Book of Eva

1. Eagle

Light, by day. Natural place, slope, wide, up is civilization, then green, down is the sea, maybe even the ocean, on the left of the ocean are cliffs. On the right of the green are cliffs too.

Me and a lady friend decide to take off. And it is clear that we will fly. And each of us will do this independently, although it would be nice to fly together. First, we go to the mountains, right of the cliff, because this is the starting point. At least, I have to go there first, I don't know about my lady friend. I can't remember who she is. Maybe Krva. So I go there, maybe walk.

I am halfway op a steep cliff. It is like a vertical wall. I have a book with me. It is possible a manual. But at this point I have already turned into an eagle. And I look at myself and marvel, because the feathers are shiny. My whole eagle body is gleaming. Red and yellow and brown. My beak too. But I am only a small eagle and at that I am a bit disappointed. (Because I remember a dream of many years ago where I transformed into an eagle, but this was a very big eagle, and that was a very big dream, the likes of which I have not had since.)

Because I keep hesitating, my lady friend has already taken off and is halfway to the coast. I want to follow her. I can see her course through the air. I know I only have to jump and fall down to get started. But the human part of me is still uneasy about it. At the same time, I want to do this properly, and since the eagle is the symbol of the order I am in, I instinctively want to cry our motto first. I try, but I stumble over the words, as if I have forgotten them. It has been so long since I said them. I say something like 'per libertas', but that is wrong. So I have to think first, losing time, and then I say it, 'g.e.l.p.s.c.'. And it feels good to remember it.

I let myself fall and drop and have to make an effort to keep steady and keep in the air, but it works. And I fly towards the sea or ocean, maybe it is the Mediterranean. I have to keep the effort up.

2.Yellow Pee

Maybe this is the place where we arrive. Anyway, it is a building, it has a medieval feel to it. We are on one side. In fact, I wander alone through the building. There is an outside courtyard, grass, where some of the events take place. Many people are here, waiting for it to begin. Whatever it is.

There are only two or three rooms I go into, and I switch from one to the other, as if looking for someone, or not sure where to be, looking for my way. Maybe I also go outside sometimes to look. The rooms are small. (They remind me of two places at the same time, one is a shop I can't remember, and the other is just outside a small hut on the Kesselberg, where the shamanic gathering was two months ago, and to be honest, after the dream the name of Mava kept playing in my head, who was there.) They are dark. Crowded. Some people do seem to know how things work. There must be a counter too.

At some point I have to go (Ha, maybe the first place it reminds me of is the atmosphere of a hall where they do a meeting of paranormal people; Brabanthal.) to the toilet. I also go more than once, the first time not sure if it is right or how to do it. Although the place itself is secluded, and on one of the upper floors, it is also public. So everyone can see you. And there is at least one person, my age, who guards the place, overseer. Who says what you can and can't do.

After a while I go back to the toilet and take a leak anyway, although people are watching. I'm not comfortable. That one person, and maybe someone else too, says something of my pee. It is not yellow enough. It is still yellow, but watered down. They imply that yellow is better. I argue that it becomes less yellow when you drink more water. But they explain why it must be yellow (I can't remember the explanation).

3. Bow and Arrow

We are outside. A group of us. Camp. After a long discussion (towards the end of the dream) we decide to reenact a viking battle anyway. I seem to be the only one with a proper costume, so everyone has to wait for me while I put it on. Takes a while. (Reminds me of the days when I did live role playing.) White shirt with belt. But I add two more pieces, one is a pull-over that looks like chainmail. And the other, I put on afterwards, is made of cardboard. I am surprised myself. And chainmail or plate mail is drawn on to it. It doesn't fit. It is too short on my back. I turn it this way and that and can still manipulate the cardboard, so it fits better.

Light, two camps will fight each other. I am under the impression that the other camp is more experienced.

When I change clothes, our group is at a little wooden shelter.

At the same time, I am thinking about my war cry. Everyone must have a Viking name too, and I can't really think of anything dashing, so I stick with Sigurd. A part of my mind wonders why the first r is kept in the name Sigrdrifa. And the war cry will be something like Sig or Sieg. But I want to cry the famous one that really exists, but I forgot it, so I have to think deeper. Then it comes. First I think: til sigs, which is already good. Then: til sigs ok odins. That sounds actually good, but it is not the words I'm looking for. Then I find it: til sigrs ok rikis. And I think, I can use all three on the battlefield.

The wooden shelter contains shafts of arrows and spears and other remnants of bows. Bale and Rere are there. She sits down. He walks around. We talk about bow and arrow. I explain that bows were made of elm. Bale asks a question and both Rere and me say that bows were made of yew. Then I explain further that bows were made of elm before that. And Rere agrees that early bows contained pieces of elm. I think of composite bows, because I'm not sure what he is talking about.

4. Taichi Chief

(Maybe still the same dream as 3.) At the wooden shelter, we are at leisure. Not many people are still here. But we are still waiting. The atmosphere is more formal now. I and probably Bale and Rere are there. Not many other people, if at all. But Digr is there, who is my boss. And he looks quite impressive. Stands a while apart from the shelter while we look at him, watch, and then begins to teach. I immediately think of Dawr, who is a taichi teacher who I have trained with in the past.

I cannot but marvel at the suppleness and exactitude of Digr his movements. And knowing that he is not the kind of person to indulge in the spiritual or even something like taichi, I admit that it must have been his sheer effort of will in a discipline of force that made him realize the spiritual component (I know this is true for Dawr, who did taichi for a long time, but was not really gifted for the deeper teachings, but now he is; he has opened up for it and has grown much. This is what I saw in Digr in the dream). So, I think, I can do this too, but it will take a prolonged effort. I have to be really dedicated. His body really moves in a perfect way. Actually, the only thing he does is lift and sink, nothing else happens, but I can see the waves, and the elasticity. And I envy him that he has achieved this while he was not talented, while I haven't yet and I am talented.

5. The Earth is Blue

Other place, dark, blue, not so dark actually, outside, but between buildings, it feels like between the worlds, I don't really know where I am. I may be inside and outside at the same time. Under a transparent vault, in a library, on the street. All these locations seem to coalesce.

Someone else is there. I think more people, but this one person is more important, because I talk to her about my findings about a book I just found, or happened across. I don't know where I got it from, maybe the library? She may be Bale, or Krva, or Mava, I don't know. Someone who is familiar to me.

I am totally caught up in the book. It is one of the most interesting things I have seen to date. It must be rare and valuable. Maybe it is the only one in existence. It is a hardcover. Rather voluminous and blue. I browse through the book, tantalized. It gives correspondences about the Bible and the stars of the night sky. Eva or Chvh or Chavah is a pivotal character in the book, as a place in the heavens. Later in the dream, I discover it is the midpoint in the night sky. More or less where the pole star is. But she is not a star in effect, just a place. Names of giants are clustered about it. Pictures of star clusters with the names of giants from Norse mythology are given in the book. This is really good. A link between star lore, Bible lore and Norse mythology. Invaluable.

We have a discussion. Me and two other people (now I am thinking of Mava). Someone claims that the earth is blue. I agree that the earth must be blue when seen from space, and I think by myself that this is because of the oceans. Because someone else and me too, disagree that the earth is blue, and it all depends on the clouds, the other girl explains, because when the clouds are grey, you will see that the earth is grey too. And the blue colour, or whatever colour the earth has from outer space, is not from the earth but based on the atmosphere around the earth. That is the bottom line, and I agree.

I keep flicking through the book, finding more and more interesting stuff, revelation after revelation. But after a while the dream just ends. And I am quite sorry about this, because I wasn't finished yet, or I had the feeling the dream wasn't finished yet, something still had to be done or happen...