My Horse, My Place

So, I was walking through my "place" where I often am taken in my dreams, and during meditation, and usually there is a pretty heavy mist that covers everything. It's not quite fog, but its mist enough that it could be confused as such. This time, the mist was a very thin veil between me and everything around me. It is a forest area outside, I never see the sun shine because it is almost always overcast or twilight. The forest vegetation is very thin and the grass between trees is perfectly mowed. It never seems to grow. I make a left turn where I always do to find my horse.

I've had a few dreams in the past in this exact place, and I've done some shamanic work on them. My horse is a HUGE majestic Clydesdale with a very long mane and very long tail. The mane and tail is silvery white, while the body and feathers of the horse are black. My shaman and I decided the horse symbolized my spirit, because in my first dream of this series, I walked up to it and it breathed in my face, filling me with power. My Horse's colors, we decided, symbolized the balance between male and female energy in me, the total Black body meaning my feminine outweighs my masculine...

But after this left turn, this time, instead of me walking up to my horse, my horse walks up to me. It seems to cower, and I feel taller than it although I am aware that it is about two feet taller than me. It then lowers it's head and nuzzles my arm. My arm is left with black paint on it, and I look at my horse and where there was black paint, there is now white fur. I am shocked, but my horse seems to be sorry as I pet it and more and more black paint comes off. The only places black paint doesn't come off are the legs and the breast, and a small ring around both eyes. The mane and tail stay white, but no longer silvery. Then the mist seems to thicken. I don't remember much beyond that point, but I am so curious to see what you think about it...

Thanks so much,

Viv

Tiger in the Forest

Dear Peregrin,

It start out on an island with forest instead of jungle. I am wearing ankle boots, shorts, and a T-shirt not really what one goes out into a forest in. I get into the forest and enter a clearing, there are 3 men discussing about kills and fur of the local animals. I introduce myself and enter the conversation. Soon I am told to find water and is pointed in a direction. I soon wander through the forest and find a lake then fill the bucket they gave me. It is a wooden bucket if that means any thing. After filling the bucket I turn around and see a humanoid form. Half Tiger half Human. It stands in a loin cloth with a spear. I noitice his claws (thinking on a human level since he wasn't wearing a shirt and looked robust). I begin to back up into the water. I don't fell afraid I feel as if something is about to happen. The Tigerguy rushes at me with his spear and i remeber dodgeing and grabbing it then jerking it from his grasp. The expression on his face is suprise. He leaps at me feeling his claws tear into my chest. One of the hunters shoots him on me and rolls him off. I feel sorry for the Tigerguy and sit there cradleing his head in my lap. I then yell "You Beast!!" at the man and grab the spear. I shove the spear into the guys chest and flip him into the water The Tigerguy is not dead but wounded. I feel a sense of panic then usually anoter dream starts after a cloud of mist surrounds me.

Pretty wierd...I can feel a sense of love toward the Tigerguy when I first see him...

RDC