deep, lost in the woods… surrounded by wild gardens, pools of fish, ancient trees, herb & vegetable gardens, and covered in ivy and sweet pea. to the north, there are vast, purple mountains with thick brush and wise shaman sit on the cliffs smoking tobacco out of carved, wooden pipes. to the west, there are fields of wild roses and a wide sky of full moons and sparkling constellations. to the south, nymph-like deer scamper and indigenous people celebrate the earth with fire dances. to the east, there is a roaming desert where bits of crystal and scorpion tails glitter in the sun.

Mia Overgaard: Dreams in the Forest

Food to Soothe the Soul

Cover me with earth from the forest

Cosmic Wolf Girl, Indigo Child

I can see people’s souls and hear and see thoughts. i am intensely in touch with others and my own energies. I have memories from past lives. When I go to an antique mall, I can sense memories embedded in objects. I see spirits. I see the synchronicity in my life with startling clarity. I have a very solid and mappable dreamscape where I have clairvoyant dreams often. I can astral project to different planes and realms from within my own dreamscape via meditation. (or one time when I got electrocuted it happened. or sometimes when I cough too hard it happens for a split second.)
I think, maybe, if you work on it you can develop your indigo-ness, like how a shaman trains and practices and learns to open themselves up. I can’t always tune-in, and often don’t have a choice when I do. For instance whenever I am on my cycle I am wide open and can feel the energies of everything to an overwhelming point. When I am sick or hurting I am torn wide-open. When I am really high it is a manageable openness most of the time, pleasant and controllable.

Fortune Teller