“I think I’m going to die”

beesontrees-copyHave you read Alley Valkyrie’s latest piece in The Wild Hunt?  I really think you should.

In the dream, I was hunched over a whirling pool of water, in a trance, staring into the abyss. Suddenly a spirit-woman appeared in the whirlpool. She opened her eyes at me, opened her mouth, and swarms of bees started to fly out. As they flew away, the spirit-woman started to rot away before my eyes, quickly turning to bones and decomposing flesh.

The evening after reading Alley’s piece I found myself drinking wine with a friend and his neighbor whom I’d just met.  She was inebriated and not speaking fully with her own voice.

She showed me her bee tattoo.

She kept telling me she was going to die soon.

Her name was Melissa.

I wish I were making this up.



Have you found a divination trade-friend yet?  I think you should find a divination trade-friend.







About Rhyd Wildermuth

An intractable tea-swilling punk, queer hooligan, and dream-soaked leftist bard, Rhyd Wildermuth has left bits of his heart(h) everywhere—in a satyr’s den in Berlin, hanging from an elder tree over a holy well in Bretagne, scattered in back alleys of Seattle, and lost somewhere in the bottom of his rucksack. He’s devoted to Welsh gods, breathes words, makes candles, plays recorder, fumbles with tech, and refuses ever to learn to drive. His main blog is: paganarch.com. View all posts by Rhyd Wildermuth

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