Black Wolf

I have been a dreaming machine the last week or so, but last night’s dream..well…I have no idea.paws

The ears and paws of the pup in my dream were larger but this was pretty close. I remember being worried about other people being around her…in the beginning it was a her but at the end it was a him. Crazy dream logic I know. The girl had a name for her and then it was a boy and I thought he needed a name of intimidation so I went with Damien (think the Omen).

He didn’t have any reaction to Z the beagle but her nose was lost in his hair as she was sniffing him out.

The other part of the dream had a little girl in it. I don’t know who she was or where she came from but she was going to be living with us. I remember thinking that she would have to go with the kids when they went to their dads….that’s just plain crazy. She was an adorable little girl who stole my heart right away but I didn’t know her name. She shyly said that she would whisper it to me and while I heard it in the dream I can’t remember it in awake time.

Damien wasn’t a people person so when we were getting ready to leave I went to the attic door and called him. He came right down and was so well behaved. I definitely had the feeling that he was mine.

This was a weird dream full of symbolism and what a way to start my weekend. I can’t remember if I had it before or after I decided that I wasn’t going to Yin this morning?

Here is what I think I know…the girl was my inner child….the attic is my higher self….the wolf I am not so sure about. Maybe he was just there to represent my shadow side or maybe I have been thinking to much about Hecate lately?


This image of Hecate painted by one of my favorites Jessica Galbreth hangs in my bedroom and has for many years. I never thought about it before but I guess that I have always been drawn to her. When it comes to me….I am always the last to know.

I have a new favorite incense and I swear if I could I would wear it as a perfume I would….om nag champa

The girl is not a fan…she’ll get over it. I took the boy into this store last week and he was too distracted by the giant gemstones to look at anything else. The girl paid a little more attention and with all of the “new age/witchy” stuff in the store she noticed a whip. I didn’t see it but she found it disturbing. I was on an incense/candle mission I didn’t really pay much attention to anything else.

I was a weird day all the way around…..Zia


About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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