So last night I had another dream with a departed relative. The third of which has occurred since beginning this work. I did two readings today, one from the Ogham and ther other from my Authurian Tarot. Both reflected how to let go and face my shadow within as is necessary for spiritual rebirth. I feel I am on the precipice of defining this for my shadow work. But it is heavy and intense. Self-doubt, insecurities, low confidence as these have plagued me throughout my life. A mere thirty days is not going to resolve this, but it is my hopes that I at least define my shadow path and have the tools to tread this labyrinth that The Morrighan has laid before me. She recipocated in the reading that I need to love myself to empowerment less I will be as a ship trying to sail against a head wind and caught in the mist of illusion. As I have done so many times in the past.
In my dream, I was with friends and partying, and under the influence of some substance. Currently, the most I do is partake of a mixed drink at home and usually just one. I have done things when I was young and experimented with substances, but grew out of them as I matured realizing it was the social aspect that I craved and not the substance. Anyway, my grandmother appeared and saw my eyes were quite dialated. She got me away from my social group and escorted me to an underground Wild West show. It was a circus with a Wild West theme. I was entertained and it was very dusty. I then went with her to a restaurant and ordered a meal. Then I woke. The main point I take from this is my ancestral connection coming through and maybe to cut back on my nightly drink.
Oh my, this is an addendum to this post. I usually pull a rune a day as well. Today I pulled Eihwaz, the Rune of the Yew. There are no coincidences with magick.