Minds Strangely Entwined…

It’s been a bit of a strange week and this may be a bit of a random ramble but it intrigued me so I will write…

I’ve been doing a lot of writing this week… all manner of things but a few things from my past that caused me to recall my long deceased grandmother and she has been heavily present on my mind but I have mentioned that to no living soul…

And whilst I’ve much on my mind, I’ve also had the joys of Mr S hanging around the house as he decided to take an impromptu 3 days off. He announced his news Monday evening… I scowled… He promised not to disrupt me working… He lied…

So today he’s sat in the chair and he’s got a pensive face on him and I’m waiting for him to speak…

Eventually, he points to this picture I drew the other week…

He says… I’m looking at that picture and it’s bringing back the dream I had last night…

Then he starts to mumble away all sorts of words and I’m thinking Grrrrrrrr I’m sure his jaw is activated by my keypad…

He says – Look this up… Tell me what it is from… He doesn’t wait for me to answer… He goes all theatrical and booms…

Strike, strike the master chord!

Draw, draw the Flaming Sword!

Crowned Child and Conquering Lord,

Horus, avenger!

So now he does have my attention, as I’ve recently been talking about Horus with a friend… So.. I look it up…

It comes from this – Service Celebrating the Feast for the Supreme Ritual… 

I read it out to him. I finish and he has far away look in his eyes… I remember more of my dream… I was in a room with my father and there was a pile of cards like tarot but with old fashioned pictures more like postcards… he pointed to them and said the answer lies in there… they fell to the floor and one card in the middle fell face up… It was that photo of your Grandmother that your sister has in her house… does that mean anything to you?

I said… well I have been thinking about her all week… I’ve been thinking about when a medium gave me a reading a few years ago… She told me that I’d been really ill at age 15 and lost weeks of memory but that in fact my grandmother’s spirit had come to work with mine… then she described a photo of her and talked about her hat… Mmmm… what do you think that means?

He says – Have you got a copy of that photo?

No… I’m going to email my sister and see if she can send me one…

I did and she did… here is my Grandmother…

GMB

I’m not quite sure what all this means… But I’m rather amused that she does look quite like my bird of prey…

I think I’ll have a chat with her later…

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