My Place, My Home
In the Dream,
Walking around and around in various neighborhoods, walking inside houses and searching for “my place- my home.” In my search I come to a place that is outside of the city. In the woods I am surrounded by large trees and this feels warm and where I feel at home, I smile. Out of nowhere a vast stretch of highway appears and huge noisy trucks full of timber speed along it. The beauty starts to disappear as more muddy roads appear used to haul lumber. Part of the highway is on a bridge that goes over an impossibly high gorge with water flowing beneath. I watch as one of the trucks begins to cross over this bridge in the muddy conditions. Then I find myself a passenger inside the cab of this huge lumber truck. It is moving to fast for the conditions and skids on the mud alarmingly losing control.
I can feel the fear in the pit of my belly rise as we slide in slow motion towards the railing. The truck slams into railing and over we go. I am watching myself trapped in the cab in this nightmare become reality with no seeming way out. I am going to die. The fear in my mind of the final crash is so intense I do not realize that for awhile we have been falling in slow motion and I am screaming and screaming all the way down for what seems like forever…when I realize hmm this is taking longer than I thought. I am able to come back to my senses and think well I have time to give thanks for my life so close my eyes and give thanks for everything I can think of. I open my eyes noticing the crash never comes.
I see that now I am back in neighborhoods and again my search for “my place” in the world is on. Now I feel a sense of urgency that was not there before. Quickly wandering from house to house nothing feels quite right. I am now getting frantic in my search, feeling lost and scared that maybe I will not find my place. One house in particular I enter and it almost feels right I walk to the center of the home and the is a large circular desk my Mother sits in the center and she is the administrative head of the house. She knows what I am feeling and gives me direction, then she says “Oh and for goodness sakes, if you are going to do something make it worth doing and would you PLEASE call me back I have called you five times already!”
Feeling heartened by this connection with The Mother I continue on going room to room voices begin to fill my head and I turn round a corner and see the front door. Unsure I pause and again I hear my Mother’s voice …” yes, go – you belong in Nature.” I reach the handle and open the door…warm golden rays of sunlight engulf me – Trees shake in a light breeze with thousands of brilliant emerald green leaves. Any doubt, fear, feelings of being lost or not finding my place dissolve.
There is a body of water in the distance surrounded by black shinning lava rocks. Mesmerized I watch the flat surface of what I now realize is the ocean. Wind blows over the surface and makes ripples though now I see it is something alive within the water that makes the surface break and these are large things. I see one that is gigantic and made of what looks like polished black Obsidian, it is a whale under the water as it breaks the surface I see it has changed into a an enormous Black Madonna. There are sounds of deep rumblings like crocodiles the sounds of devourers. The water seems a bit unfriendly now, I want to back away from the shoreline but I am transfixed watching the living water. I am magnetized to move into the water though my rational mind says no.
I see little heads of something in the water….eels? I keep walking into the water deeper and deeper past my knees, my belly, my breasts and throat. I don’t know what is going to happen and I surrender to that. I close my eyes and begin to sing, my voice is full rich harmonious and sonorous. The sound emanating from me becomes bigger than me, more than me. Now my voice has lifted into a chorus of many rising in a crescendo. The words ” Ah Lai Sulle – Ah Lai Sulle” emerge from my lips and from everywhere and nowhere. The invisible chorus joins in – the sound vibrates through everything. I am informed without asking what the words mean ” I want your gentle touch.” At this moment the eels I had seen earlier emerge from the depths and ever so gently align themselves under my body and float me gently in the warm ocean water…Watsu by eels! I am completely in surrender to receive this gift. Once we are complete they ever so gently carry me over and through the water and place me back on land. I wake up a smile on my lips with a deep feeling of peace and the song still resounding through me.
Ah Lai Sulle Ah Lai Sulle Ah Lai Sulle – I want your gentle touch.
I offer this dream at this time as I feel our planet, ourselves, everything could benefit from being gentle. Slow down, surrender, breathe and receive. Be gentle in your interactions, thoughts, words, deeds. Touch with gentleness, kindness. Surrender in order to receive.
In this dream for myself, the energy of The Great Mother is reminding us of our deep connection to Nature. She reminds us to go outside and connect to the natural forces and beauty available in every moment. When we feel disconnected, ungrounded, overwhelmed by feelings or fears we can simply open the door step outside, reconnect, ground and presence ourselves. Nature can help us attune to our heart’s wisdom and through simple resonance assists us in slowing down to perceive what is real. We can all be loving gentle stewards for our precious planet and for ourselves.
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