I do not usually like to share dreams like this, but I have had this one several times and I really would like some help with interpretations and just general feedback. I think I have some good regular readers who can either help me or direct to me someone who can help me. I have had this dream at least three times in sleep and it has happened twice during deep meditation over the past two months or so. The most recent one was in the early hours Saturday morning. It seems to grow a little bit more every time I have it or sometimes it is just a certain segment. So here goes.
I am walking naked through a forest. It is a very old forest that I am familiar with in my dreams. It is night time and I am a little scared of the dark, but I continue walking. There is a light in the forest that is drawing my attention, pulling me towards it. I find the source of the light in a clearing. It is a campfire.
I warily approach the fire to find a man seated across from me. I cant see his face, but I know he is masculine. He is shrouded in a dark cloak of either green or brown and he has antlers on his head. I get a sense of power from him, ancient and wise, but still very strong. He beckons me forward and I seat myself cross-legged across the fire from him. I stare into the fire for some time and then the man clears his throat and I look up at him, into the dark shadows beneath the hood of the cloak. He reaches across the fire with a small earthenware bowl, offering it to me. I take it from him and sniff its contents, my mind tells me to be cautious, but my heart beats excitedly. It is a dark, steaming liquid that smells earthy and herby with possibly a hint of whiskey. I look into the shadows under the hood and see sparkling eyes there. I understand that he wants me to drink what is in the bowl.
With one last look into those eyes, I drain the contents of the bowl. I cant even describe the taste, just the feelings that came with it. The bowl fell to the ground and shattered. My head swam and I felt almost drunk, but it was a good feeling. I felt like I was being pulled from my body in the dream. My body falls backward and I am caught by two pairs of strong hands. I cant see who caught me as my vision is swimming and my mind is reeling. I dont know how long I lay back on the earth, but I could feel the ground beneath me and the life in the forest around me. I felt every tree and rock and animal around me. It was terrifying and exciting.
My vision came back into some focus as I saw the antlered man standing over me. I saw them as if I was a little drunk, where things still swam a bit, but I could focus when I tried. I could still only see the sparkling eyes beneath the cowl as the same strong hands who caught me then held me down. I tried to struggle, but the hands gently and firmly held me in place. Then the antlered man pressed something to my right pectoral and all i felt was an explosion of pain. I have never felt so much pain in my entire life. I screamed and struggled futilely against the hands holding me down. In the haze of the liquid and pain, I was vaguely aware that I was being branded. I felt angry and confused as the hot iron seared my flesh. Then the pain was over and the iron was being pulled away. The hands still held me down as I shook and struggled to breathe. I was crying and shaking all over.
The antlered man reappeared in front of me. He said something that I couldn’t understand and then produced another bowl. This one, he dipped his finger into and proceeded to paint my face with whatever was in the bowl. I laid still and felt the hands release me as the man finished what he was doing. He then stood up and I could see teeth shining in a smile beneath the hood. I felt very confused as my body tremored in the aftermath of being drugged and branded.
The antlered man offered me a hand and led me to a stream that ran through the clearing. He pointed to a part of the creek where the water pooled and formed a calm area where the water was smooth. I looked into the water and saw my reflection. On my chest was the brand of a familiar design and my face was painted with blue warpaint. I stared at my reflection, unsure of what to say or do.
I turn to look at the antlered man, but he is gone. I turn further to see that across the clearing, there is not a forest anymore. But a tall hedge formed into a wall with a stone archway in it. Being curious, I walk over to the archway. I notice the hedge is juniper and grows at least a dozen feet into the air. It is hedge maze that is bathed in moonlight.
In all the dreams that got as far as the maze, I enter it and begin to try and solve it. I have never made it to the center yet, but as I walk through the maze I find beads on the ground. They are long bone and horn hairpipes and smaller turquoise beads. As I try and solve the maze, I collect all the beads that I see.
And that is the dream. Like I said before, I have had it several times and I am still not sure what to make of all of it. I think I have figured out a few things, but I will keep interpretations to myself for now so that my readers can reach their own conclusions and tell me what they think.
Oh and the creepiest part of this whole thing. The design that is branded onto my chest is the design that I put onto the wooden plaque to the Horned God that I made a little before Samhain.
So what do you make of this?