Beltane Summer Moon
Dreams. A couple of nights ago. I had a staff and walked with it. Each time it struck the ground, always at an angle with the head of the staff facing forward, a message from the earth, from the ground of all being came to me. Unfortunately, I don’t remember what they were.
Last night, a very peculiar dream. I lived near an ocean, had just moved there, and the news programs on tv had stories about the red sea. In my little community, a village similar to Conwy, Wales which I visited in 1995, the long time residents laughed. “Red sea. Nah. Red kelp.”
When I went to the ocean to see for myself, the red in the water rippled and flowed in long wet strands of ocean plant life. A bronze colored kelp. When I went back inside a building near the water and climbed some narrow stairs to a room that looked out over the ocean and the swirling kelp, however, I got an ever bigger surprise. There was an eye. The kelp like strands were a body covering for some huge ocean creature. Not a whale. Unknown, but huge, larger than ocean-going cargo carrier and tucked in very close to shore.
Running back downstairs, I moved out on a crumbling concrete path to a large rock that sat by the ocean. Up on it was Sam Eliot, the movie star. He just nodded toward the ocean and I went around the rock’s edge to look out over the water. I couldn’t see water, just the long strains of kelp-like body covering.
Further on, down on a row of shore side businesses, sausage and lemonade stands, curio sellers, I found another vantage point from which to look out on the ocean. From this angle I could see a head in blue and white, almost neon like, glows, and it was a huge human face, something like the drum major on the Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band album cover.
I got the feeling that these two gigantic creatures, one human, one aquatic, were about to confront each other, though it didn’t feel like a battle. More like an important moment of contact between two modes of being.
