When it's a light female it is what I have come to call The Sunny Blonde. She is alluring and smiling. She exudes erotic attraction, and sometimes she seems to literally glow with glorious beauty. Once she appeared as a hitchhiker who asked me to save her from a sinister stalker by driving her to a police station.
Several nights ago the Dark One made two appearances in one night. First it was a slim, attractive young black woman. I remember hooking pinky fingers with her in a gesture of promis. Then in a second dream it appeared again, as a black kitten that licked me. I wonder what was the message that was so important/urgent that it needed to be delivered twice, and both times with emphatic physical contact? I wish I could have asked it.
One thing I do know is that, among whatever other things, it is somehow bound up with my spiritual yearnings, because my earliest memory of the Dark Woman is that she was a prostitute waiting for me in the 'parking lot of Tibet', and for me (as for many people, obviously) Tibet has always stood for mystery and mystic knowledge. Why a prostitute? Possibly a symbol of the same thing represented in Tantric art by mating pairs of male deity and female consort; a union of complementary principles.
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