#prophetic dreams

[shyjusticewarrior]

Last night I had a dream where I was reading a comic and Jason said something like "can't believe they think I'm cis." Woke up and found out today is Jason's birthday, take from that what you will.

#dc #dc comics #batman #batman characters #jason todd #red hood #jason peter todd #batfam #batfamily #batkids #batboys #robins #robin #lgbtq+ #trans #trans men #transmasc #transgender #dreams #prophetic dreams #queer #comics #comic books #fandom

[servantofthefates]

There are two kinds of dreams: psychological and prophetic.

The first is a manifestation of our hopes and fears. The second is a message from the divine, our ancestors, or our higher self.

Only you can truly tell which category a dream of yours belongs in.

If you dreamt of a lion chasing you… ask yourself:

“Is there something I am running away from in my life? Responsibilities? A relationship? The past?”

If the answer is yes, then the dream is only psychological. A creative narration of what your mind is currently preoccupied with.

But if after having investigated yourself, you discovered that you have in fact been living bravely… facing your fears… chasing your goals… then your dream is prophetic.

Perhaps you will be attacked by a Leo personality at work, in school or in your family.

When it comes to dreams of possession, these should be the questions:

“Is there someone in my life who is trying to wield their power over me? Are my parents pushing their beliefs on me? Is my boyfriend asking me to change my personality? Do I catch myself mimicking my friends’ behavior?”

If the answer is yes, then your dream is only psychological. You are feeling powerless and afraid of losing a part of yourself because of the influence of someone else.

But if the answer is no… if you feel you have complete control over who you are, and you feel safe in your power… then your dream is prophetic.

Perhaps there is an entity who will try to gain control of your body.

#Prophetic dreams #Witch tips #Witchblr #Dream interpretation #servantofthefates #Divination #All About Divination

[phoenixyfriend]

fic titles, if you're still doing them: Pint-Size Floodwaters

send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it

This ask meme is from over a year ago. Please don't send new prompts.

Eight-year-old Anakin loses his chip in a freak accident that also loses him his arm (the one that, in another life, Dooku would have lopped off in a battle).

Delirious with blood loss and fever, and Shmi busy in the shop, Anakin wanders away from his minders and into the desert during the recovery period, following a need to be somewhere out in the sands that he does not know is guidance from the Force.

He finds his way to an isolated cave, shaded from the sun and predators, and collapses against a wall. He waits, fading in and out of awareness, until someone is suddenly there, pressing a waterskin to his mouth and urging him to drink.

He looks up, and it's an old man (or at least, old to the eyes of a child), who looks at Anakin like he is so terribly, terribly sad, and like he knows him, like he's sorry for something. The man gives him water, and light foods. The waterskin is filled from a small spring that comes through a crack in the wall of the cave. Anakin falls asleep a few times, but eventually, he is awake enough to converse.

The man introduces himself as Ben. He asks what happened to Anakin, how he ended up out here, where his parent is. Anakin answers what he can, because something tells him to trust this man, and so he does. The man is very kind to him, even changes his bandages and puts something that smells medicinal and gross on the damage, and then offers to escort Anakin back to his mother, or... well, wherever he might want to go that's safe for him. After all, he doesn't have a chip anymore.

Anakin doesn't know. He'd like to at least talk to his mom before he makes any decisions. Watto probably won't be too upset about losing him; he's a lot cheaper now that he's "damaged goods."

(Ben looks very angry at that, but not at Anakin.)

(He's seen that look on a lot of the older slaves, the ones that are protective of the kids, but can't actually protect all that well.)

Anakin asks if he can stay here for a few more hours to think. Ben agrees. Anakin falls asleep.

He dreams of a green bird, and a horned woman with a staff, and a monster all in black with a cape and a skull-like helmet. He dreams of the oceans that he's heard Tatooine used to be. He dreams of the man, Ben, younger and happier and with friends that all have the same face.

Anakin wakes up cold and manhandled, scared as someone pulls him up and away from a pressure he can't identify, a rushing noise he's never heard before. Ben is holding him, surprised and a little afraid, and Anakin looks down and...

And the trickle of the spring has become a river.

#Anakin Skywalker #Obi Wan Kenobi #Shmi Skywalker #Time Travel #prophetic dreams #phoenix answers memes #star wars #injury to a child tw #child injury tw #injury tw

[sonofstarsnsea]

I think I had some sort of prophetic dream, because I dreamt from the perspective of King Paimon 🧍

He was talking to a couple old people who were eating, something about their lives. Then he stands up and clearly he is very tall, because they became visibly scared.

He asks: "Has anyone had paranormal experiences related with the devil" in a calm but intimidating voice.

The old people stop eating and look at eachother, one of them (a lady) pulls out a medallion wich says (In latin)

"Daemons love you and would be pleasured to work with you"

I remember the exact details of that medallion, it was made out of platic and had a snowy effect. Another old lady showed a sigil of Lucifer that imprinted on a piece of plastic.

King Paimon thanked them for showing their things and kept the medallion on his pocket before saying:

"It was a good evening, we will see eachother eventually on the future. We will meet again."

And then I woke up confused.

#luciferianism #luciferianist #theistic luciferianism #demonolatry #left hand path #king paimon #ars goetia #goetic demons #lucifer #dream #dream sharing #prophetic dreams

[dreamdropsystem]

dx schizophrenic here anybody relate or am I just extremely mentally ill??

#my uploads #prophetic dreams #dreams #dream #dreaming #schizo spectrum #schizoaffective disorder #schizo #schizoid #shizoposting #schizospeaking #schizofrenia #schizophrenic #card captor clear #card captor sakura #sakura #manga #manga girl

[remembertheplunge]

“8/4/02.  (2002)

In  a dream two nights ago, a young man is reading something I wrote (from) some kind of a journal or a book. He asks me how I write? I tell him that I don’t write. I’m just integrating via written word. He insists that I do write. I’m a bit scared and hurt that he is reading my private self stuff.

End of entry

Notes:

3/16/2024

This almost 22 year old dream is somewhat prophetic. I think that the young man in the dream may be my blog readers of today. I love the line from the dream that I don't write, I'm just integrating via the written word. That catches the feel I have when writing. That's exactly what I'm trying to accomplish when I write, integration of thought and experience into insight and observation on the page. Oh, and , I some times do feel a little scared and hurt that people are reading my private self stuff. But, I'ts important for me to get it out there. It's kind of part of our common story.

#journaling #writing #prophetic dreams #8/4/2002 #integration via written word #blogging journal entries can be scary #it's important to get our sometimes common story out there

[worship-roses-sun-wine]

it's funny when you have prophetic dreams but your life is so boring you just dream about video games you're gonna play and shows you're gonna watch

#I've been spoiled by them before lol #prophetic dreams #Apollo

[stagewitch]

Correspondences Running Master List (P-R)

Past Life Recall - snowflake obsidian, carnelian

Passion - carnelian, tomato

Peace/Harmony - dulse, eryngo, gardenia, lavender, loosestrife, meadowsweet, morning glory, myrtle, olive, passion flower, pennyroyal, skullcap, vervain, violet, prehnite, carnelian

Perseverance - snowflake obsidian, honey calcite, 

Positivity - celestite

Power - carnation, club moss, devil’s shoestring, ebony, gentian, ginger, rowan, carnelian

Prophetic Dreams - bracken, buchu, cinquefoil, heliotrope, jasmine, marigold, mimosa, mugwort, onion, rose, blue calcite 

Prosperity - alfalfa, alkanet, ahnond, ash, banana, benzion, nuts, oak, tomato, tulip, thyme

Protection - acacia, african violet, agrimony, ague root, aloe, althea, alyssum, amaranth, anemone, angelica, anise, arbutus, asafoetida, ash, balm of gilead, bamboo, barley, basil, bay, bean, wood betony, birch, bittersweet, blackberry, bladderwrack, bloodroot, blueberry, bodhi, boneset, briony, bromeliad, broom, buckthorn, burdock, cactus, calamus, caraway, carnation, cascara sagrada, castor, cedar, celandine, chrysanthemum, cinchona, cinnamon, cinquefoil, clove, clover, club moss, coconut, black cohosh, cotton, cumin, curry, cyclamen, cypress, datura, devil’s bit, devil’s shoestring, dill, dogwood, dragon’s blood, ebony, elder, elecenpane, eucalyptus, euphorbia, fennel, fern, feverwort, figwort, flax, fleabane, foxglove, frankincense, galangal, garlic, geranium, ginseng, gorse, gourd, grain, grass, hazel, heather, holly, honeysuckle, horehound, houseleek, hyacinth, hyssop, irish moss, ivy, juniper, kava-kava, lady’s slipper, larch, larkspur, lavender, leek, lettuce, lilac, lily, lime, linden, liquidambar, loosestrife, lotus, lucky hand, mallow, mandrake, marigold, masterwort, meadow rue, mimosa, mint, mistletoe, molluka, mugwort, mulberry, mullein, mustard, myrrh, nettle, norfolk island pine, oak, olive, onion, orris, papaya, papyrus, parsley, pennyroyal, peony, pepper, pepper tree, periwinkle, pilot weed, pimpernel, pine, plantain, plum, primrose, purslane, quince, radish, ragwort, raspberry, rattlesnake root, rhubarb, rice, roots, rose, rosemary, rowan, sage, st. john’s wort, sandalwood, slow, snapdragon, southernwood, spanish moss, squill, tamarisk, thistle, thyme, ti, toadflax, tomato, tormentil, tulip, turnip, valerian, venus’ flytrap, vervain, violet, wax plant, willow, wintergreen, witch hazel, wolf’s bane, woodruff, yerba santa, yucca, black tourmaline, 

Psychic Powers - acacia, althea, bay, bistort, bladderwrack, borage, buchu, celery, cinnamon, citron, elecampane, eyebright, flax, galangal, grass, honeysuckles, lemongrass, mace, marigold, mastic, mugwort, peppermint, rose, rowan, saffron, star anise, stillengia, sumbul, thyme, uva ursa, wormwood, yarrow, yerba santa 

Public Speaking - carnelian, sodalite

Purification - alkanet, anise, gum arabic, asafoetida, avens, bay, benzoin, wood betony, bloodroot, broom, cedar, chamomile, coconut, copal, euphorbia, fennel, horseradish, hyssop, iris, lavender, lemon balm, lemon, lemon verbena, mimosa, parsley, peppermint, pepper tree, rosemary, sagebrush, shallot, holy thistle, thyme, tobacco, turmeric, valerian, vervain, yucca. Bloodstone, black tourmaline,

Rain (to cause to fall) - bracken, cotton, fern, heather, pansy, rice, toadstool

Renewal - lemon balm

#past life recall #passion #peace #harmony #perserverance #positivity #power #prophetic dreams #prosperity #protection #psychic powers #public speaking #purification #rain #renewal #witchcraft #witch #witchblr #grimoire #crystals #herbs

[lamentingmidna]

"Penance"

a thought piece about the chimera ant arc, another timeline aside from canon, where the King and Queen live happily, but not peacefully.

***

The small farmhouse across the field of tall yellow grass, plains mowed and raked and seeded. The soil rich in smell, coupled with the fragrance of blood. At his feet, headless bodies, blood pooling from the napes of their necks, drenching the dirt in thick red.

“You’ve been here before.”

Meruem lifted his head. A small girl—as tall as Komugi’s youngest sister, and just as stout. She wore a small orange frock that was spattered with blood. Her neck was bruised, and her hands were in the early stages of decay.

But her face was just as it was before Meruem had killed her. Her cheeks were rosy in her youth, her eyes wide, her hair cut short, just past her ears. He had almost failed to recognize her without that fear in her eyes.

He started to speak. “You’re…”

“I have no name,” she said. “You never knew it. You never will.”

Her voice did not flow with natural human inflection. It lifted on words it should not have, as though she was automated. 

Meruem looked hard at her face. “You’re not angry with me?”

“What good would it do? I am already dead.” She said, her voice was breathy, without form or assertion. She sat on the floor with her legs crossed. She did not blink. “Join me.”

The two bodies lay on either side of him as he sat. “This is a dream,” he said, “since I don’t know your name, you can’t tell me. I suppose I can’t ask you about your parents.”

“No.”

The sun shone bright and burned hot onto the dry grass. The air was thick with humidity. The wind picked up and rustled it, the sound like crumpling paper. 

“Was it just like this?” Meruem asked her, “There’s not a cloud in the sky.”

“You spent the morning looking down. I did not think you noticed.”

“I did. Briefly. I imagined it was the perfect weather to hunt, but I did not think I would remember much else.”

The girl’s chin lifted to meet his eyes. “That’s not true. This is a core memory for you.”

Meruem did not say anything in response. If this was, in fact, a dream, then something within him had manifested into the child he did not know. It was something he had read about, once, an analysis of dream study. He did not know he had the ability to dream.

“I am surprised I still remember what you look like.”

The girl’s face was still. He didn’t know why he expected her to smile at that—perhaps it was something a human might find funny. 

She spoke quietly. “Do you know, Meruem, why you are seeing me again?”

His name in the mouth of an inferior was not something he had expected, but it lost its power in the voice of the dead—it was as though someone else was being addressed.

“I cannot say for sure. I can guess.” 

She did not speak, instead she waited for him to do as he suggested. 

He cleared his throat. “You are my first human kill—but you were a young life, and I snuffed you out. There was no room for your potential because of me.”

She stared at him. The sun blazed above them, and the light did not catch in her eyes. “But you do not regret killing me.”

Meruem’s mouth began to dry. “Regret is not something I experience. Every choice I have ever made—including the wrong ones—helped me to become who I am today.”

“And you are?”

Her stare had pierced him in a way he had not anticipated. He could not look away. 

“I am…” 

He did not know why he hesitated. I am King. I am a spouse to my beloved wife. I am a friend to her, a colleague, a catalyst of change. I am changed. I am different. I am not who I was before.

The scent of blood overwhelmed him. He expected to smell the bodies on either side of him decomposing, and was unsure if they were still there. He could not bring himself to address them in front of the girl, though she was looking right in his direction.

Even Komugi’s focused stare had more emotion than this. He could not read this girl’s face, trying not to stare at her neck, nor the rotting flesh that turned her skin into a deathly, weathered gray. 

“I am a murderer.” He said. They were the only words that would fall through his tongue. “You were but one of many lives I had taken.”

The girl’s expression did not change.

“I did this.” He still did not look. “I killed and ate your parents right in front of you, and I spit it back out. Then I killed you. I did not think about it. I did not feel a thing.”

“You will not apologize, then, if you do not feel regret?”

“I can extend my sympathy, at most—I understand what I have taken from you. I know now that it was wrong. But I cannot apologize to you. It will not bring you back. It will not change what I have done.”

“No,” she said, “it would not.”

“And this is a dream.” He said, “You’re not really here. Even if it would assuage anything I felt, it would be meaningless. What point is there in assuaging myself when it is now etched into my memories? I will live with this forever.”

She cocked her head to one side. “And this is not regret?”

“No.”

“No,” she repeated, and muttered the word to herself. “No, no, no.”

The blood from her parents had dripped towards him.

The girl watched him closely. Her gaze had not left his own. “And Komugi?”

Meruem’s tail coiled towards himself. He could not quell the unease that was beginning to rise up within him. Something was going to happen soon, but he did not know what. “What about her?”

“She is a human you did not kill. She changed your mind.”

This was an easy and difficult answer. To state that he grew to know and love her was the truth, but wrong in the face of the girl he killed without hesitation. He knew that much.

“You thought of killing her once, too. Would you have regretted that decision? Or would she also have been a casualty in your growth of character?”

Meruem’s mouth was completely dry. He did not have the strength to deny the girl of that fact. 

“Who is a casualty? Who is not? If one life does not matter to you, does any matter at all?”

“Komugi’s life matters,” he said with a voice made of chalk.

The girl’s hands fell neatly into her lap. “And mine does not.”

Meruem could not tell if she was saddened by this, and knew that the comfort he offered was minimal. He gestured to the bodies on either side of him. “It mattered to them, didn’t it?”

The girl said, “They are dead.”

“But they were alive, once. As were you. You mattered to each other.” Meruem finally broke his gaze from her to look at them. Their flesh was still intact, as if the killing had happened only moments ago. “You were more than what my memories can make of you. To me, you were a victim. To them, you were cherished. Only now do I understand how much a life can mean. Only now do I understand the weight of what I had done.”

She did not follow the gesture to look at her parents. Her eyes had not left him. Not once. “You do not…” she said, “...this is not regret?”

“It is guilt.” He said. “I find it unproductive to wish I had not done what I did. I am not the only ant, nor human, who has killed—and I will not be the last. I am leading a nation of ex-murderers—I have to live through what I have done, despite the weight it bears on me.”

The girl looked at him, finally blinking. Her gaze fell to her parents at his sides. “They were my Komugi.” She said. 

Meruem sat with her, feeling the blood pooling around his legs. He silently mourned all three of them—a mother, a father, and their lonely daughter. 

“You are going to wake soon,” the girl said. “You still have not told me who you are.”

“Perhaps with time,” he said, “I will find out.”

 Meruem met her eyes again. She did not smile, but her face had caught the light. “In time you will understand me further, as you will be reminded of me for the rest of your life.”

He did not know why this hopeful look about her had been paired with an ominous parting, but he could not help but feel as though he was not going to speak with her about this again.

“Meruem,” she said, “please take care of me this time.”

#that man is a father #hxh #hunter x hunter #meruem #chimera ant arc #thought piece #alternate universe #merumugi #prophetic dreams

[servantofthefates]

The Thing About Dreams

The ancients believed that dreams are messages from the gods and the spirit world.

Empiricists believe that dreams are nothing more than electric impulses in the brain drawing random images from memory.

I believe they are both right.

We are souls that have led many lives. Our conscious self remembers only this one. But our higher self recalls them all.

While dreaming, our brain draws random images from memory. But not just from our memory of the past years, but of our past lives.

As mortals, time to us is a straight line. This is how we bring our consciousness down to earth and make sense of our world.

But outside our reality, time is fluid. And so these memories that we draw from when we dream… have happened… are happening… and are about to happen all at the same time.

This is why when we are asleep, we can dream of mundane things, such as what we had for lunch. We can receive messages from the other side, such as when we find ourselves having a conversation with a loved one who has passed. And we can see glimpses of the future, such as digits that turn out to be the next day’s winning lottery numbers.

My own dreams of the future are not always earth-shattering. I once dreamt of a digital clock that kept flashing 11:17. Two weeks later, when I went to Barcelona, the hotel room assigned to me was 1117.

Other times, they are life-changing. When I was a child, I often dreamt of different women writing on a small white leather book. A decade or so later, I was told that these dreams confirmed that I should be the seventh owner of that book. Our family grimoire.

Last night I dreamt of two strangers speaking. The man said, “You need nine days for Greece.” The woman replied, “I will stay for three months.”

Nine days as well as three months from now, something related to Greece will happen to me. It could be as mundane as a Greek former lover wishing me Happy Holidays. Or something far more… momentous.

Whichever way the wind blows, I shall be waiting on my toes.

#Prophetic dreams #Dreams #Witch tips #Divination #servantofthefates #Oneiromancy #Witchblr #All About Divination

[thepalecrawlers]

The collective unconscious is so crazy

#high strangeness #thepalecrawlers #interdimensional #telepathy #chaos magick #magick #psychic #prophetic dreams #prophecy #collective unconscious #indigo children #synchronicity #witchcraft #spooktober #spooky #halloween #scary stories #glitch in the matrix

[pthalomars]

Had a dream where Jake Gyllenhaal was cast as adult percy in the pjo live action show. Make of this what you will.

#pjo #percy jackson #pjo disney+ #prophetic dreams

[lunavenefica]

⛤Centering and Grounding⛤

⛤Centering

Definition 1: A term used to describe the practice of collecting together our energy. It is gathered into a central point from which we can then direct it into objects and release it into the universe with our spellwork. 

Definition 2: Centering can also be used to describe the act of “focusing” on balancing your energies.  The technique of centering is utilized to regain balance of energy that is vital for magical practice.

⛤Centering Methods

To gather your energy into a central point:

Visualize your energy coming to a central point (your hands, your chest, your feet, etc).  

If you are unable to visualize, focus on the vibrational humming of the energy within your body.  Feel it coming to a central point (as listed above). 

⛤Methods for balancing your energies: 

Visualize the core of your body flushing out negative or unnecessary energy/space. Such as black orbs attached to yourself floating away- and that “negative” space being replaced with white or blue light. (There are many types of visualization techniques to try).

Try all sorts of breathing exercises that calm you down or give you a moment of serenity.

Take a warm bath or shower with candles, incense, crystals, tea, epsom salts, or whatever to bring you to an ultimate awakened state.

Meditate either in a traditional sense or with any activity that allows you to be in touch with yourself and your own space.

⛤Grounding

This term is used to describe the ability to connect our energy to the energy of the earth. The Earth’s energy is neutral therefore grounding allows us to draw on neutral energy that we can then adapt and put towards whatever intention we are performing with our spellwork. 

⛤We use grounding to:

1. To release excess or negative energy

2. To form an energetic or spiritual connection to the earth

3. To prepare for any magical working

4. To rejuvenate or recycle your energy

5. Gets you in the mood (as it were) for a magical working

6. Prepares you to pull energy from the earth or to raise energy.

⛤Benefits of Grounding

Grounding can help to:

Reduce Cortisol

Increase energy

Increase healing speed

Decrease pain

Restore balance to the body

⛤Grounding Methods

Visualize roots coming from your feet and growing down into the earth.

Feel the energy moving from your feet into the earth. 

Meditate!

Hold crystals of your choice and allow them to absorb any excess energy

Take a nice bath or shower

Witchfully yours,

⛤ Isidora & Bleiz. ⛤

#kitchen witch #witch community #baby witch #witchblr #witchyvibes #green witch #witch aesthetic #witches #witchy things #magick #witchcore #witch #witchcraft #meditation #grounding #astral #astral projection #visualization #dinination #prophetic dreams #dream magic #love magic #witchery #spellwork #witchythings #pagan community #hellenic pagan #paganblr #wicca #paganism

[ph4os]

The fact that I would be completely capable of writing a thesis on each of my dreams says a lot about me

#seriously #MIC TALK #witch blog #witchblr #witch #dreams #witch dreams #pagan witch #witch stuff #witchcraft #prophetic dreams

[gentrychild]

Gentry I had a dream about you posting a new set of Dfo evidences

But like, they don't exist, yet i can still remember how the panels looked like

There was this one that i remember very clearly, it was All Might visiting the Midoriya household. Except that it was like Todoroki's house and not an apartment. And there's a panel of the Midoriyas sitting a bit to the outside(Izuku was about to get up), and AM leaving, his head was looking to the side a bit(but nothing was there), and he left.

And there was this scary panel in the next page, of a dark figure in the house, it looked like Izuku with curly hair, but why would he be drawn as a dark figure?

I remember being so scared of that panel i had to take a break from reading the rest of the post lol

There were a few other evidences(with panels that don't exist but they looked so real), but i can't remember them anymore

Just wanted to let you know about this weird dream

I wish I could get into your brain and read the panels myself.

#prophetic dreams #bnha asks

[demi-god-dess]

Ongoing | The Lightning Thief Storyline | Prophetic Dreams | Divine Family | Poseidon’s Children | Concerned!Poseidon | Good Brother!Triton |

Prophetic Dreams Are The Worst by Nika_Raven_Celeste

In which Percy’s Adventures is being broadcasted to his immortal undersea family via Prophetic Dream.

With Details that is severely glossed over or never mentioned.

Needless to say, they give middle finger to No Interference rule of Ancient Law because the latest addition to the family is DRIVING THEIR ANXIETY THROUGH THE ROOF!

#percy jackon and the olympians #the lightning thief #percy jackson #poseidon #triton #cabin 3 #prophetic dreams