly duties in favor of pursuing other things. So I evaluated my feelings, and I felt WONDERFUL from that confrontation. I was alive and I felt really focused. So I guess I am ready.
There were a few other things going on, most of which don’t have anything to do with the Journal, so I’ll keep them private.