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Witches and Aliens

I find myself on a forest path trying to catch up to 2 of my female friends.
They're witches on brooms.
I look down and realize I am on one too. We are witches flying through the forest.
I catch up with them in a clearing. They disappear.

I see my dream vehicle parked. An old refurbished Chevy panel truck van. It is a deep shiny turquoise. Viridian.

I feel the presence of an evil witch.
I go to a tree that has a little nook in it's trunk. All of my medicine stones are here.
I am thrilled about that but the evil witch sinks her vibrations into my pink opal and it begins to vibrate with her nasty frequency. I'm in shock and don't know what to do. I say "NO, NO, NO!"
The energy scatters and bounces off into others things. She had power but a fragile ,disconnected, scattered power. She could only "mess" with things. She couldn't really possess one object or being because she wasn't strong enough and would lose herself entirely. I could feel her strongly though in this forest glen. I didn't have my mental bearings because I came into the dream so fast and it felt very storybook mythic so I was just witnessing what the story unfolded.

I am on the side of the forest path sitting with the tree and my stones. I feel safe.

I look over to the car and see a procession of invisible aliens appearing one after the other. They aren't aliens I have seen in a long time. They are carrying dead members into the Chevy. It's some sort of portal. They don't want to be seen. I feel like I am looking at them through a veil. They can't really see me. They have interesting large auras of various colors around them. They are short mostly and have pale skin with large misshapen bulbous heads. There is a time limit, a sense of urgency to get their dead into this astral hearse.

The evil witch just kind of disappears from the dream but i sense her still...

Then a procession of costumed people come marching through the scene. They are dressed in all sorts of mythical archetypal garb. I don't concentrate on any one archetype but it felt like tarot figures . I am sure there was the jester, a high priestess, a prince, a king, etc. They felt jubilant and like they had a mission but were very unaware and just symbols. Like cardboard cutouts.

It all felt as if I was seeing beyond a veil into a world of separate entities and worlds colliding into a mythic story that didn't make sense and wasn't suppose to.

A very different dimension of dreaming. It's rare that I go here.

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