I was in a deep sleeping dreaming; I was in my old house in Davis Bay, and it was a beautiful summer afternoon. When, what looked like an ultra modern, boxy, beautiful robin egg blue, huge, shinny Suburban drove up my driveway and someone who I recognized as my farther (not from this world) stepped outta the vehicle and said "Jump in." I was shocked. I was cognitive of waiting for my daughter from this world.
"Where we going?" I ask, a little confused.
"We are going, back home." My farther reply.
I realized that my Mom (I recognized her as one of my peripheral friends in my community today) and my other 5 siblings (not from this world) were in the Suburban. So naturally I jumped in.
We travel for a while but not for very long. It was the dream after all and distances are liken to tesseract, a folding of time. And then we where home.
My farther and mother jump out of the Suburban and we all followed. In front of us was a community in a semi arid area, and before me was this encampment. It was a community made like a wheel, with a huge dome building in the center. Around it were roof huts all connect but with walls of fabric. I could feel the noon sun warming my skin.
Excited, we all ran to into the community all the while my farther yelling at us, "Go and find your place, you all have a place here!" My siblings all ran ahead of me (I was the smallest) and couldn't keep up to them. In this sleeping dream I was 10, white, with blonde hair. My siblings had more brown hair and were much taller than I .
I walked around the encampment, being amazed by everyone and everything. The people in the community were all dressed in light brown leather pants (dear hide?) and same for tops or shirts with bandanas of colored silk around there head. No one appeared to be wearing shoes. I felt this community was old, but the kitchen and bathroom were new, like our kitchen and bathroom today, but no sign of where the electrical was coming from. There was a huge dome wooden structure in the center of this everything.
As I walk around, what appeared to be a big paved circle, and as I walk I realized, that I couldn't find a place for me. I check all the nooks and crannies but nothing looked like it there was no place for me. And the people looked like they'd drum and sing a lot which was not going to fit with my being, my life style. These people also looked a lot like they'd be trancing all the time. Like retro-hippies, phew it was too much for me. I could not find a place for me even in this progressive, communal community. No one even recognized me, even looked up to acknowledge me. I was alone...again.
I realized I couldn't leave Davis Bay (Here Now) because I had a responsibility I had to be here for, my daughter. I had to go back to my Daughter. I could not leave her at this point in time. She needed me for support in her life.
I woke out of the sleeping dream crying, with tears pouring down my face. I was so very sad that I didn't belong again.
I lay in bed for a while taking every thing I had experienced. It was so overwhelming. I wasn't to sure what to do. I kept getting an overwhelming feeling, a spidey sense that the dream was not over I still had more to do.
Laying back down, with the lights still off, I slipped back into the dream awake this time. Walking between worlds I went back to talk with and confront my farther.
When I went back by slipping through the doorway called "The Imagination" into the other worlds, my farther was waiting for me. I was still crying when I said, "You said we all had a place here, but Dad I see no place built for me, why?" I was hurt, sad and mad. My Dad looked down at me with my Mother and siblings gathered around, the community coming up from behind until I was encircled.
"Oh Little One," my farther said with great pride. "That's because, you would not thrive here with us. You'll need peace and quiet."
"So I don't belong." I nodded, crying and accepting my fate.
"Oh know Little One, you are very much a part of our community." Everyone nodded. "We built you a very special place for you."
"Where is it, I've looked and looked but I don't see it?"
"Little One," my farther said, "That's because it's not here."
"Where is it then, if not here?"
He then turn and pointed off into the distance, to the mountains, to the rainforest with ancients, tree's so very very big and tall. Like I would imagine the first trees in the Amazon rainforest, or Africa, and at the top of the highest tree was a tree house with a roof and wall for me.
"You will be there, to sleep and reflect in solitude and watch over us, visiting anytime you want." Everyone in the community/tribe/clan, young and old nodded with enthusiasm.
"How do I get way up there?" My Clan looked confused as did the rest of my family.
"With your wings of course." And then my wings unfurled to a length 20feet. Wow, could it be, wow! I was amazed! The whole Clan cheered. I was home. These were my people.
My Mother knelt down and said, "We did not forget you Little One, you're wayseer, our protector, our blessed one. You are the Children of the Sun, The Blue Faced Prophet and you're loved by all of us. You have always belonged to us, with us and you always will.
I flew to my tree house and I could see all this land. I could see it all and I smiled, my heart was so full.
And as I was drifting back into the sleeping dream from the waking one, my mother said "Nuna."
I woke up from the sleeping dream, from the other world, into this one, the waking dream of the here now and to my surprise found my place of origin "Nuna". A land mass 1,590 million years ago before all the tectonic plates shifted into the world we know as Earth today.
Duende Naddred 2021(c)
