In this dream I am walking down another dirt road. Seems like I have been walking forever. I do not know where I am heading nor when I will be done with this journey.
As I am walking I notice to my left, and off the road a bit, a large mound . This mound is probably six feet high and ten or fifteen feet long. It is odd though because it is hard packed and barren of any foilage. I feel there might be something on the other side that I need to see.
I turn off the road and approach the mound, but before I reach it, a muscular, dark complected arm reaches out to block my way. The hand is holding a wooden staff and jabs the staff into the ground. This staff looks well made and old. Near the top a leather lace is tied around the staff and has six ,dirty white feathers dangling. I somehow know this person is not stopping me, only warning me. I know I can climb the mound if I choose and see what is there. But I choose not to and then I continue my journey down the dirt road, wondering what might have been there.

I dream every night and recall most of my dreams. The majority are uneventful dreams of typical ,everyday events that I cannot connect to any memories of actual events. These dreams are realistic enough that occasionally I am not quite sure if it is a memory, or just a dream. It sometimes seems that I am living another life through my dreams.
Now and then I have strange , complex dreams. I write these dreams down and now have a good collection in a 3 ring binder.
Most of the strange dreams find me walking down some old road that I have been walking for many miles and many years, not knowing where I am going or when I will arrive. These are the dreams I would like to share and hopefully possibly get some insight to.