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 Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 12:58 am
I'll take that as a no... 3nodding
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Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2006 3:24 am
crying WHY DON'T YOU LIKE ME!?
-Oh wait... you guys said EXACTLY why...
*keeps crying anyways*
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Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2006 6:58 pm
I was actually referring to the guy at band camp, not you Vaughan. So don't worry! whee
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 3:19 am
yay... xd
*feels stupid* -walks off into the distance and sits down... only just managing to miss a chair, ending up on the ground-
Ow...
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2006 5:02 pm
bwahaha.. sweatdrop
Anywho, to get this back on topic heres a story. Some of you (if not most) have probably all read it, but it was in the.. aw crap, I dunno which thread. (although I don't think a thread is actually named that...yet. ninja )
This is a little hard to explain: but when I was younger I had a couple of bad dreams with this cloaked figure watching over it all, and I got really annoyed at it and started tearing the figure apart. *shudder* anyhow, that was in England, 7 years ago. (I'm oooold!) Then, about 2 years ago I finally met the cloaked figure, but didn't realise it. Things where really awkward, but neither of us knew why. Probably because she was the one that I teared apart in the dream...! Later on, she told me she could 'dream walk' as she called it, and one of the ones she had gone into was the dream I had. She was able to describe it, and yup it sounded right.. Creepy man.. (the cloaked figures name is Kaitlyn by the way, and she told me how to dream walk. ^_^)
So yeaah: sorry for boring you if you've already read that one, just trying to get this thread back on track..
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 4:52 am
*thinks about naming a thread that*
Theres no good places we could think of to have circles near my house... So we went for a walk... We found somewhere REALLY close as long as it's dark... it seems too exposed otherwise... both in the quite visible way... and just the feeling you ometimes get... in a bad way...
and on our way to where we were actually going we stumbled across a grassy path... didn' go down the first time.. almost didn't on our way back, but we decided to check it out... completely surrounded by trees except the path... might be someone's land but it's outside their fence boundary if it is... green grass, very flat and open... a few trees, but only one or two thats actually in the clearing-type bit... small, except one, I like the big one...
It's perfect.
I'm thinking about hosting coven meetings down there.
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 6:07 am
That's cool: and agreed, it would be a great place to host covens. I'm jealous.. I know no-one here in HB that's Wiccan. *pout*
Oh well, more excuses to come up to Auckland! ^__^
Would this place be the place your suspected Animal Totems showed to you?
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Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2006 2:08 pm
Nah - thats near Jess' house in the bush ^^.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 8:21 pm
Oh ok, of course. sweatdrop Thilly meh. (not a typo, done for effect stare )
Update on Auckland thingo: holidays soon, so I'm planning on coming up for thee... 4th.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 11:25 pm
At the time this occured I wasn't Wiccan, nor were any of my friends. We had all had many supernatural expieriences though. We were in the woods near my house and almost as soon as we entered, both Blair, one of my friends, and I picked up on a very ominous feeling. We shook it of as paranoia because we had both been really paranoid at that time. My friends and I went down to the creek, like we always do, and jumped the rocks; which resulted in us getting very wet. We decided to walk the trails. We had our bikes with us but had to get off for a short period due to part of our favorite trail being a narrow ledge. Well, soon, we all picked up on a not so friendly prescence. There were footsteps that ould be clearly heard other than our own and no one was there. We looked at a makeshift house for a drug addict and saw glowing eyes. Okay. that's all for now. The more I type this out, the more paranoid I become and the more the pain in my neck increases. More later.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 4:35 am
oooo... *waits for more*
Well, recently in my attempt to become a lucid dreamer again I've been meditating before bed. Usually I don't get much: the most is feeling really revitalised afterward, having my cheeks tingle, exploring 'my garden' or feeling as if being strangled. x_X (must not have closed my chakras properly or summat..) Anywho, this is what happened tonight. (yes, tonight.. I'm meant to be asleep right now but hey. I'm excited: really wanna post this up here for some reason. sweatdrop )
Oki doki. Well, after opening my chakras and getting into focus, I felt something dragging me. I tried to resist: but couldn't. I found myself in front of these gates: I'm presuming they're the gates for which you approach yourself to find your patron God/Goddess. (Haven't plucked up the courage yet to ask: though tonight.. getting ahead of myself sorry.. whee )
The gates where iron: black, with faint spikes and some kind of claw/ cat design on the handle. They where open, with a limestone path looming in the background. It wasn't.. looming as such, it felt friendly enough, just I felt a little apprehensive. (who wouldn't, after being dragged? And yes, I did cast a protective circle.)
I strolled up the path. I paused a moment: I felt as if I needed to pick up something that could be a symbol of who had dragged me. I found some paw prints: but that could have just been my imagination.
After a time, I came to this lush grass area. It was surrounded by trees, with a stream. There was a boulder, with the Goddess Bast by. She was beautiful. I curtsied, and tried to not directly look at her. She was amazing. Despite all this, she was examining me.
No conversation occured. I don't know why, but this strange sense of urgency swept over me and I deemed it was time to go. I bowed, and hastily walked off.
Back on the limestone road: I picked up something close to the gate, yet I can't remember exactly what it was... stare I'm thinking either a rock, or a claw. When I managed to reach those gates.. bang! I was in my own body again.
Immediatley, one of our cats Pickle turns up with a mouse.. I got a sense it was an offering. Co-incidence? I think not.
There was some kind of idea forming in my mind of it's own accord.. About a friendship beginning. 3nodding That's that then.
Also.. a brown skinned munchkin keeps turning up in my dreams. It occured to me just then, that this could be linked to Bast. Egyptians tend to be the colour of the munchkin..Anywho, she's been in my dreams for the past 3 nights in a row (which the same time that I've been regulary meditating.) One of these occurences was that she had to leave: she told me her name but I can't remember it... confused Anywho, I was really sad to see her go, which is highly unusual as I despise munchkins. I really felt a connection with her.. *sigh* I dunno.
Thoughts anyone?
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 2:25 pm
Wow, I'm not that good at meditation myself so yeah... Um, keep up your efforts?
Okay, well, after we picked up on the presence, we felt compelled to run, or in our case ride. We kept seing ominous signs. At least, I did. Then, when we got to a bridge where someone commited suicide,we seriously were terrified. There was THE stick. Yes, I know the Blair Witch isn't real, but that symbol has always been an omen for me. Anyway, I call it THE stick because it had appeared many times before. Each time, Blair and I broke it into many pieces. It would appear every day and everyday we broke it. It disapeared for two years and we thought it was gone. Then one day it appeared under a cherry tree. We broke it and once agin it disappeared for a long time period, then, there it was, under the bridge. It might not sound to serious, but at times, we would get almost pushed down cliffs and things of thatnature. So it might not sound serious, but that area has a bad history anyway.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 2:31 pm
Why do you guys keep going there if those kinds of things keep happening? If that were me, after the first time, I would run away screaming and crying and never go anywhere near that place again. (My biggest fear is ghosts)
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 2:48 pm
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