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Dreams Bidden or Unbidden

Pondering how dreams are sent and by whom? From where or when does my dreamweaver originate? What archetype, what oracle, what memory, what future, what life lived before, what ancestor, what spirit, what soul longing or loss?

When we let the thread of our dreams wrap hold of us we may find the location at the other end spinning a dream as part of the tapestry of the world story, or a galactic birth, or a far memory of the stories held in our bones. The Mothers divining fates past, present, and future, have always been rooted in the Earth Mother, from whose powers the oracle speaks and the threads of fate are spoken, interwoven with the story of the dream of the world. We are always dreaming, and connected to the web of multidimensional reality by the threads of time.

Unbidden

In 2009, I attended a dream conference in Chicago on Listening to the Earth Dreaming. I presented a workshop on Dream Way-finding and while there had this dream unbidden.

Crystal Star Goddess

In my dream, I hear a knock on the door of my hotel room, and get up from my bed and answer the door. I do not realize I am dreaming until I open the door to see in the doorway is a quartz crystal the size of the door, as a portal from another world, through which a beautiful goddess came through and stood before me. She wore a translucent light blue veil loosely over her head, and an eight pointed blue star design shown on her forehead. She held in her hands a crystal spiral which she gave to me, and in the other hand a crystal skull, which she placed in my other hand. This part of the dream repeated three times, so I would know this was real and meant to be. I accepted her gifts and she turned and stepped back through the portal. I received her unbidden mysterious gifts, wondering where they may lead me, or what gifts may unfold.

In Sumerian, Inanna means Queen of Heaven. She was known as daughter of the Moon, and morning or evening star as Venus. Her symbol is the eight pointed star.

Her initiation as high priestess is not complete until she can give up her stations of wealth and power, as she makes the journey into the underworld through seven gateways where she must release more and more of herself at each gateway and surrender to meet her death presided over by Sister Ereshkigal, Queen of the underworld.

From the Great Above, she opened her ear to the Great Below.

From the Great Above, the goddess opened her ear to the Great Below.

From the Great Above, Inanna opened her ear to the Great Below. (Kramer, Wolkstein, pg. 52).

Previous to attending the conference, I had a dream of seeing myself as a huge presence on the Earth.

Earth Guardian

I am a huge Earth Goddess sitting on a labyrinth, and my body is partially submerged. My Womb carries the design of the Labyrinth, and holds this ancient wisdom within the Earth, where my womb is also submerged. The labyrinth can also be seen on the Earth surface.

I heard a voice say, “You are an Earth Guardian”. Now, fully embodied in this huge Earth Goddess form, I can see sitting across from me a beautiful Sun God in the form of Apollo, with a golden face and bronze body that glistens like the Sun. I notice Apollo is attracted to me and moving in my direction. When he does this, he begins to move the wheel of time. I move with the wheel of the Seasons and gently tell him, no not like this. Indicating he must follow the spiral path for himself and go deeper to uncover his own mysteries, he cannot take for himself Wisdom held by the Earth Mother. I was able to guard the path of women’s wisdom held in the womb, as an Earth Guardian.

“Earth confounded the Apollonian cult by sending up dreams which revealed unto the cities of mortals the past, and the future. She brought forth the peoples of the dream, and all the tribes of Vision“. (pg. 292 Dashu)

Temple of Delphi

Bidden

Dreams of intention invite energies of Heaven and Earth, across Time and Space. These are dreams we invoke the numinous energies to visit. These are dreams we invite in to revisit dreams from before. These are dreams where we may stalk the past, or the future, with animal spirits, or connect with departed loved ones. These are dreams where we can have a travel plan for where we will go, who or what we may encounter, and what we may do when we get there.

I had heard a description of the Spirit of the Soul described by Michael Meade on his podcast Mosaic Voices, where he describes the Spirit of the Soul as a unique inner spirit or genius that life’s calling is meant to awaken. This had me curious to incubate a dream to learn about the spirit of my Soul. When I incubated my dreaming intention, the dream I had bidden, came through.

Spirit of my Soul

I see an entire wall covered in red roses, and standing before it was a nun wearing light blue and white habit. I was somewhat put off by this religious image, and told her, “You must be so disappointed in me.” Since my orientation is pagan, and animist, and which the Catholic church had burned women for being. My orientation was more as a wild woman, not devoted to a spiritual Icon or Christian beliefs.

The dream I had called upon reminded me of several past unbidden dreams I had over the years sharing my connection to the Mary Mysteries as part of my Soul Origin story. On the day of Annunciation I dreamed of the Virgin Mary, and she showed me her birthing grotto, and told me she would birth four children there, and would be staying here until she had birthed all four.

As a young woman, I encountered the Virgin in a dream where I was in California and saw it was snowing over the Ocean. I stood on a group of boulders overlooking the Bay, in order to gain a better look. It was then she approached and grabbed my arm and wrote symbols in red. One was a crescent with a dot in the center, and the other symbol was two slanted lines, close together.

I asked her who she was and what she was doing, and the Virgin, said, “I am Mary, and here to protect you” I jerked back my arm from her hold, and proclaimed, “I don’t need protection” and she said, “Yes you do”.

As a young Mother, I had a dream with Jesus as a young man, and he held a book in his hands with a dark blue cover. He spoke French when he talked to me and handed me the ancient book also written in French. I asked him to speak in English, since I don’t speak French, and he said, I don’t speak English. I took from him the book he offered, and then heard a booming voice carried across the ages, as the voice of God said, “You originated in the age of the Christos, you were among the Cult of Magdalena.”

This dream came to me sometime in the 90’s when the internet was new, and before books or films like the DaVinci Code, or the countless groups now devoted to Mary Magdalene. Having read many of these books about Mary Magdalene now, I was always left with a deep sense of remembering, and also grieving the loss of the divine sacred feminine.

In 2017, I lead a group of dreamers to journey through the portal of a painting of Mary Magdalene. Inspired by a bidden dream journey I did in collaboration with her. My intent was to ask her guidance to reveal what she wishes to be done to bring forth her energy. She revealed a group ritual, in creating a space resembling a grotto in the underground space of a cultural arts center over looking a lake. We transformed the underground space to look as revealed in the journey, featuring the painting of the Magdalene. Some who attended the gathering had been to the actual grotto sites for Mary Magdalene in France, and reflected the experience we created together, was much like the pilgrimage site. My vision of the journey I guided by the sound of the drum, showed the Magdalene coming through the portal of the painting and walking among us. A golden light from the sunset covered the painting just as the journey began. When the Magdalene moved through the portal she was surrounded by golden light which she blessed on the head of each participant as she walked through the space and walked out onto the water surface following the path of gold light unto the horizon as the Sun went down and the sky exploded into a blazing red sunset. In closing the ritual, we all gathered before the waters edge with red roses in hand and did a closing ritual with offering rose petals to the water as prayers of grace and gratitude.

This dream incubation of the Spirit of the Soul, stirs my unique spiritual essence to join with the deeper wishes of the soul to create spaces for healing, guidance, and wisdom that allows for the mysteries of the deep feminine to be remembered and revealed.

Sources

Dashu, Max. “Women in Greek Mythology, Pythias, Melissae and Titanides, Secret History of Witches Vol. II Book I. Velda Press, 2023.

Kramer, Samuel Noah; Wolkstein, Di ane. “Inanna, Queen of Heaven and Earth.” Harper Perennial, 1983.

The Alchemy of the Rose

By Valley Reed

“Mystery glows in the rose bed and the secret is hidden in the rose,” wrote the twelfth-century Persian alchemist Farid ud-din Attar.

Last Summer I was introduced, through a mutual friend, to a woman named Cindy Leinweber, who was seeking me out because I am a shamanic dreamer, and teach people how to dream consciously. She invited me to come and see her private collection of visionary art paintings. I was really taken in by the cosmic energy I felt coming through the paintings and the energy I felt in my body as I viewed them. Waves of heat were coming from my body. When I returned home afterwards, I felt like I was having some kind of heat stroke, where I could not stop sweating and my body temperature was having trouble regulating itself. Drinking water and laying down for a bit seemed to do the trick eventually.

Shortly after this meeting, the very next day, I was off to New Mexico and had the opportunity to visit with the artist, James Jereb at his studio at Star Dreaming Ranch near Santa Fe, New Mexico, and talk to him about his paintings, and how they have played into his spiritual journey. It was a phenomenal experience filled with synchronicity and mystery. He told me the paintings are portals of esoteric magic and hold great energies of transformation and healing. We talked about Star Portals, and Synchronicity, Travel to Sacred Sites, and Spiritual Awakening. He told me people come to visit these paintings sometimes and pass out from the energies they hold. I said it was sad that people were having these awakening experiences, but they don’t remember them. I told him I can help with that, because I teach people how to wake up and dream. He was very enthused at the prospect of people journeying through the portals of these cosmic paintings consciously, to have their own direct experience. 

When I returned from my trip, Cindy invited me to gather a small group of friends at her place, and lead a conscious shamanic group dream journey, through the portal of one of the paintings. While guiding our group, an interesting experience unfolded for me during the drumming.

Three Tears

I immediately felt a physical tear come from my right eye, and then saw three black teardrops flow into the dreaming. I somehow “knew” the 3 tears, were specifically referencing a certain painting. I looked down at my feet and saw a mass of writhing, black snakes. I welcomed their healing power and wisdom. I searched in my mind’s eye for the painting with the three teardrops, but I could not find it anywhere among us. I then found myself stepping through the red portal of life, vibrantly alive like a heartbeat. As I stepped through the red portal, I looked down and saw both of my arms and hands, had turned to gold. 

When the journey ended, and I shared my experience of the three teardrops, Cindy told me she has another painting with three teardrops, but it is not at her house. It is located in Baja California! 

“Negredo” by James Jareb

She showed me the painting in a photo, and I discovered it was called “Negredo” and the first stage of Alchemy. The painting has 13 red roses, some of which show 3 tears dropping from their petals. I was told the painting was about the dark night of the soul. I understood in my journey, this was true on a collective level for us all at this point and time. On a personal level, it was a time in my life, I had been experiencing many painful losses, and lots of changes over the last three years.

 

Not long after guiding the portal painting journey, I had this dream. 

3 Groups of 3 Red Roses

I am taking the long view in my dream, looking back over important times in my life, where three groups of three red roses showed up as a rights of passage or initiation. Each group of three red roses, were a turning point in my life, and roses played an important part of the story both literally and metaphorically. I am now aware that I am entering the last three roses of my lifespan. I see the first of three, present itself before me. I am looking at a red rose, the same size as me, hovering before me, like a portal into another world.  

I was truly taken by this dream, which made me feel as though my life has a hidden design, and I am on the right path, and ready to enter into the mystery of the red rose consciously, as it is large enough to encompass my entire being. I feel the presence of the Goddess in this initiation of the rose, and a deep and abiding love.

I was recently reading a book called “Fate and Destiny” by Mythologist, Michael Meade, and came across an idea he described, which I found both resonate and intriguing. He described what he called “the spirit of the soul” and I had never quite heard it described that way. I decided I wanted to meet the spirit of my soul. I incubated a dream intention, “I want to know the spirit of my soul”.  

The Spirit of My Soul 

I see a nun wearing a habit, colored in light blue and white. Behind her is a background filled with red blooming roses. 

I was wholly shocked in finding this connection to the spirit of my soul, and felt that she must be really disappointed with me, since I had long ago given up following traditional paths of religion. I couldn’t shake this image especially the red roses behind her. I decided to look more deeply into the colors of her habit in baby blue and white. I found it to mean she was devoted to the Marion Mysteries.    

The Spirit of the Rose

The Rose has long been showing up for me in dreams, and waking life. When I reflect on my dream of the 3 groups of 3 of roses, in the scope of my lifespan, I began to ask myself, where have roses actually shown up at crucial junctures in my life? 

1986 – The Rose Girl (Maiden) 

When I was in my mid 20’s, I suddenly lost my job working for a commercial real estate firm, when they declared bankruptcy and closed their doors during the Savings and Loan scandal and recession during the 80’s. I had no notice to prepare my finances, and nothing saved for a rainy day, and so I had to find work where I could, and ended up working as a rose girl, selling roses in bars around Dallas. I made ample money to pay my rent, and that was my goal. One night I had a dream that saved my life. 

I dreamed that I was selling roses in a country western bar called “Belle Star” and as I walked past the front door, a man came through and began shooting. I was shot in the neck and fell to the ground dead, surrounded by blood, and roses spread everywhere.

 I woke from the dream terrified, and felt I had witnessed my own death. I decided to call in sick to work, afraid I might meet my own death if I went in that night. I was told I had the best route, and I would make lots of money. They did not have time to cover my shift, and if I didn’t come into work, they would fire me.  They gave me my shift schedule, and where I would be at what times. When I realized Belle Star was on my route, I knew for sure I could not go to work. My ex-husband at the time, convinced me I was being silly, and it was “just a dream” and plus we needed the money. I decided not to go and listened instead to my dream. I was fired from my job, and my ex-husband shamed me for being so irresponsible. I felt like a loser. The next day, on the front page of the newspaper, was a story of a man who had gone to “Belle Star” that very night, during the time I was scheduled to be there, and shot 3 people. I felt it was incredible, that I had dreamt of a possible future, and been able to avert my own death by taking action based on my dream. I felt there must be a reason I was given this information, and so I began to try and learn everything I could about dreams, and share that with others. It was a fate that set me on the path of eventually becoming a dream teacher.

2002 – Three Tiered Fountain of Roses (Mother)

When I was in my 40’s I was a newly divorced, single mother raising 2 children, and I was trying to start my life a new. I was relatively new as a licensed massage therapist, and began to discover how difficult it was for me to practice, because memories of childhood sexual abuse kept surfacing. I was in the middle of a healing crisis of my own, and not able to fully be there for others. I had begun to volunteer for a non-profit organization that was advocating peace, as we were heading toward war with Iraq. I found that I was a natural at organizing events and fundraising, and I was offered a job there in a new position they had created as Assistant Director. I was not expecting such an opportunity, and so I decided to sleep on it, and see if this position was right for me. In response to my question, “should I take the job?” I had this dream.

I see a three tiered water fountain, with red rose petals floating on each level. 

I woke from the dream really surprised by what I saw, but felt it was a very soulful and spiritual image and felt it was a sign I was meant to take the job. I did end up taking the position and soon after, they held an announcement party, to introduce me to the members of the organization as the new Assistant Director. I walked into the old brick building located in East Dallas, and there in the atrium of the building, was a three tiered concrete fountain, with red rose petals floating on each level. I knew I was in the right place, because I it was exactly like my dream.

The Portal of the Rose

So now I stand before the single Red Rose from my dream, about to enter the final path of my destiny, in connection with Mary Magdalene. The mysterious magical paintings are stories which continue to unfold, and clearly have me stepping more deeply into the Alchemy of the Rose. 

 

Cindy and I dreamed into the portal of the Mary Magdalene painting to see what wanted to come through, and she shared with me a vision of a public event she wanted us to organize. I saw it would be at the Bath House basement at on the shores of White Rock Lake, at sunset, and that it would take place as the sun drew a path of golden light across the lake and into the basement of the bath house where the painting would be placed in a small intimate space to resemble a lagoon. The sunlight reflecting on the painting would activate the energies of Mary Magdalene. We set up the space as directed and invited a select group of my students to participate. 30 people arrived for the event, and the sunlight shown on the painting just as I had dreamed. The journey began with my drumming for our group in inviting them to enter through the portal of the painting, or perhaps for Mary Magdalene, to come through to us. I saw the painting light up in gold, and she stepped through the portal into the sacred space we had created together. She walked through the crowd touching the head of each participant with golden light. She then moved out on the path of the golden sun across the lake and activated a portal of energy now held in the lake. We ended the evening watching the sky turn pink and purple and offering prayers of beauty with red rose petals that had been brought to honor Mary Magdalene. 

The Magdalene by James Jereb