Happy New Year

This is the year to follow your heart.  If you have something you want to do...say write a book, it's time to do it.  Be brave and follow your heart.  I completely recommend the power of authenticity. Look around and find some small way to support your dream.  Maybe you will need a coach or a teacher. It's okay, hire someone to help you.  (Or trade).

I had a collage class in Studio 21 today.  As we made collage, we talked about how feelings of loss can make us sick.  And how creativity can set us free.  We talked about how we deserve love and inviting it in is important.  Receiving takes courage and it's an important trait.  Receiving will fix everything in our life.

What is your dream?  Are you putting something into action each day working toward your dream? It's easy, really.  Just make a list of what it will take to get to where you want to be.  If it's music...listening to the type your want to participate in.  If it's art...a routine of daily sketching. Anything we want will actualize if we focus on it.

      

Phone Call

Last night I was awakened at midnight by the ringing phone.  I was deeply asleep.  In my dream a man showed me a wall he wanted to open.  Then he said he wanted to hang a phone there...a big coin operated one.  Awake I answered.  No one there.  I did the call back to see the number and decided to call the next day.  I did call and a man answered.  I hung up.

I've thought about this dream today, wondering if I was getting a wake up call.  And what I was meant to wake up to.  There was the idea in the dream to open the room into the next one.  The phone may have rung before I woke from the dream, giving me the image of the phone.  Or the phone came in psychically as the caller dialed.  I may still call this person back and see why he called at midnight.

Anyway, I didn't get back to sleep until three.  Today I was very tired.  And I'm waiting for more information about my wake up call.

Dream image of a phone: Representing an idea without using words.  

Bathing Suits

Sometimes we only recall dream fragments.  Here's mine from last night: I was looking at the bathing suits at the back of the store.  Bright bikinis.  There was a dressing room next to the table of suits, so I could have tried one on.  I didn't.  I walked out of the store with the attendant calling after me, Didn't you want to try something on.

Not sure how to interpret this.  I did see two river otters down at Taylor Dock in Fairhaven the other day.  They sat on a rock in the sun, then dived into the water.  One came up with a flounder and  proceeded to eat it, crunching away on the rock.

I read that river otters are about the feminine.  They are sleek and agile in the water.  The take good care of their pups.  And they are playful.  I think these are good qualities to have.  Many places one needs a suit to swim...there are some places where you don't...the nude beach, local clothing optional hot springs, like Doe Bay on Orcas Island.  When do you go to the water?  Do you find it healing?  Is it in your dreams?

Thinking about a swim in Baker Lake

Kittens

Last night I dreamed there were kittens living in my couch.  I pulled out two from behind the cushion to show to someone.  They were tiny and black, very sweet  Then I realized there had been a gray one.  I looked for it and found it and also found another litter inside the couch that was older, maybe three months.  I didn't know what I was going to do with all the kittens.

My dream books says that cats are about soft femininity, but also they can be about deception.  I went to an art walk last night and loved many of the paintings I saw.  I am a prolific artist and wondered if there could be a significance to the symbol linking art and creating to cats.  I felt inspired when I returned home.  If this is the case, there are more kittens coming.  Maybe some hidden creations will surface.

The dream book also eludes to a changeable friend, as cats can turn on you.  My cat can be all lovey, then bite the heck out of me. I do have a changeable friend who accompanied me on the art tour last night.  I never really know what to expect of him...so this could be the meaning of this dream as well.

I like that about dreams.  Sometimes they are straight forward.  A Jungian therapist I once knew said dreams were either directly about life or they were symbolic.  I think most of mine are symbolic, but then there are all the dreams I can't remember.

What did you dream last night?  Do you keep a dream journal by your bed?  It helps, telling the subconscious that you are serious about learn and transforming through your dreams.

My Tuxedo cat, Sid

   

Elephant on the Porch

I saw the water rising outside my house.  A big wave was coming toward shore and uphill toward the house.  I went to the back bedroom and got in bed with my sister, hiding under the covers, afraid.  Then I was back at the windows and sliding door opening onto the porch.  The water was up against the glass.  I realized I'd left the dogs out.  I would have to wait for the tide to go out again.  The water receded...I let the dogs in.  The I saw the elephant on the porch.  Its immensity frightened me.  I was afraid it would break through the glass, come inside the house.  Instead it leap to the hillside and headed uphill

Interpretation:  I understand the elephants weren't killed in the tsunami because they instinctively headed uphill to safety before the wave hit.  It is my belief that our instincts are damaged...maybe not in every person, but many. This happens when we are raised and being told that we don't know what we do know.  That we aren't to react as we feel.  So here I am in my dream, realizing something about instincts.  Am I trusting my own?  Am I acting appropriately?  I think there are some areas in my life where I could take action based on my feelings.  This dream is guiding toward action based on instincts.

Photo by jimd2007 flikr

Bullfight

We're in Spain. There's a bullfight.
The boy sits at a table eating a sandwich.
I tell him to stay inside, but he says no. We're on a road walking
a dog. The dog gets away, runs ahead on the road and bites a man.
I ask him to show me where he's been bit. He's looks at me fiercely.
I walk away.

    

Baby Water

I'm standing on a platform overlooking the ocean. It is a porch, part of a structure, perhaps a home that rises high above the ocean. The air is fresh—everything exhilarating. I can see the foundation that keeps this home in place. It is sturdy. Bricks and cement, the base of the foundation far below in the water. And I am frightened here. The height is extreme, the ocean too vast. There are some other people with me. I can't really tell who they are. Then I notice the baby is gone. I look around and see that there is a cage swung out over the water and she is in it. I have a man take her out, get her away from the edge.

Interpretation: I'm in a large change in my life. From this dream, I'd say there's a sturdy foundation for me to move forward from, yet, I'm terrified. How to deal with this terror, I'm not sure. But rescuing myself and keeping myself feeling safe is probably the main thing that will help me feel calmer.

Peace

He’s Okay

I meet a man with blue eyes and dark hair whom I fell for. I wasn't sure at first and then he went away to sea, along with his brother. I saw the ship going out of the harbor. Then there was an explosion and we were racing around, listening to the radio, etc. to see if they'd been killed. I ran down the walk and a girl was coming up the walk, carrying an evergreen bouquet for me. I was scared to death then, I'd just fell for him and lost him. He was gone and my heart was broken. Then I saw his mother coming up the walk at the street below. She met me halfway up the hill. "I wanted you to know, he's okay." Oh God, what a relief.

Then I was there where they are docking and coming ashore. I see a group walking away from me and call out. I call out Bruce—my ex. And then I catch up and my blue-eyed lover isn't among them. So I return home, and he comes in. He is shaken, dirty. His mother is there. He kisses his cheek. Then he hugs me. He says he loves me and I'm hugging him, tears running down my cheeks. I have him and know I really do love him.