I had a dream with Aleister Crowley in it last night. As far as I recall it was a first.
In it I was walking through an old house with lots of different rooms and hallways. There were all kids of people in various stages of undress doing all kinds of strange things. People were convulsing, smearing mud all over themselves, chanting, talking gibberish, it was like a scene from an insane asylum in an old movie. Having been in real ‘asylums’ though, it didn’t have a lot of resemblance to that reality.
Then, Crowley took me outside into a large grassy field. It was cool and foggy out, grey skies, and the grass was meticulously cared for, perfectly green, cut and thick. Crowley, who was old, round, bald, and wearing a hat and heavy coat, then produced a long black sword. He silently made me understand that I was to plunge it deep into the earth in the center of this green field.
I said aloud “Oh no way man, that’s just too crazy!” And I took off running. Crowley chased me all over the place.
Pretty funny huh? I have no idea what it means. I suppose I will be decoding this for days to come.
The next part of the dream, or perhaps it was a completely different dream just in the same night, had me on a porch of a beautiful old house. It was several stories tall, sky blue, with a porch that went across the whole front facade. The porch was all white washed wood and ornate and old fashioned with lit lamps at regular intervals I particularly remember the ceiling which had nice thin planks also white.
The porch was also several stories above the ground with one long stairway connecting it to the front yard. I stood on the porch bent over the rail with my head hanging out over the edge. I watched both up, down, and to the side as it rained gently.
A delivery man came and I began telling him my plans on publishing the deck so far. I told him that I could not omit the titles or the borders. The titles deserved as much care as the images and a number alone would not work. To omit the border would be to worship at the altar of the image at the detriment of the whole. I wanted to make a thin white border with little gold stars, then with a space at the bottom for a hand scribed card title. I did not mention the card back.
Then, I told him it would require a book that covered the basics for people both new to tarot and new to the system I have recorded. The text would be simple and informative. All of the complicated stuff would come later in a larger, separate book that would likely be self published.
It seemed like I talked abut it longer but i can’t remember what I said.
I told Michael about this and he thought it was sad that I kept some poor delivery man waiting in the rain while I went on and on about something he probably didn’t care about, he just wanted to deliver a package.
I have two ideas about who the delivery man was. 1. He is me. The person talking was my subconscious which has been working on the problem of publishing. Ok, isn’t it a little freaky that my subconscious would want to not only dictate images to me but also get involved in something like publishing? Anyway, I am the person in charge of actually packaging up the product and delivering, like an analogy for channeling. And I have been cut out of the process, standing there in the rain (all of the hardships happening right now) while my subconscious sits on a comfy dry porch. 2. I was the one talking and the delivery man is an omen of something to come. The reason I think this is possible is that I have been flooded with images of rabbits lately, dreams, even seeing them. I think the rabbit is a symbol for an ace of Disks, wouldn’t that be like a package? Perhaps it is both of these things.
Either way, in my waking life I have just been having the hardest time focusing on going forward with this. I don’t know why. I think its just a bit of shock and it is starting to wear off. I need a good plan right now.
Meanwhile I have not been answering emails and have been neglecting a lot of things and I’m sorry! I just need to catch my rhythm again. I have been all over the place, spend a few minutes here and there doing different things then realizing its premature or not helpful in any way.
Today I plan on printing out the last of the completed cards, which I haven’t done yet, and finally having a true, complete deck to do readings with! And I will see what it has to say! Maybe I will post the reading here later!
By the way, all of that information from the dream above aren’t things I had planned or decided on, with the borders and the book, so I will be giving all of that some thought!