Posponed Initiation

1. Meeting

Gathered around a table, talk. Big table, less people, only table in the big room. Tones of grey and white.

2. Initiation through Polarity

I am at my parent's place, my brother N is there. We stand next to the dining table, which is in the dining room, which is a place of transition, we almost never stand there and talk. It is dark, possibly in the evening. Maybe I have entered through the front door, which is unusual, too. I have someone with me.

So, there we are. Me, my brother, someone else, and Loli.

We get into a conversation, and it is about magic or even initiation. I feel I ought to demonstrate, too, but I have a slight fear about doing something like that in public. How will I manage, what exactly will I do? Shall I have to improvise as usual? Etc. But Loli is there, and while something explicit is said about energy, I know what I have to do, I have to go to Loli and hold her in such a way that we stand next to each other, each facing the other way. This is an example of how things are not to be done, but why things go amiss. So we are explaining a possible cause of why some sort of magic has not worked.

I don't do all this of course. But somehow I suddenly stand beside her and I suppose she drew me to her, although I am the one who moved, but she took the initiative. So there we stand. At this point, there is more light, deep yellow and hues of red, not bright, but present, and coming from behind my brother, which is where the table is. There are also colours of blue and green, this is the darker atmosphere.

So, we show how the energies revolve around each other. I suppose that we move. We hold each other by the waist. (This looks like a Jera rune).

Now the topic moves to initiation in particular. The person asking is Tima. He stands near the steps toward the living room. The house is as it is in reality. What Loli and I are showing is a principle of polarity. Tima is the person without the knowledge but with the interest. Loli and I are the ones who know and have experience.

I am supposed to initiate Tima. I consider this for a moment. I actually know what I must do, although I really don't know the different steps, so I would have to improvise anyway. I would ask to have his hands open and I would sign them nine times. Or do something else with the hands, but nine times was right. I have doubts. I hear my mother is in the bathroom, which is still too close for me to do any magic. I feel really impeded when she is in the neighbourhood. Sensing her in the house is enough to put me off. She might walk in any moment, that is what I really fear. To be seen. So I conclude that this is not the right moment nor the right place to do an initiation. It will have to wait.

3. Crazy Bird

We are outside. We come from somewhere more civilized, and possibly inside, but I can't remember that part. Although. Inside must have been an apartment, second floor. Small. Light, whites and greens. My brother N is there, me, and someone else, a guy of our age.

I think the dream picks up on the theme of the earlier dream. On initiation. They talk, but I interfere, because I want to say something too, my two cents. I tell the person what he certainly must do or train is gaming, in particular racing, such as Gran Turismo, because this trains all the right qualities in the person that you need for whatever it is he wants to achieve, possibly initiation.

This must be my apartment, for now I think, the best way would be to have a driver's seat installed for gaming purposes, but I might not be able to carry it up the stairs, there is just not enough space. There isn't enough space anyway in my apartment.

I don't know what the other guys think of what I say, because this is purely my opinion. I somewhat interrupted them saying it.

But it leads to where we are now, which is outside, talking about gaming. It is just me and my brother walking. A long path, rural, trees and shrubs on our right, there is nothing on our left. Branches hang over the top of our heads. We investigate. Sometimes my brother points to a tree and says, that would do, that would be good, meaning that what he sees should be used in the gaming.

I quickly see what he means. He points to tomatoes hanging in the trees and shrubs. Nice and ripe. In clusters of five or six. Maybe in the game, this is what you have to hit? It certainly springs out, especially the red colour, when you walk in the woods.

I start looking around more and more while we walk. I don't think the third person is still with us on this walk.

On a branch over our heads I see a bird, first one then three of them. They are big and have strange colours. Yellow, green. Another one blue. Their shapes are weird, too. At this point the dream is lucid. I look back and tell my brother. They look like parrots. I tell my brother. But when I take a closer look, I recognize their beaks and heads. They are really dinosaurs. They are birds that existed in the time of the dinosaurs, or are the immediate descendants. The shape of their beaks is very telling. They are really big.

That is where I start to wake up.