Rock be a Dragon

I was on Lasqueti, though, it wasn't "now" Lasqueti. Perhaps it was an Ancient Lasqueti, or a Lasqueti in a Different Dimension or Alternate Reality.. who knows.. it's a dream.

I was standing in False Bay with a tribe of Indigenous People when I noticed this beautiful “rock” or tiny island. The tide was going out. Way out and I realized I could wade out to it as the water only got waste deep no matter how far I walked. As I reached the base of the rock someone said to me “The Tribespeople revere this rock. It lays directly over a fault.”

Piqued I began to climb it. When I reached the top of the rock it leveled out to a small plateau and I lay face down on it. The sun was gloriously warm on my back and I began to deeply relax. As I lay in repose, I began to hear a faint hum in my ear and feel a strange and pleasant vibration/energy emanating from the rock. This energy filled my whole body and it felt like the Rock was breathing.

As I listened to it’s “breath” for a split second I felt like I was laying on a huge dragon’s head. I opened my eyes. The Rock had turned to a shimmering Blue/Green Dragon and my hands ran along silky, smooth scales.

Suddenly there was a commotion on the beach. I looked over and the Tribespeople were chanting and beginning some sort of ceremony. They had surrounded a large tree. A VERY large tree. The largest tree I had ever seen. The person beside me said “The Tribespeople are performing a Celebration Ceremony as this Rock Dragon only appears every 100 years.” I watched in awe as they surrounded the tree, undulating and singing, their voices raising to a hypnotic pitch. Next, 4 Tribesmen stood in strategic points around the tree and began to cut it down. They worked in perfect unison and when one tired another took his place seamlessly. As I watched I realized the tree would land directly on top of me and I started to get up.

“No!” the person commanded. “The tree will not land on you. It is perfectly measured. Stay on the Rock. You must.” And with that the person disappeared.

I lay back down on the Rock, feeling and hearing its hum and vibration coursing through my body. Again, I had the impression I was laying on top of the head of a large dragon. I watched the tree as it began to sway, the thack, thack, thack of the axes ringing in my ears. Fear engulfed me and I wrapped my arms around the Rock and clung tight.

Suddenly with a loud CRACK the massive tree began to fall, straight at me. Like a movie in slow motion, inch by inch the tree fell and as it hit the water large waves rose up, I hadn’t noticed the tide had been coming in the whole time. I stared mesmerized until finally the tip landed just inches from my face. The Tribespeople on the beach roared with approval and their Celebration Ceremony began in earnest as each Tribesperson, from the youngest to the oldest started to “process” the Tree.

The person who spoke to me previously reappeared and told me it was time for me to leave the Rock. I climbed down and began to swim to shore, the strange hum I heard still in my ears. The incredible energy I felt still coursing through my body. When I reached the shore, I stood on the beach for a few minutes watching the Tribespeople. They worked as One, their reverence for Nature and all it provided glowed on their faces. I turned away and the scene faded to black…