I once had a dream in which I found myself in a vast northern landscape surrounded by huge mountains on one side and a sweeping open field on one side.
The field was white with snow and completely flat, extending all the way to the horizon.
A powerful wind was blowing in from across the field and I remember feeling at once utterly terrified, and strangely grateful, like I was reclaiming something that had been lost long ago.

Can any meme druids shine some light on what this could mean? Am I beginning to reconnect with my ancestors?