After my shamanic cleansing Saturday at The Wandering Owl and an enlightening conversation with one of my shamanic mentors, I’ve determined that my ancestors have been trying to tell me some things and after a particularly vivid journey Saturday evening, I finally figured out what. I’ve been using my paternal spiritual gifts because my maternal ones were either lost or stolen several generations ago and it appears that I’m being called to start the process of fixing something that occurred in my maternal family line several generations back. I have also been imposing limitations on my shadow self who I affectionately call Green Woman. She is full of wild magic and very sensual and feral. I basically did this because I was afraid of what I can do and the unknown factor terrified me. I’ve came around full circle again and accepted that part of myself and decided to remove my self imposed limitations and see what happens from there. The first thing I’ve noticed is that I’m feeling very balanced and centered and because of this, I see things with crystalline clarity. This excites me as well scares me a little but I’ve came to accept it.
So I’ve decided to put down my dreams that I’ve had over that last month and give my analysis of each one.
Dream #1 1/19/13
Starts with me walking outside a warehouse trying to find something.
In my head, I’m thinking a metaphysical gathering and I’m trying to find my way there.
I come upon 2 dogs who remind me strangely of gargoyles.
They do not scare me just make me feel like they have ancient knowledge and they felt like guardians of some sort. I speak to them and ask them where the fair is. They turn and start walking to a house in the middle of nowhere and pause until I follow. They take me to this old cottage and there is a family there. An old woman, young couple and kids dressed in what I would say is peasant clothing. I ask them where the fair is and they point to this building and say. Go there.
I walk into this building which looks like a warehouse and come upon what I would say is a carnival of sorts, there is an olde tyme ride and a man running a ride that looked like a train... he didn’t seem to notice I was there until I spoke and asked where is the fair and then he looked up and pointed. There are kids in old fashioned clothing running around with huge lollipops.
I walk through a doorway and see two slides. One that falls into a pit of plastic balls and another one that is like a waterslide. A little girl comes up and says these are the fun ways to get there pick which way.
I choose neither and then was guided into a room with old machinery…no one is here at all. I see a double set of doors at the other side of the room which feels very cavernous to me. Then I walk into a room where there are lots of costumes hanging on rollaway holders…hats, gloves, dresses, feathers and there is a sign hanging that says I must get a costume on to proceed. I bypass the hats as I seem to have an almost obsessive aversion to them and then I look over the racks and see a group of woman at a table making what appear to be masks, laughing. I ask them where the fair is and they say through there. Another doorway appears and then I see various members of the spiritual group speaking in small groups.
My dream ends there.
ANALYSIS OF THE DREAM:
THE FOLLOWING DETERMINATIONS ARE MADE BECAUSE THEY ARE THE PARTS OF THE DREAM THAT ARE THE MOST VIVID,
THE DOGS ARE MY METAPHYSICAL GUIDES AND AFTER A CONVERSATION WITH MY HUBBY ABOUT THEM HAVE DECIDED THEY ARE WHAT I WOULD DESCRIBE AS FOO DOGS. THEY ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM.
THE BROKEN MACHINERY IS MY ANCESTRAL GIFTS THAT ARE BROKEN AND I NEED TO FIX. THIS PARTICULAR PART OF MY DREAM IS VERY VIVID.
THE AVERSION TO THE HATS AND MASKS IS PART OF MY BROKEN LEGACY AND THEY ARE PIECES OF THE PUZZLE. PERHAPS THEY ARE MY TOOLS TO USE. THIS IS ANOTHER PART OF MY DREAM THAT WAS VERY VIVID AND CLEAR.
Dream # 2
The dream opens in a large city with many apartment buildings and I’m led to an old apartment building which has many floors and I’m walking up to these floors thinking this is my home. I feel I have children but I have this crazy thought that they are missing. It feels like me and my house but yet it doesn’t.
I feel a sense of urgency and then I look outside and people are looking up at the sky and screaming. I’m immediately put in fight mood and feel I need to find my children to protect them from what is coming.
I run down the stairs and find myself going to a bar…people in the bar are strangely apathetic and appear to be unconcerned about the screaming outside. I walk up to them and try to say…get out of here they are coming and you need to leave now. They look at me and shrug and say nothing to worry about mam. At this moment the sense of urgency manifests and I am compelled to start looking for my children a unwavering sense of protecting my children fills me with dread…the air changes texture and I look at the sky and see a green moon with some sort of strange electricity and it in turn stretches and connects to another green moon and so forth until there are 7 green moons with crackling blue electricity all around them and I remember saying they are coming I need to find my children.
I then woke up
THE ANALYSIS OF THIS DREAM IS VERY INTRIGUING. I BELIEVE THIS IS ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM MY ANCESTORS THAT THIS PROBLEM MAY GO BACK 7 GENERATIONS ON MY MATERNAL SIDE (Moons mean maternal generations). THE THOUGHTS ON MY ANCESTRAL GIFTS ARE THAT WE WERE POWERFUL HEALERS AND THAT AN OUTSIDE INFLUENCE WANTED OUR POWER AND ESSENTIALLY TOOK IT FROM MY LINE OR WE CHOSE TO HIDE IT AND ALL THAT I SEE ARE PIECES OF A LARGER PICTURE RIGHT NOW AND EACH DREAM IS ANOTHER STEP CLOSER TO FIXING THE PROBLEM.
In this dream, I feel as If I’m looking through the eyes of another and reliving her experiences. This woman meets a man who seems perfect for her and he weaves a tale about his place and what he wants in a woman…wines and dines her in fact and then she is just drunk enough that she can’t drive so this man who seems so ordinary and harmless says he will take her to his place so she can shake it off. There are dull stirring of danger in her head but she ignores them and walks out with the man. He is tall skinny and very well-mannered and well spoken…very handsome. He takes her down some road in the boondocks and at this time the voice is getting steadily louder that something is wrong. She ignores it and then end up coming to this national park and he shows her a truck camper... She really starts to freak out now and clears her thinking. She realizes this man isn’t who he seems and she must tread lightly. She starts to say what happened to your apartment. He said I never specified where it was. Come on my lover, She is very scared but acts like she is in love with him and he takes her into the truck camper and starts talking to her about how much he loves her and how long he has been searching for her and her perfect t mask of agreement slowly cracks and then he becomes very agitated and screams at her that she is a liar and that he will show her what he does to whores. He pulls out a long serrated blade that glints and his eyes go completely blank.
Then I wake up!!!
THIS DREAM IS ABOUT THE OUTSIDE INFLUENCE THAT CRAVED OUR ANCESTRAL GIFTS AND I BELIEVE IT WAS A MALE WHO WANTED THE POWER AND TOOK IT FROM ONE OF MY ANCESTORS OR SHE BECAME SO FRIGHTENED THAT SHE CHOSE TO HID IT SO IT WOULD BE SAFE.