Lifting the veil

We are living in a lovely flat! Ten minutes from the beach and shopping centres, our own small backyard and we are surrounded by mountains! It's been so nice being able to sleep properly and feel peaceful.
I joined a psychic development class, I don't know anyone in this town and thought it might be a good way to meet people. Quirky people like me. Actually I think I am the least quirky of the group. Lillian, the woman who runs the class is a stereotypical witchy type, dyed black hair, lots of black eyeliner and long, tight bodiced, purple velvet dresses. I'm not sure what I think of her yet. Most of the others dress in a similar fashion. Then you have me sitting quietly in the corner, in my jeans with my 'less is more' makeup, t-shirt, sneakers, and not smelling of patchouli.
Ten of us meet once a week at a spiritualist church, although the group isn't affiliated with the church at all. We meditate a lot, different styles of meditation though. I thought it was going to be all lotus positions and 'ohming' but we have done noisy, quiet, past life and moving meditations. The noisy one is quite funny and I can't get into it properly because I am concentrating on not laughing. Lillian has been quite snappy with me at those times and told me to sit down.
I am enjoying the class and look forward to it every week. I have been meditating at home a lot too and reading loads of books on psychic/spiritual development. I have been dreaming much more since joining this class. It's actually one dream really, that is repetitive. I see/am an Eagle and I see/feel it take off from the mountain top and just float away from the mountain. It really is lovely and I feel quite peaceful when I wake. I am wondering if it has something to do with my Spirit guide. Apparently we all have Spirit guides, they are heavenly spirits or guardian angels that offer help to us. The form of help may be a simple hunch or a certain feeling that comes over us when we need guidance for a problem or situation. Sometimes the rate of coincidences in our day to day lives may rise, or more vivid dreams to steer us in a certain direction. Some people claim that they can communicate with their guides at all times. Anyway I have a hunch this dream is my guide trying to tell me his name (probably because when I have been meditating I have asked for my Guide's name!!). How I know it is a 'him' is really just a hunch.
Our task from class this week is to get some leather thonging, a feather a stick and a crystal so we can make wands with all the bits. I have no idea what we are going to do with the wands when we have assembled them, cast spells? We shall see, I am going to go to a walking trail in the forest with my daughter and go stick and feather hunting!

I have a confession to make. I love the smell of Patchouli oil.