tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142954469220297503.post3637399335029118485..comments2023-09-15T10:23:11.246-06:00Comments on Reflections from the Shaman's Hut: DreamwalkingTrent Deerhornhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07168860122958861291noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9142954469220297503.post-68329408072996411062008-12-05T20:18:00.000-06:002008-12-05T20:18:00.000-06:00I'm sitting in front of my 'puter, composing a com...I'm sitting in front of my 'puter, composing a comment to your post and realize I can see flashes of you from past - or perhaps future - dream walks. I saw you walking through sand the texture of fine dust that rose up in clouds around you; in a raging wind storm that threatened to rip your cloak away, thread by thread. It howled and screamed all around you. I also saw you in a peaceful place, like a scene from Snow White, when all the birds and animals of the forest gathered around her - the butterflies and spiders, too. Everything is so magical in the "dream world"! I think I may have even glimpsed the one who dreamed (dreams?) your life...Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17685245937708975802noreply@blogger.com