Target of spell shows up in dream.
Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 4:45 pm
I'm working a spell on a jar of herbs at the moment. Well, the jar is empty. The purpose of the spell is to fill e jar with said herbs. I have several seeds of the herb in the jar, just not the actual herb. I placed twelve clear quartz crystals within the jar along with a note stating my desire. I placed the jar on my night table within a circle of ten green Kyanites. The whole time I was preparing this spell, I would imagine filling the jar with the herb. I imagined the texture, scent, sight, etc. Also, every night before I lay down to sleep I shake the jar repeating my desire to fill the jar with the herb.
Last night, the jar showed up in my dream. A close friend and I were in the apartment of somebody who I just met. He gave me the same jar filled with the herb, which is the target of my spell. In reality, the same man told me last week, on Thursday, that he would be able to get me this herb next Friday, which is tomorrow. This herb is rare and hard to come by, especially where I live, which is why I had to wait a week for it.
Anyways... in the dream, after he gave me the jar, he told me to hide it because somebody was coming to the apartment who is not supposed to see it. We left the apartment together, but he told me to go back. I obeyed, but when I got back, there were four young women who were just as surprised to see me as I was surprised to see them. We began quarrelling, asking each other what they're doing in this guy's apartment. One of the girls spots the jar of herbs I forgot to hide. I left it with my sweater on the couch. She runs to it, stealing it. I yell at her, "Hey, that's mine!" She folds her arm, protecting the jar as she runs past me. I grab her by the strap of her shirt and pull her back and all of hell breaks loose.
She bites me and my hand becomes quite bloody. It's also very painful. I try pulling my hand away but she keeps biting as she starts digging her nails into my arms. I throw her with immense force against a wall. She still doesn't let go. Then I throw her on a glass table, which breaks and she let's go. The jar spills and the herb is everywhere. I'm furious... And at this point there is much violence in the apartment. Everybody is attacking each other. The man is back, fighting the girls. My friend is also fighting them. The girls keep biting and fighting with her nails. I pick up the empty jar and use this as a weapon.At one point, someone grabs my shoulder from behind. I react by throwing this person out the door into the hallway. It turns out to be the man who owns the apartment. I threw him pretty good and he smacked his head on the corner of a wall, wounding his forehead. I immediately say, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"
He pushes me against the wall and says, "If you keep hitting them like that, we're both gonna be in serious trouble!"
I respond, "They were stealing, and she just started biting me like mad!"
He quickly says back, "Then you call for me, and I'll deal with it."
I stumble back into the apartment. It's a mess. I'm quite wounded and everyone's blood is everywhere. None of the girls are to be seen. I go to the bathroom to clean myself up, but the same girl who originally stole the jar is in the bathroom with her head in the toilet. She looks far worse than I do, not even reacting to me opening the door. I feel sorry for her, and close it. I feel that my mouth is full of blood and I spit it all over the door.
That's all I remember.
Should I reverse the spell?
I know dreams aren't usual literal in their imagery. This just seems oddly similar to real events.
Last night, the jar showed up in my dream. A close friend and I were in the apartment of somebody who I just met. He gave me the same jar filled with the herb, which is the target of my spell. In reality, the same man told me last week, on Thursday, that he would be able to get me this herb next Friday, which is tomorrow. This herb is rare and hard to come by, especially where I live, which is why I had to wait a week for it.
Anyways... in the dream, after he gave me the jar, he told me to hide it because somebody was coming to the apartment who is not supposed to see it. We left the apartment together, but he told me to go back. I obeyed, but when I got back, there were four young women who were just as surprised to see me as I was surprised to see them. We began quarrelling, asking each other what they're doing in this guy's apartment. One of the girls spots the jar of herbs I forgot to hide. I left it with my sweater on the couch. She runs to it, stealing it. I yell at her, "Hey, that's mine!" She folds her arm, protecting the jar as she runs past me. I grab her by the strap of her shirt and pull her back and all of hell breaks loose.
She bites me and my hand becomes quite bloody. It's also very painful. I try pulling my hand away but she keeps biting as she starts digging her nails into my arms. I throw her with immense force against a wall. She still doesn't let go. Then I throw her on a glass table, which breaks and she let's go. The jar spills and the herb is everywhere. I'm furious... And at this point there is much violence in the apartment. Everybody is attacking each other. The man is back, fighting the girls. My friend is also fighting them. The girls keep biting and fighting with her nails. I pick up the empty jar and use this as a weapon.At one point, someone grabs my shoulder from behind. I react by throwing this person out the door into the hallway. It turns out to be the man who owns the apartment. I threw him pretty good and he smacked his head on the corner of a wall, wounding his forehead. I immediately say, "Oh my god, I'm so sorry!"
He pushes me against the wall and says, "If you keep hitting them like that, we're both gonna be in serious trouble!"
I respond, "They were stealing, and she just started biting me like mad!"
He quickly says back, "Then you call for me, and I'll deal with it."
I stumble back into the apartment. It's a mess. I'm quite wounded and everyone's blood is everywhere. None of the girls are to be seen. I go to the bathroom to clean myself up, but the same girl who originally stole the jar is in the bathroom with her head in the toilet. She looks far worse than I do, not even reacting to me opening the door. I feel sorry for her, and close it. I feel that my mouth is full of blood and I spit it all over the door.
That's all I remember.
Should I reverse the spell?
I know dreams aren't usual literal in their imagery. This just seems oddly similar to real events.
