Yesterday I went into the forest for a day of meditation, inspired by the divinicus week. There were some physical things to deal with, for example it was really cold, but that's not what I want to share here.

After a couple of hours, my thoughts took me to a remembrance of a guided meditation into the underworld I took part in around 17 years ago. There we met a guardian of the underworld which my mind interpreted as a large, demonic spider. I was taken very quickly back into that experience, softening into any fear. At this point the spider started trying to eat me - again, I softened as much as I could and equalised. Suddenly I opened my eyes in this world - the spider was possessing me. I felt like I was a spider, having the cravings, energetic and almost physical body of one. It deeply disturbed me - as I animated and expressed myself as a spider, I also began to whimper.

Working with it I had to again soften and equalise while breathing my essence and human form through my body. Eventually the experience dissipated. In the time since I've sometimes felt a similar feeling trying to take over me, especially when seeing spiders, though it no longer has the power to possess me.

It seemed like some kind of trans-humanistic karma, though it seemed mostly organic rather than mechanic. But the way it happened - it felt like a possession. I wonder if you have insight Open - what do you pick up? Any way to work through this more? Should I allow it again as it's clearly still within my field, or continue to boundary the experience?

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Something else unrelated which happened last week that I would like to share.

I had a rather disturbing dream - I was staying somewhere with my father and brother (my father is now deceased and my brother was also younger in the dream). I noticed lots of broken glass on the floor of the kitchen. I was not afraid of touching it or stepping on it, but was a little annoyed that nobody had cleaned it up yet. Then I heard a wail of anguish from where my brother had been sleeping. My father pulled him out of the room and I noticed that there was a hole in my brother's face where his eyes should have been. As he woke up he felt his face and expressed the obvious shock, confusion and grief someone would feel having just discovered their eyes had disappeared. I felt his emotions and felt for him - it was very painful and I held him close. Then I woke up.

Later that day I went for a walk and discovered a dead crow on the path. It seemed very synchronistic, like one was connected to the other. It took me some days to figure out a meaning to the events. Recently, I have stopped letting compassion for people's pain dictate the way I respond to them if that pain comes from a blindness - something they aren't willing to see. Whereas before I would be drawn into their reality, now I'm not - while remaining compassionate I'm not drawn in. It seemed the dream and dead crow were a confirmation of the death of that pattern.

Though I'm certainly open to any other interpretations if you feel to offer them :-)

Wishing all on the divinicus week a powerful and magical time!

Rich