I was trying to sleep on the floor in a sleeping bag. I'd pulled the cushions off the settee to make it a little softer, but frankly it was nasty. Time past as time does, and having known many nights where sleep was either denied me by the wakefulness of my own children, or by worry, or too much booze, I knew the morning would come in the end... I only had to wait.
Eventually I dozed, but kept waking up again. This into sleep and out of it plays funny tricks with the mind. I saw many visions in my half waking state. Patterns, shapes and forms so strange, so familiar, so uniform, perfect and random, and all at the same time. Colours strong and vibrant, always moving into and out of sight. I slept. Suddenly the voices of many beings sounding overtones woke me again. It was as if I had turned the dial on my radio and found a station where Otherworlds I've never heard before are playing their songs. They came in with a crash as if I'd had the volume up too loud. I jumped, and saw a group of Elven kind standing in the woods. They were tall and slender, and very, very powerful. I thought how very foolish mankind is to ignore such awesome beings. He does it at his peril I fear. I felt their strength and disapproval for a race that has forgotten who they are and can't be bothered to try to remember. I was sure of their extraordinary presence - no question. They are waiting to see what we will do.
This afternoon I started to read a book that had been recommended to me. It is an old book called, 'The Gentleman and the Fawn' by R. Ogilvie Crombie. I read in amazement, how he 'met' beings such as these, and how they told him they could destroy humanity with ease, but they choose not to.
This is exactly how it felt in my dream. I felt they could give life or take it in a moment.
Since this book was written we have continued to carry out even more atrocities to life on Planet Earth. Will these powerful beings continue to stand by and watch us - or will they decide one day enough is enough.
In the woods earlier I told my little grandsons how precious and important the trees are to us, and how we need them in so many ways - even for our very breath!
I also told them the trees don't need us at all. In fact they would have a far better time of it without us.