A Luciferian Book and a Blue Saphire

I wrote this down a little while after I woke up the other day so it was fresh in my mind. I'm not sure what this dream means, but it's pretty interesting. And I figured it would make a good first blog entry here at Zaadz:

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I'm not exactly sure where the dream started. I was standing in front of an old book that also had two small mirrors on the inside covering one page each. It was an evil book, pictures of demons and creatures everywhere, I could feel its dark power. But I had this purpose... I had to do something with it. I was standing over it stuttering strange incantations while the book fought me, Lucifer fought me, the book tried to close, tried to turn the pages, and even the person standing behind me -- my brother? Russell? -- tried to get me to stop. I kept struggling to send energy through it with my hands while it kept closing on me, then I finally just said Michael. It calmed down a little. Then I called on Archangel Michael to... I don't know. But it worked. The whole space became lighter, blue/white, and the book stayed open.

Then I remember someone taking a plate of old jewelry and throwing it on the chest of someone who was lying down. It was all old junk. I think I was seeing into some old trinket shop or antique shop. The walls were high, it was dusty and dark and damp. Then I remember hearing the shop keeper on the telephone with someone, apparently an appraiser, saying, "Have I got a jewel for you!" He was old and miserly. It sounded as though he had bought this jewel off someone who didn't know its worth.

He went away for a few minutes and I finally materialized in the dream, went over to a bookshelf -- which I'm pretty sure is our bookshelf in the living room -- and found the jewel. It was a hugh dark saphire with a slightly opaque quality to the inside of it. I could feel it pulling me in. Even when I imagine it now, it's as though I can see worlds floating around the inside of it. I'm reminded of some childhood warmth that I can only feel, I can't describe.

I decided to steal it but was almost panicked that the shop keeper would discover it was me who had taken it. I didn't know what to do. Put it in my pocket? Hide it? Run? I went outside to find my father sitting by the steps of the shop, talking to someone. Suddenly it wasn't a shop anymore, it was the outside of a kingdom hall. I searched the perimeter for some place to hide the jewel. An old storm drain, an electrical box. Nothing seemed safe enough. I looked at the jewel. This time it was perfectly smooth, oval, and was embedded in beautiful silver or peuter fleur-de-lis. I stared into the center of it and suddenly my eyes were captured: I saw a scene taking place as clear as a movie inside the jewel. I felt I wasn't ready for this kind of divination and might be sucked into it, so I looked away.

But now I realized what the jewel was for and how I could use it. I went back to the shop, wondered if I should put it back before the shop keeper returned, searched again for places to hide it, tinkered with other objects on the bookshelf, a lightbulb, an old glass knob. Suddenly I felt the shop keeper wasn't coming back and didn't care. I went outside with some sense of urgency.

It was stormy and I was at the gate between the front and back yards of the house where I grew up. I looked to the left and there was a huge scepter of silver at the end of the fence with a giant garnet on top. I looked to the right and saw the same thing there. I felt I was popping out of the window in haste, never quite making it all the way out. I looked at the jewel again.

Then I realized:  The Mirror. I could use the jewel to scry and then transfer the viewing to the mirror in my bedroom(my current bedroom). Feelings again of panic and indecision, I began placing the jewel on all my chakras, trying to embue them with its power. Some places were intense, some hurt. I gave up. I took the jewel inside and began staring at it. It glowed with the power of sight. I looked at the mirror and it too begain to glow dark blue, the same color as the jewel. I kept moving aorund, trying to get comfortable, losing the blue, regaining it, moving again, getting distracted by some object on my bed, etc.

Eventually I woke up.