I wrote a previous blog post, about Persephone and her journey into the underworld. It was inspired both by the Winter Solstice, and a dream I had of a visit from Persephone herself. I wrote the following poem in honor of the dream. Happy Winter Solstice!
When we have a love for something which we strive towards in our everyday life, we may find in dreaming we can connect with a greater experience and presence of those who have passed on, but their legacy remains. I have worked as an activist toward peace and justice in Texas for more than 20 years. It is often difficult and thankless work, but clearly needed in order to create change from a culture of violence toward one of peace with justice.
Over the years, I have been gifted with two significant dreams which have helped to spur me on in my endeavors as a peace activist.
Doorways to Peace
I see Martin Luther King Jr. standing before me, he holds out his hand and offers me what he has inside his palm. It is a golden bee pollen and he tells me to eat it. I take what he has offered and eat some. I am conscious in the dream, and having trouble staying that way due to being very aware and excited that I am actually standing with the great Martin Luther King Jr. I can hardly contain myself. He is trying to speak with me in the dream, but I seem too overwhelmed to be able to hear his words. He then shows me a large golden tree made of gold light and we walk toward it. The tree is so large we are only looking at the huge trunk of it and cannot see the top of the tree nor the bottom. There is a door inside the tree made of golden light which opens. I walk through it and find there are many more doorways unfolding before me, all I must do to get to the next one is walk through each door as it appears. EOD.
This dream was profound for me to meet Martin Luther King Jr. – one of my heroes, whom I consider to exemplify true leadership. It showed me the potential for peace and that it only takes the willingness to step through each doorway as it is presented. This is something I continue to strive to do as an activist.
In the next dream, I went consciously to meet up with a dream partner to an agreed upon destination where we would converge together in our dreams for a shared dream adventure. We decided to meet up at a market in Fez, Morocco
The Magic Pot
I find myself in a busy market place in Morocco with narrow dirt streets and vendors set up all around. It is a busy place and the sights, sounds and smells are almost overwhelming. I am looking for my dream partner. I walk further through the market and find a large clay pot. I circle around the pot as I touch its rim with my hand and as I do I see Gandhi walking toward me from out of the market place. He approaches standing across from me and tells me to look into the pot. I look inside and see it is full of water, he tells me to look again, and once again I look and see it is full of grain.
I look one more time and now the pot has transformed to a small Moroccan clay pot with a lid which looks like a strange hat. I take off the lid to see it contains a delicious meal enough for two people to eat. I realize this pot is a magic pot. I want to share this meal with my dream partner who I have not yet found in my dream. I go and look for him and find myself at the airport where he is just arriving to meet me. We go once again go to the market where I meet up with another friend who is the founder of many West African Drum Circles in Texas. My friend looks at me and says, “What are we waiting for? We are in Africa – Let’s Drum!” We all begin to drum together. EOD
This dream shows the importance of nurturing and having a container that can feed many people. Peace is that container and shows itself in the form of the magic pot which offers unlimited resources as well as the ability to build community both through feeding and nurturing and drumming and celebration while also nurturing my personal relationships along the way.
On May 12th in Greenville, Texas a white buffalo was born named Lightning Medicine Cloud after being born during a Thunderstorm. It is said to be part of the Native American prophecy of the Lakota Sioux Tribe and the 3rd white buffalo recognized as born to fulfill the Native American prophecy of earth changes. Lightning Medicine Cloud was born to a Lakota Sioux couple on their ranch in North Texas and it is only the second white buffalo ever born on Native American lands. Around the same time this auspicious buffalo calf was born, I found myself having contact with the White animals in dreaming. My dream encounters with the White Animals has been profound for me and I continue to carry their presence.
Lightning Medicine Cloud
Royal White Elephant by Sundara Fawn
Shapeshifting with the White Elephant April 24th, 2011
In my dream I see myself as I look now, I then see that I have shapeshifted into a White Elephant. I look closely at my skin and see the white wrinkled elephant skin covering my body. I hear a voice tell me, “This is something you do all the time, shapeshift.”
Several weeks later after that dream, I had an encounter with a council of White Animals during my shavassana meditation during a Kundalini yoga class.
Council of the White Animals – May10, 2011
In my mind’s eye, I hover above my body laying on the floor in shavassana pose, I look to my right and see a doorway of light open up and a magnificent white elephant approaches me. I then see in front of my feet the White Buffalo has joined me, then near my left shoulder a white tiger snuggles up next to me licking my cheek, while on my right, a white lion with beautiful blue eyes looks deeply into my eyes. I then notice a white giraffe has joined the white elephant and I look up above and see a white eagle circling over my body above me and there are many more white birds flying higher in the air. I then see a white snake slither up toward me and enter into my body where it curls up in my second chakra. I notice a white bear is now standing near my feet next to the White Buffalo and then a white gorilla appears next and begins to jump up and down. I now feel a white owl is sitting on my left shoulder and finally a white horse appears standing over my head. I am overwhelmed by the white animals which are gathering around my body as others continue to join in. I had this experience just two days before the White Buffalo was born less than an hours drive from where I live. I have never had a dream about a white buffalo before nor seen one appear in my meditations either.
Not long after this experience, I facilitated a dream group during the Wesak Full Moon celebrating the birth of the Buddha who was foretold to be born to his mother by a dream of her being pregnant with a white elephant. We journeyed together as a group assisted by shamanic drumming to consciously connect with the presence of the white animals and the spiritual energies present during Wesak which celebrates his physical birth, spiritual rebirth and death of the Buddha.
What I take away from these waking and sleeping dream experiences is that it is time to shift awareness to connect with higher spiritual energies and shape shift my reality to embody the changes. I accept the message of my dream that “this is something I do all the time”.
I shall embrace the energy of transfiguration in my own life and celebrate the birth of that energy actually embodied in the white buffalo calf as part of the earth changes and spiritual energies now shape shifting our reality.
The Gifts of the White Animals
May the White Elephant bring the strength and wisdom of the Buddha and augur in an new age of spiritual enlightenment and compassion.
May the White Buffalo bring the presence of the great spirit and the wisdom of prophecy.
May the White Eagle fly to new heights of perception and clarity.
May the White Tiger bring her nurturing, playful and fierce spirit of love and protection.
May the White Lion bring depth of beauty and strength of heart and courage.
May the White Snake bring its energy of creativity and healing.
May the White Giraffe bring it’s ability to take risks and stick it’s neck out to reach the most delectable heights of success.
May the White Bear stand it’s ground and give support.
May the White Gorilla bring unbounded energy and the ability to speak out.
May the White Owl bring Wise council.
May the White Horse carry me with it’s noble spirit into dreaming.
This is a story from a dream I had recently, while up in the beautiful forests of Washington state. I was there attending a Dream Teacher Training with Robert Moss with dream teachers from across the area. We were able to perform a magical dream theater exploration together and open up the dialogue between the Dream Girl and the Green Man, and this is their story.
The Dream Girl and the Green Man
I am walking through the forest at night in my dreaming to be with the trees. I find that as I walk toward one tree it begins to become larger and grow taller, and taller, until I realize I have wondered into an enchanted forest. I too, grow in awareness with the tree and find myself growing very high into the sky. I look to the tree as we grow together and see that it has become a tree man with a face. I look down below and can see a tiny little me standing on the ground looking up at the magical tree. The Green Man calls out below, “Why are you so angry with me?” in a bellowing voice.
The little me is in a magical pink dress standing so very tiny under the giant tree and frightened by the loud angry voice of the Green Man. She is not aware of being angry toward the tree. She would like to know rather why the tree sounds so angry with her? She looks to her left, and finds a giant, magical, blue dragonfly ready to take her on a journey through the enchanted forest of her dreams, but she is too afraid. She does not feel safe in this place with the angry tree. My larger self tries to encourage her to take the risk and ride with the dragonfly, but she won’t budge. We decide to talk to the Green Man in order to get a bigger perspective on this dilemma. The little girl asks the Green Man, “Why do you sound so angry?” and he explains, “Because you humans are cutting down the forests and destroying my kind!” The little girl explains, “But I love trees, that is why I came to explore the forest in the middle of the night.” (When she should have been in bed.) She was glad she knew how to step out of her physical body asleep in her bed, and explore her world with her dreaming body and not get in any trouble. She did not expect the forest to be such a scary place. The forest has always been a safe and peaceful place where she has felt most at home in her waking life.
The Green Man tells the dream girl, “Please take your love of the trees out into the world and ask people to stop cutting down the trees!” She agrees to help, she does not want to see the trees go away, or the magic they hold. The Green Man asks, Are you ready to explore the enchanted forest on the giant dragonfly?” and she responds, “Yes! Definitely yes!” She climbs on the dragonfly’s back and takes off into the dark night sky. Her dreams will take her on countless adventures meeting with all manner of creatures inside the enchanted forest. The End.
Many wonderful dream teachers who came for the training are committed to help grow a dreaming community. This dream exhorts us all to seek out the magic of our dreams and become speakers for the Earth. Through dream sharing we can learn to share not only our dreams, but also how to share the Earth together.
At a recent Dream Healing workshop I was teaching in Grand Junction, Colorado, there were themes of heart and soul interwoven with the dreams shared. I incubated a healing dream while catching an afternoon nap, prior to giving a lecture that evening on the Healing Powers of Dreams.
“Bennu Bird” by Michelle Celebrielle
During my dreaming, I was gifted with the presence of a large white bird which flew overhead. I could clearly see the huge white wings until it landed on a tall tree upon bare branches. I looked closely at the face of the bird, noticing the streaks of black coming out from the eyes and long narrow feathers reaching out from the crown. I recognized it as the mysterious Benu bird of Egyptian myth, bringer of renewal and capable of retrieving and bringing forth the energy of soul. A wonderful ally to accompany our dream journeying for the weekend.
There were themes of the heart and relationships which presented themselves over and again from our group of dreamers. One participant shared a dream which was full of opposites and polarities which gave the opportunity to dance with each of the polarities represented in the dream. The dream was brought to life through the movement accompanied with the intent of each of the polarities. The dreamer was able to reach a resolve toward wholeness through the movement and integrate the separation of loss into complete freedom. The wings of the Benu Bird were flying through the dance at the end, to bring about healing liberation. Another young woman brought through a vision of seeing a possible love relationship which culminated in the couple riding off together on black and white horses. The dream also gave counsel and warned her of the need to be willing to wait and not hurry into the relationship.
A doctor who attended was eager to see how dreams could help her better care for her patients. She journeyed with two power animals, that of the cougar and the eagle which became one creature. She was on call during the whole workshop and was indeed living in two realms at once. The bringing together of these two animal protectors will help her to better navigate the challenges of her dual life.
The energy of relationship and the balance of opposites flowed throughout the day, and in the end, the feeling of connection was the gift, like the egg of the Benu bird in the tree of life, which promises renewal for the future.
The Benu Bird according to Egyptian mythology recounts the bird as a carrier of “Ba” or soul energy. The soul energy is able to leave the physical body and travel at will, something we can do nightly in our dreams. The Benu Bird is akin to the Phoenix and bringer of renewal which comes with each era. It is a rare occurrence to witness a Benu bird, as there is only one such bird in existence. The Benu bird has no mate but continues through self regeneration. It has the capacity to integrate both polarities of Masculine and Feminine into one being. It builds its nest in the tree of life, laying a single egg to break open a new era of soul. It was the song of the Benu bird which sang creation into being. The mysterious Benu Bird is a beautiful story of how, we may each give birth to ourselves and participate in this renewal of soul and spirit. Through this transformation of death and renewal, we can bring all parts of ourselves into wholeness as a way to help heal the past and bring about a brighter future for coming generations.
Included in this healing and to honor the Benu Bird, I offer this poem of prayer;
Dream of the Benu Bird
May we walk in beauty as we step upon the earth,
and sing our lives into being.
May our souls learn to soar as the Benu bird,
and dance awake our dreams.
May we bring about more balance in connection to each other,
the Earth we all share, and all the creatures upon it.
May we honor those who came before us,
and the gifts they have given.
May we remember where we came from,
and what we each came here to do.
May we honor and protect the children,
and future generations, through our actions today.
In my dreaming recently, I saw myself aboard a canoe following down a river. I hear a voice tell me, “The canoe is your life”. In the journey of my dream, I travel through many different levels of ceremony and initiation, one where I am at a higher level of awareness and I see two beautiful long citrine or amber crystals that appear to be power objects, like a kind of wand. I reach for one and then drop it as I hold it, as I couldn’t quite grasp it. I watch as it falls many levels below until it breaks at the bottom. I feel the loss of this, especially when I held in my hands ever so briefly. I then notice I have another wand waiting for me, which is easily accessible to my right, and I am now on much firmer footing. I do not try to pick it up just yet however, perhaps when I am ready. I will be more careful next time when reaching for the other one and the power it wields.
I later find myself in a ceremony where I am placing ceremonial objects in a line where others have already been laid. I notice that this is not the usual way I would place ceremonial objects to create an altar, usually it would be in a circle. I am laying them out this way because I am creating a path and including the properties I will bring with me.
I lay a red clay mask of a woman, along with other objects I have in my possession. I seem ready for the journey. I later find myself in a submarine where I am told, “This is for diving into your subconscious”. Ha! I enjoy the pun of my dream maker, of course a “sub” marine for journeying into the “sub”conscious. I like the help of this vehicle taking me deeper into the depths of my unconscious mind. EOD.
Upon reflecting on this dream, I recalled another dream of a canoe following a river from several months ago that held a deep message of healing and transformation.
Star Grandmother June 2010
I am given a task by a peace and justice community activist leader to go down to Central America and retrieve something. I take a canoe trip following a river all the way down to Nicaragua. I am on this journey alone. When I reach my destination, I find myself at a small village. I walk to a mountainside nearby made of volcanic rock and find an altar has been carved into the side of the mountain next to the ocean. Sitting inside the altar is what appears to be a blue star, that at one time was a starfish, but over time it has turned to stone. I look deeper into the starfish and discover it has a presence. I can see two tiny eyes looking back at me. I begin to talk to the starfish coaxing it back to life, saying sweet and loving things to the starfish. It begins to transform before my eyes into a living star and I call it grandmother. The grandmother wants to go with me wherever I go, and so I place her lovingly on my shoulder. I continue to talk to her saying sweet and loving things to her and my loving words transform her to become human once again. She eventually changes completely into a human and I am able to return her to her family. Her family is so happy and appreciative that she has returned. I feel a beautiful loving connection with the grandmother who I have helped nurture back to life and return her once again to her family and community. EOD
As I continue to follow the flow of these dreams in my life, I am reminded of another dream. It connects with the star grandmother from the dream above.
I am looking at several different classes that I would like to take, and going between the setting of each class already in progress. I am having a difficult time choosing which one I would like to participate in as I would like to take them all, but since they are all happening at the same time, this is not feasible.
Galaxies in my hands 11-7-10
I am looking at a choice between 4 different classes going on. I find myself in a class with a teacher and the class is being lead by her graduate students who are giving presentations. I find myself drawn into another class setting where I am with a man who is a guide that looks like he is perhaps Spanish with shoulder length dark hair, eyes and skin tone. He is showing me what appears to me to be a keystone or some kind of marker for a path to follow as one would see on a pilgrimage. I feel strongly drawn the follow him on this journey and so I choose this as my path of learning. I return to the other class briefly before departing to speak with my teacher. I am told that she is already gone, and her students are there cleaning up the class room after giving their presentations. They tell me my teacher was very disappointed that I did not come to the class. I feel a tinge of disappointment myself, but then look down at my hands and see there are stars and galaxies shining in the palms of my hands. I exclaim, look! I have galaxies in my hands!
I then turn around to see a projector which is shining the image on the back of my head at the nape of my neck. I at first doubt the experience as being just and image reflected on a projector, but then realize there is more than that going on, it is shining outward through my third eye and also reflected onto the palm of my hands. I am in awe! EOD
These dreams all speak to me of a spiritual quest and learning from mistakes made as well as choosing the teachers and paths along the way. They also speak to me of retrieving that which has been lost and also a sense of destiny, not only for self but for the greater good. May we each follow the rivers of our lives, where we may find our most beautiful dreams come true.
In a dream from just the other night, I encountered the Goddess Persephone. She offered me a Pomegranate which she held in her hands and told me. “If you never open the Pomegranate you can not plant the seed and the tree will never grow.” She then took a single seed from the open Pomegranate and planted it from which a beautiful tree grew tall, full and strong like magic. EOD
This dream is rich with meaning and nourishment as is the Pomegranate. In this time of the year as we edge toward the winter solstice and the turning of the wheel from the harvest of Autumn to the cold dark days of Winter, it is the season when Persephone makes her journey into the darkness of the underworld. She will make her ascent and return during the season of spring when all things come to life and begin to grow once again.
During the season of Winter and the descent into the darkness of the underworld, there are opportunities for growth to come from within. This call from Persephone to break open the hard shell which surrounds the deep juicy fruits inside is a kind of death of the protective hard shell and an opening of the heart and soul. The seeds planted will grow to provide more fruits and opportunities for growth, as well as a path to travel in dreams toward the upper realms.
The Return of Persephone by Frederic Leighton
In the Myth of Persephone’s abduction by Hade’s into the underworld her Mother Demeter, Goddess of the Harvest, is devastated by the loss of her maiden daughter. She searches the earth for her daughter and becomes forlorn by her loss and refuses to bring the sun to grow anything upon the earth. Finally, her father Zeus is persuaded to bring his daughter back from the depths of the underworld where she sits as queen alongside Hades over the souls of the dead.
Zeus sends Hermes to go and bring her back but before he is able to do so Persephone eats the seeds of the pomegranate and is destined by the fates to stay in the underworld. Hermes manages to negotiate a time settlement where she is able to serve part of her time on earth but must return for a portion of the time to reign as queen of the underworld alongside Hades. It is agreed, and Hermes returns her to her awaiting mother goddess Demeter, bringing the return of spring and the end of winter.
“Eclipsed Moon” photo credit Martin Pugh
The Winter Solstice honors the descent into the longest night of the year and celebrates the hope of renewal and the return of the Sun as is portrayed in the myth of Persephone. This year the Winter Solstice will shine under the light of the full moon and also be brought in with a lunar eclipse that will at its apex appear like a giant pomegranate in the sky. In the spirit of Persephone, I honor this time of year with remembering loved ones who have passed into the realm of the underworld where Persephone sits as Queen. I will celebrate the hope of the return of the light, just as Hermes served as guide to Persephone to help her return to bring about the season of planting seeds. Before the return though, the winter season of breaking open is upon us , an opening to bring about change and transformation and growth. May your Winter Solstice be juicy and heartfelt!
Dreams call out to us in the night showing us a possible future, crossroads past and timeless sacred pathways. We can look into sacred libraries of remembering to discover our sacred contract for our life purpose. Dreams bring us in contact with healing energies that restore a sense of wholeness and well being. They can introduce us to our creative communities where we may dream our brightest dreams and grow them in the waking world. Dreams help us remember who we are, why we have come here and the people with whom we may share our journey. Spiritual and creative gifts are often revealed to us in dreams. If we have the courage to go beyond our limited self concepts and explore the potential that dreams offer, then we are indeed ready to receive the gifts of dreaming.
The Gift
In a dream not long ago, I encountered an invisible guide who sat beside me. My guide held my hand and was showing me the paths written there in the lines on my palm. I was shown a large “W” shape across my palm made from the lines on my hand and was told “this is your gift, you know how to move energy”. The “W” shape was an indication of being a magical person, or a “W”hite “W”itch. I was then shown two vertical lines running parallel down the center of my palm in which small w’s were streaming one after the other as this universal energy was pouring into my palms which could then also be directed outwardly. Suddenly, aware I was dreaming, I began to wonder what I could do with this gift in the palms of my hands. I considered the fact that I already do healing work and have been an energy healer for many years. I was then shown in the dream a possible path as a successful writer on book tours. I saw a yellow palm card advertising the date of my next book signing. EOD
It strikes me that the universal flow of energy is that which is beneficial on many levels. The hands touch everything in our world allowing us to give and receive energy that is loving, sustaining, creative, nurturing and healing. They provide us ways to communicate through writing, gesture and touch. The image of the hands being a sacred portal to the divine is truly a gift worth receiving and learning more about the ways the hands may serve in the flow of this energy into my life and relationships, our community and world.
I am now on a path of exploring the book I have glimpsed in dreaming. In this writing, I am sending my RSVP to the universe! I accept the invitation to write this book. I only need to let the “w”‘s flow in the universal stream of energy and send them back out onto the page.
I am in a dark mountain cave where the light of my soul hovers above dark waters. I see a white tiger emerge from the mountain and sit by the side of the water looking into the darkness. The water surface is covered with a dark, thick, sludge and a being crawls out of the water, its body covered in sludge. The tiger looks at the sludge covered creature and turns her head away, wanting nothing to do with it. The white tiger finally decides to jump into the water, and the contrast of her beautiful white fur against the deep darkness in the water is amazing to see. The tiger is a powerful swimmer and moves swiftly through the dark waters until it reaches a place of murky astral waters, where many spirits are floating. The tiger continues to swim through the murky waters of spirits until the water begins to clear and she is now swimming in the clear open sea. She finally emerges on another shore with a rope in her mouth from which she is pulling a boat from deep within the ocean waters onto the shore. Inside the boat is a woman dressed in gold trimmed and maroon colored vestments and wearing a regal shaped head dress. On the shore of the beach is a small girl of about 7 with blond hair and fair features, who runs toward the boat ecstatic to see the new visitors.
The dream shifts, and now I am back inside the mountain cave with the white tiger and the black covered creature still lying beside the sludge pond. The white tiger moves toward the creature and begins to wash it. As the tiger continues washing, it reveals the creature is actually the small girl who was seen running on the beach. The child now lays her head on the huge strong arm of the white tiger as she is lovingly being cleaned, nurtured and restored by her new protector. EOD
I returned from this experience deeply moved by what I had seen and how deeply I felt it inside my being. I understood it to be a soul retrieval, however it did not feel as though it were connected to me individually. I was later to find part of this story unfold in pictures which were shared with me from a friend and teacher who was in Kyrgyzstan at the time. She was participating in the lighting of the Sacred Fire Ceremony of Uluu Ot where indigenous elders from around the globe had gathered to light the sacred fire on the Summer Solstice under the full moon. I looked through the her pictures of the ceremony and found myself staring back at the woman dressed in traditional dress who was an Altai Medicine Woman. She was dressed just as the woman I had encountered in my dream vision who came riding onto shore in the boat pulled by the White Tiger. I thought about the dream and decided to share it with my friend to see what she thought. She was able to confirm my experience and told me that the mountains of the Uluu Ot are known as Tien Shen, home to the Snow Leopard. During the Uluu Ot ceremony, the Altai Medicine Woman I had seen in dreaming and also a Japanese Medicine Woman, both individually reported seeing the spirit of a young girl dancing around the fire. They realized she had been murdered and her soul wanted to be part of the ceremony. According to the hosts of the ceremony, a genocidal event occurred on the grounds where the ceremony had taken place. The story goes that while 100’s of men’s bodies were being buried, a young girl came upon the scene. They murdered her too and threw her in the grave along with the other bodies. She was remembered in this ceremony and her soul retrieved.
According to this account, I was connecting in my dream with the Uluu Ot ceremony going on the very same day in Kyrgyzstan, and the soul of this child was restored during the lighting of the sacred fire. She continues to be held and protected by the spirit of the White Tiger. I give thanks the White Tiger and all of my relations and teachers who share their connection with me in dreaming and the waking world. We are all connected and part of a larger story. I am grateful to participate in this journey of healing the past, while healing the earth.
The Dark Moon, Dark Dreams group which met on the New Moon, July 11th, was a lively group which gathered on the shores of White Rock lake in Dallas, Texas. The evening began as I unloaded my car in preparation for the group to meet, when two boys of about 11 or 12 began jumping around the area where I intended to set up. The boys were jumping over the area where I had begun creating the altar, and I gently let them know they would have to take their games elsewhere. They said, “Yes Ma’am” and politely left, only to return moments later with several other friends who gathered around and sat on the edge of a wall watching me continue to build the altar.
I proceeded to introduce myself to each of them shaking their hands and began asking them about their favorite kind of dream. One boy smiled and said “I like dreams where I have super powers!” I agreed, saying “Those are my favorite dreams too!” I then asked, “What is your favorite super power?” to which he responded, “I like flying dreams!” Everyone agreed as we continued around in our game of dream sharing. I invited the boys to stay for the remainder of our group but they were about to leave in a few minutes. I invited to them join us for our next group on the Full Moon if they would like to learn how to do all kinds of amazing things in their dreams. Perhaps I will see them again at our circle, or possibly traversing the dreamscape!
Our scheduled group began to arrive and once the ethics for dreamsharing were discussed we could create a safe space for sharing by prefacing any feedback with “if this were my dream”. This gives both the dreamer and the dream the proper listening and response, rather than any one person becoming the expert on any one else’s dream. The dreams shared by group members brought a deep discussion about the subject of healing dreams and dreaming with the departed. It was the perfect preface to the planned shared group dream excursion to do a conscious dream journey for the purpose of healing the oceans in response to the ongoing oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. The discussion with the energetic group of young boys about dreaming super powers also seemed a fitting preface to the dream excursion we were about to embark on together!
I explained to the group the intention for our conscious dream journey aided by the sound of the drum, and gave the conditions for returning once the journey was concluded. I told a story of a recent visit to an artist’s studio who was creating a large beautiful painting of a mother Manatee and her baby. As I watched her work on the painting in her studio, I told her that I often dream of Manatees and how worried I am about their welfare being in the midst of the oil spill in the Gulf. My new artist friend told me that was why she was painting the Manatees because she was worried about their safety, and also because her husband was there in the Gulf helping to clean up the oil spill. She pleaded with me to send positive vibrations and mediations of healing for the creatures in the ocean. I told her I had recently incubated a dream intention to find a way to solve the oil leak in the Gulf. I dreamt of being taken deep down into the bottom of the Ocean by a blue whale where I was dropped off to stand on a cluster of huge quartz crystals from whence the sound of beautiful celestial sounding music began to emanate. I believe the Whale was showing me the solution seemed to lie in sending out a powerful vibration of healing for the ocean and its creatures. It was from this dream experience that I asked the circle of moon dreamers to embark on a conscious dream journey for the purpose of healing the ocean and stopping the oil leak in the Gulf of Mexico.
The dreamers each brought back powerful experiences of connecting with power animals and ocean creatures who guided them in healing the ocean. One woman worked with the elements in her dream to bring about healing through the forces of nature with a tornado which caused a whirlpool causing the centrifugal force to move the oil downward back into the earth. Another dreamer also worked with the ocean but was aware of healing needed all around the world and worked on sending out energy through the earth energy grid with the assistance of 4 different power animals from each direction to bring healing to the areas most in need. Another dreamer brought through a powerful diamond energy through her crown and heart chakras sending out healing energy to the ocean. She also spoke of hearing a powerful sound during the dream excursion and wanted to send out the sound she heard but was concerned of disturbing the other dreamers. A group member suggested we end the group with the call of our collective voices to honor the call heard by her fellow dreamer. We all turned and sent out loudly our collective inner voice which wanted to be sent. In response, a group of geese nearby who had gathered at the lake shore sent out their loud calls to us. A fitting conclusion to this lively circle of dreamers. The headline news today of the Deep Water Horizon Oil leakage being temporarily stopped and capped on July 14th, brings a wonderful affirmation for the efforts of this circle of conscious dreamers. If you would like to participate in growing a dream community join us by the lake on the full moon Sunday, July 25th for the next gathering of Moon Beams and Moon Dreams at the Stone Circle at White Rock Lake.
Valley Reed is a certified dream teacher and leads dream groups and classes for both young people and adults on Dreaming at Chrysalis Healing Arts in Dallas, Texas. For class descriptions and workshop registration information visit www.chrysalishealingarts.org
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