STARSTUFF & GLITTER

For decades I’ve had what I’ll call ‘incounters’ with remarkable energies both masculine and feminine.

The one most I resonate with most strongly for years appeared surrounded by a light that was hard to capture. This was my best effort to create was felt so ineffable.

Every time she appears, I ask her name, and she simply responds, “Herself, indeed.”

She is beautiful, funny, and wise beyond words and when I’m feeling lost, injured or confused she appears in my dreams. Time and time again she stands to my left and asks the appropriate question, staying with me until I find my answer and respond.

In October 2018, Herself appeared in a dream, but this time she was not obscured by the light. Standing in profile, she was wrapped in shawls that blew in the wind, each reflecting a universe of universes.

This was the first time I had a sense of her face, and I remember distinctly thinking she was pregnant. Knowing the Universe breathes and births in the same manner that we inhale and exhale this somehow made perfect sense.

This image is as close as I can come to communicating a sense of Herself’s presence.

I was talking about this with a friend in Irland this summer and when she heard this she replied, “Well of course she does! This one whose visiting you has deep Irish roots!” Seems calling a woman ‘herself’ is an Irish ‘thing’! Who knew? Not me.