The Jasper Journal, cont. Today’s entry: on sleeping with Cobra Jasper under my pillow…
The other day, when I dug out all of my Jasper stones from storage, I wanted to pull a card for each variety, to explain a bit about what each one would represent for me. While I was shuffling, the Moon card fell out. For me, The Moon stands for things like the subconscious, dreams, and mysticism. The booklet for this deck, which has a lot of its own meanings that deviate from the traditional, says this particular Moon is about “Magic, Spirituality, Surprises, and a Positive Female Figure.” I assumed the card popped out in order to tell me that this would apply to Jasper for me in general, regardless of variety. Cool enough.
I replaced the card, and kept shuffling, then drew a card for each individual type of Jasper. When I got to Cobra Jasper…The Moon appeared again. I figured this would suggest some especially intense and mind-bend-y experiences with it! Maybe dreams about Snakes the size of the Anaconda that I got to drape over myself like the world’s largest necklace when I was in Peru last year.
But I didn’t dream about Snakes this time, or about animals of any kind, really. It was a fairly simple dream. In it, I was being ushered someplace by one of those dream-people that don’t exist in the waking world, but who I know in the dreams. This person was excited to be explaining to me how the locals were doing this kind of ceremony to honor and celebrate a couple of the trees that lived on the grounds of their campus or estate or whatever it was.
We went through some kind of archway structure, and the two trees in question were then rising up above us, enormous, maybe a couple of stories high. Their trunks were this rich brown color, and you could almost feel all the texture just by looking at it. Higher up, they were bursting with green leaves, and even though the trees grew up out of the ground one to either side of the rather wide pathway we were on, up top, their branches had grown toward each other, and intertwined…sort of like the tree version of holding hands. There were people around us kind of chanting and just beaming love and appreciation at these two grand old trees (Ash trees, I think?), and I could actually feel joy radiating from the trees, who were happy that the quick little humans were forcing themselves to slow down enough to do this for them.
So, no animals, but the trees were really sweet.
So I’ve put up several posts in recent days about Leopardskin Jasper, and how it seems to promote animal-themed dreaming for me whenever I sleep with a piece of it underneath my pillow.
Recently I posted about how I keep having animal-related dreams whenever I put a piece of Leopardskin Jasper under my pillow, and I’ve received some requests asking me to log updates here if it happens again…
I just got this stone a couple of days ago. It’s called Leopardskin Jasper, and it’s said to be very shamanic in nature, and especially connected with animal energies (I posted about this stone 
Yesterday, something caused me to wake up just in time to see this pre-sunrise sky-show. Immediately after I made my way to the window to take this shot…an enormous Owl flew by, presumably heading off to bed. It looked large enough to carry off small automobiles if it got the urge…
When you start collecting Tarot decks, you quickly realize that some deck creators like to get all jazzy with their nomenclature. Some will rename the Majors or the Court Cards. Some rename the Aces. And lots of them will rename the Suits.
Today I was awakened before dawn by the insistent chirping of a smoke detector crying out for a fresh battery. I tossed my sister’s place where I’m housesitting, but found only other batteries of incompatible size. It was 56F…inside the house. I decided to go outside and bury the wheedling contraption in the yard so I could go back to sleep, but the ground was frozen (sidenote: I’m kidding – I’m not going out before dawn to take up a shovel…).