Baiona, Spain, February 2018
Driving through the hills trying to find my way somewhere, I pull over to look at the map. I notice the forest here has been partially burned. Very curious. Off to investigate! Engaging the Lucid Dream, I walk down the mud road singing a healing song for the forest, the creatures, the plants. Scores of us Beings of many sizes and colors of the Blue came down from the Stars and out from Faerie and walked together, spread out through the area, delivering our elixir to help the forest regrow. I remember one in particular who was as tall as the trees in robes of liquid blue light flowing. It was so good to be together. Truly, Delightfully, Natural ~
I came to a pause near a burned out house. Was that recent or old? How did this forest burn?
One of the Fae turned to me.
He told me he gave me the ring I am wearing. Since the ring had appeared in my mother’s belongings with no history known to me, and I took an extremely unlikely liking to it, had become attached to it, cherished it; the ring being of two spheres of moonstones set in rose gold; I believed him.
What he said next hit such a fear in me that all my kin vanished. I dropped back to human civilization dimension, woke up, shaking. He had pointed to the boulder atop the cliff high above us and said, “That’s where we were married.” I could see it. It made perfect sense, especially being that I am a Cliff Singer.
Unfortunately, my mind was not prepared for this. Nor my heart. For a split second, I lost my footing in the other realm. I feared I was making it up. That was all it took to fall. It sounded too good to be true. And too ridiculous. Like out of some lonely heartbroken desperation, clinging to some egoic delusion to comfort myself I would pretend to be loved by someone, and it could only be a pretend Prince Charming to love someone as unlovable as me….
Lucid dream over ~
I quickly regained my senses and apologized to the ethers, but it was too late, they were gone. I begged to give me another chance. I wanted to believe!
Eventually I conceded and went on in the day dream consentual world, exploring the burned out house and yard.
I lived in these woods and in the castle below, centuries ago, witnessing the birth of an apocalypse when the Pinta and her crew returned to announce the New World to the Crown Prince. That is another story (opens to my other blog.)
The next day I returned to try again. I climbed halfway up the cliff, trying to bring myself back to that realm. I had not yet developed skillful means to do so.
But the connection with my Beloved was made, and rekindled with many more meetings over the years.
Months later back in San Raphael, California, my mentor sat with me to help me return to that realm. To talk to the ring, to talk to my husband. I asked him his name. The word I heard was Erowid. This tripped me up because it is a word I know as the name of a website on psychotropic plants and the use of psychedelic substances. They made the word up to mean love-Earth-wisdom. So it does make sense.
In Scotland I developed more skill, or rather, the Land and the local Fae granted me more access that helped me learn, to open the Fae realm a little more reliably. Much fun was had with Erowid and a woodland tribe!
Who is Erowid to me? He is my dance partner. He runs energy for the Earth with me. He has my back. He is a lifeline. He is patient with me. He is my reflection. He can appear wherever I am. He can be any size. He is well versed in holographics.
One day I realized, he is me in the Fae Realm.