Continuing my story of my early experiences that led me to my heathen path, I encountered a heathen god in my childhood, but I did not know who he was. I’m not sure what age I was at the time, but in my dream, I saw the town outside my window as having almond orchards like Ripon, California, where I lived until age 9.
The following is a quote from my memoir, Greater Than the Sum of My Parts: My Triumph Over Dissociative Identity Disorder. DID is a defense mechanism developed by children who were sexually abused before age 7, according to the latest edition of the DSM. My memoir is about how I recovered from that. This is relevant because it’s the reason I was more afraid of my father and brother than the goblins of the dreamtime when I encountered the monsters.
“One night, I saw goblins, small dark shapes coming up through the heat vent in the floor. I saw their outlines distinctly, as if I were wearing my glasses, though of course I took them off to sleep. I spoke to them in my mind, thinking at them as I had thought at the boy at school.
“There’s no sport here. I glad you came, though. Let’s go out and have some fun. Let’s make some mischief.”
