Walking Your Wildness Into the World
There’s your wildness right there.”
I wake from a dream with these words in my ear — spoken by the oversoul, or the higher self, or whatever it is that speaks through us in the hour before language returns. And I write down what I know to be my instinctual truth:
“I believe everything is connected and alive. That energies have true power threaded in reality — not as parts or concepts, but intricately woven into the fabric of existence. That these archetypes and entities, mythical beings and goddesses and many worlds cannot be cross-translated but only understood on their own ground. And if all this needs to fit inside a framework for you, then you are just like the colonizers and the patriarchy that oppress and try to kill off all the wild magic left on this earth. ”
[And then I hear the words: There’s your wildness right there.]
This is the dream in which my wildness showed up.
Within the dream, I had just taken mushrooms in my guide’s office. I told her I would not be lying down during this journey. I would need to sit up. I would need to use my normal, clear voice at full volume, the whole way through.
She propped me up on the couch. The medicine began to take hold.
The wild cats were already in the room.
At first they were small — she told me they were a domesticated breed, imported from somewhere far away, and we admired them together. I meant to say look how they’re striped like tigers, because they were, but what came out of my mouth was lions. Within minutes they were lions. Mountain lions. A mother and her baby, moving through the office like it was not an office. Like we had all been transported somewhere else — somewhere wild. Or maybe the wild had come to us.
MY WILDNESS HUNTS ME DOWN, DREAM, AUGUST 21, 2026
The mother sat with her back to me, guarding me. I began to pet the baby.
“Oh wow,” my guide said. “You are really something else.”
Then a warning, she said, “You’re going to have to scale it back now.”
I knew what she meant. My energy was matching the mountain lion’s. I was meeting her as an equal — or something in me had forgotten she could kill me. I tried to pull myself in, to make myself smaller than the wild animal.
But it was too late. The mother had begun to circle me. Stalking. She walked away from us. And then she turned, and she lunged at me.
I was on the floor with her. Her paws gripped in my hands, holding her claws away from my face. My knees on her chest, my full weight pressed into her throat. Her claws were digging into my palms and I could feel each one going in.
My guide was standing back, looking for something heavy. “Drop it on her head,” I told her — my voice still clear, at full volume.
The baby was coming for its mother.
“You’re going to have to kill the baby!” I heard myself call out, before I woke up.
I didn’t want to have to kill it, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to reason with it.
They keep hunting me down in dreams. These giant wild cats. They try to kill me, so I kill them first. We’ve been doing this dance for years.
The tiger is always my heart. The other giant cats are sometimes goddesses who have refined their feline powers into presence. Other times they are not goddesses at all — they are raw, instinctual nature that has never been tamed, and is ready to be walked into the world through my own embodiment.
It is a delicate thing, wielding these energies. Like wrangling an out-of-control fire hose. The human has to hold reverence for the animal part of them — the part that has never known such a thing as an unexpressed self, because it just is. And with that wildness comes the whole of the universe. The prima materia. The unmanifest, magical, ready-to-be-alive substance underneath everything the world tries to explain away.
That’s all this wildness really is: more aliveness for our bodies, our hearts, our souls. The human just has to step out of the way. Never try to reason with it. Always meet it in reverence. And when it comes back into the heart where it belongs, walk it into the world.
Recap: August 2026 Gnosis
CLAIRAUDIENCE:
“The dream language is the oldest heart language” August 2, 2026
“At some point you have to actually stop playing and actually start being HER.” [Referring to Matrice Code Weaving] August 2, 2026
“You’re going to have to scale it back now.” Regarding my own energy. Right before the wild mountain lion with tiger stripes attacks me. August 21, 2026
“There’s your wildness right there.” Said after I write this during a hypnopompic state:
I believe everything is connected and alive. That energies have true power threaded in reality and are not just parts or concepts but intricately woven into the fabric of existence. That these archetypes and entities, mythical beings and goddesses and many worlds cannot be cross-translated but only understood on their own ground. And if all this needs to fit inside of a framework for you then you are just like the colonizers and the patriarchy that oppresses and tries to kill off all of the wild magic left on this earth. August 21, 2026“Interpersonhood is the next neighborhood for the identity to move into.” August 29, 2026
PSYCHIC TRAINING LESSONS:
Dimension Jumping. August 2, 2026
Parasite spotting. August 7, 2026
The Oversoul communicating through a small drop of water. Attuning to water by droplets of some sort. Water tuning. Essence tuning. August 11 + 29, 2026
📖 Reading the Book of Life Before It is Written, August 21, 2026
The Trance Protest. I stand up for my ability to Trance Speak. August 28, 2026
I attune to the wind and other natural elements. There is a merging and a letting myself be carried away by its movement and power. August 29, 2026
FAVORITE DREAMS:
Pablo, disguised as a white horse, and me by the lake in a royal garden. August 5, 2026
The Domesticated Wild Cat Attack in my therapy office. [Later is met through voice dialogue and reveals itself to be my eros and life force energy carried as a child. This dream is still in progress and unfolding.] August 21, 2026
SYMBOLS & OBJECTS & MISC.:
I find old block toys from his childhood. Wooden cutouts of two different states in the US, and symbolizing two different states of mind. August 8, 2026
I’m in Elon Musk’s space rocket and they tell me one of two things will either happen. It will either explode upon launch or it will take off and I will be in orbit for 11 years. In the dream I have children and I worry about leaving them behind for so long. August 26, 2026
I dodge the crowded, overweight elevator for a smaller elevator with only one seat, and do not hold open the door for the others. August 31, 2026
RECURRING THEMES AND CONCEPTS:
Graduation [versus Initiations and Activations]. There is an importance felt in the dream about not holding “her” back from a new track of life onto higher thought. August 5, 2026
Domesticated Wildness [Continuing from July. The Wolves, Coyotes and Dogs all on the same playing field. The wild cats find me and Ashley in a tarp-covered shed with no panels] August 8 + 19, 2026
Higher Sensory Organs. August 11, 2026
I keep projecting my self and vision toward Christmas of this year. I don’t know why. But I am there in dreams, time and time again. August 17, 2026 [January 28, 2026 + May 23, 2026] December 24, 2026 feels significant and important.
Advice from my guides to stop baring my heart and its time to cover up and not reveal so much of its depth. [Bare-breasted Goddess Panel Dream, The Man Whose Heart Crack a New Depth] August 18 + 19, 2026
I was at the airport and in Mexico twice. August 25 + 29, 2026
INTEGRATION INSIGHT / GNOSIS CHANNELING:
Everything is either an act of love or of higher neutrality.
Re: Graduating. Revolves around the ability to hold more paradox and opposing truths without trying to resolve either of them.
You find your wildness when you find your instinctual truth. The way of being underneath all the life that has happened to you and before the external reality programming that overrode your soul’s natural inclinations. When you discover your wildness, let it walk the earth. Give it embodiment. This is what these sophisticated women walking wild cats in leashes symbolize.
I realize upon waking that Dreamtime is outside of linear time. I knew this all along but I really know it now. What Joan of Arc said in a dream in April about still being here in August meant that the dream was in August linear time. These dream moments are never in order because they are all times and spaces but still once again experienced sequentially even in the dream.
The heart doesn’t break, it cracks to reveal new depths
THE MAN’S HEART IS NOT BROKEN. IT CRACKS TO REVEAL A NEW DEPTH OF LOVE. DREAM, AUGUST 19, 2026
He thinks his heart is broken, but it’s not. It has cracked open to reveal a new depth of love. The mind expands. The body ages. The soul unfurls. And the heart gets deeper.
He’s afraid of what this means, but more afraid of what it will ask him to feel.
The Exposed Goddess Covers Her Heart
A PANEL OF GODDESSES BARE THEIR HEARTS, DREAM, AUGUST 18, 2026
In a dream, I am watching a panel of goddess-like women on a daytime talk show. All of their breasts are exposed. I understand this as part of the role: to offer nourishment to the whole world.
One woman begins to cover herself, and I whisper to my partner that I would put on a bra too — not because there is anything shameful about it, but because there is a time limit to how long I can leave my heart bare.
The next night, in another dream, a man’s heart cracks open and he thinks it is broken. But I tell him no — it has only cracked to reveal a new depth of love. Then my own heart speaks up, asking me not to reveal so much of its depth right away that people fall into it.
My higher self reminds me that love does not require me to reveal every depth of my heart at once. My heart is a living cavern, meant to be entered, explored, and met with reverence. But depth needs discernment: not everyone who enters can find their way through without getting lost, falling in, or mistaking it for somewhere they are entitled to stay.
Recap: July 2026 Gnosis
CLAIRAUDIENCE:
"I can't follow you everywhere but I can see what you see." July 1, 2026
"You were always good at that." (A friend tells me this in a dream, referring to awareness and introspection.) July 2, 2026
"Channeling only." (My rule for the calendar of insights.) July 3, 2026
"It's possible it could've been a dream but the end result in changing my mind is very real." July 8, 2026
"All these small parts have to grow up together." (I say this referring to a wild cat kitten I discover.) July 22, 2026
"It's taken a long time to decide what I need." (At the foot of my tree of life, I see roots which were once entangled come undone.) July 24, 2026
"No man left behind." (I know this relates to the Office of the Goddess) July 28, 2026
ANIMALS & OBJECTS:
A cage full of squirrels (swirls) — abundant energy caged goes feral and turns on itself. July 1, 2026
Wild cats on leashes at a rest stop overpass, walked by older women. July 7, 2026
A toucan/peacock puts on a rubber mask of its own head. July 8, 2026
A bird collects the shed skins of its own head. I am supposed to catch the bird for my inheritance, they say. July 13, 2026
Antique rings resized with the price tags still on them. July 14, 2026
The spreadsheet of my emblems: spiral, labyrinth, black & white chess board, magenta — found in my teeth, in my bones, some gifted to me by others. July 21, 2026
A wooden door is slammed, and a transparent glass door is shut and locked. Both symbols of closure, but different types. July 30, 2026
The empty backpack — a symbol of what we carry / invisible weight. July 31, 2026
RECURRING THEMES:
The other home. So many dreams about moving and regret over leaving.
Unicorn energy runs the whole month — belief in them is itself the practice. Public and private streams held open as altars.
High Fashion Editorials and Designers.
Shedding the head skins. The toucan and the inheritance bird both carry their old heads, now shed, and hold them like bouquets of flowers.
I find feathers, like bouquets of flowers, at my feet.
Wild cats being walked by women, giving chase, found as a pet in my mother's room.
Stepdad healing / foster kids. Old paternal structures fall. A theme of "re-parenting" reoccurs.
INTEGRATION INSIGHT:
Karmic clearing can be done on the astral level, not the physical somatic level.
Density expands slowly through linear time.
It doesn't matter from what reality experience the realization comes from, as long as it changes you or creates action.
A preference does not equal discrimination, it is a sacred geometry.
Disentangling from Earthly Drama
DREAM, MAY 10, 2026
I have taken my seat in a higher field and I am guiding a woman out of Earthly drama.
I sit with the fact that navigating her system feels dense, as if I am being energetically lassoed and pulled into a lower frequency.
My guides tell me this is because I am not holding the higher architectural view and am instead identifying with her at the life level.
There is a way to be both present on Earth and anchored in the cosmos, guiding each life—including your own—from that higher field.
Clairaudience: Darkness Blooms into Light
“…but after some time, her eyes adjusted to the dark, and when they did, she never went back to not seeing again.”
In the dream, I am searching for someone in the dark. All I see is a silhouette and all I feel is uncertainty. I hear the voice narrating my life. I trust that my baseline consciousness and inner vision is expanding, and that soon the darkness would bloom into light.