Yesterday morning was absolutely not a cool time to start coming down with something. I went home from work yesterday at about 3 and am staying home today. Shortly I am going to go steam myself in the shower. I think Something wants me away from Pantheacon. I was getting-over-sick and mostly voiceless (and coughing) last year. I'm still going to go (I paid all that money, are you kidding?), but I probably will not be very social. I guess picking the Sul ritual over Orion's conflicting "what are spiritual contacts?" workshop at the same time makes perverse sense now. :-/
Had an odd dream last night wherein there was a big field, and a bunch of brown and black bears capable of speech and walking on their hind legs (for more than the usual time) had been conjured, and there was going to be a procession of Tuatha de Danann down in a small valley between two small ridges in a field, and they were going to be bearing the Four Treasures and/or they were going to rise from the ground (the Cauldron was actually referred to as the Grail), but then it turned out to be a human procession doing something to do with the seven ancient planets, and something about a party and a house and blah. Potential for a neat mystical dream, but got derailed.
Had an odd dream last night wherein there was a big field, and a bunch of brown and black bears capable of speech and walking on their hind legs (for more than the usual time) had been conjured, and there was going to be a procession of Tuatha de Danann down in a small valley between two small ridges in a field, and they were going to be bearing the Four Treasures and/or they were going to rise from the ground (the Cauldron was actually referred to as the Grail), but then it turned out to be a human procession doing something to do with the seven ancient planets, and something about a party and a house and blah. Potential for a neat mystical dream, but got derailed.