Canal Reves-Bizarres
Jul. 28th, 2019 01:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lady_kishiriaI dreamed I was in NoLa, and there was a workshop on Emerging Goddesses, presented by the people to whom these goddesses had made themselves known. I was walking to Opal Street, using my phone's GPS. It turned out that I couldn't find it that way, I had to physically look for it. Having walked past, I turned around and walked into what had apparently been an 18th century industrial building, going by the kinds of doors and the wooden shutters. (I've seen this building in other dreams, where it's been a college residence, among other things.)
Krystal Madison was in charge of an event that involved eating placenta. She was absolutely disgusted, and it wasn't a placenta *she* had produced, but the person performing the ritual had to be a mum and she is one. The actual consumption took place behind closed doors, and there was some part left over. A young white guy had a tray with little cups with it; it looked like carbonated water with red boba or the like. I declined, explaining that I was contractually obligated not to consume blood. He gave me attitude about being "too good" for this but I stood my ground, I have a contract with my deity.
Outside, a young black woman with cute short dreads was telling a small group of us standing outside the building about a goddess she met whose name is T! T!'s name includes the exclamation point. She stretched out her arms and led a round of calling out T!'s name, but I couldn't do that either. Her joy in finding this goddess was visible and I was happy seeing it.
Krystal Madison was in charge of an event that involved eating placenta. She was absolutely disgusted, and it wasn't a placenta *she* had produced, but the person performing the ritual had to be a mum and she is one. The actual consumption took place behind closed doors, and there was some part left over. A young white guy had a tray with little cups with it; it looked like carbonated water with red boba or the like. I declined, explaining that I was contractually obligated not to consume blood. He gave me attitude about being "too good" for this but I stood my ground, I have a contract with my deity.
Outside, a young black woman with cute short dreads was telling a small group of us standing outside the building about a goddess she met whose name is T! T!'s name includes the exclamation point. She stretched out her arms and led a round of calling out T!'s name, but I couldn't do that either. Her joy in finding this goddess was visible and I was happy seeing it.
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