July 5, 2015 Spirit Dream
I’m just going to hit the highlights and not worry about
details where they’re unnecessary.
I’m at a party like the one we attended last night at
Michelle’s house for Independence Day. Lots of people, abundance galore. In my
dream, there was an indoor pool. Sammi was there. I had her in the deep end
with me, and she wanted to go to the shallow end. She was scared.[i]
I wasn’t sure which direction was the shallow end, but I found my feet and
walked that direction with her in my arms and my head barely above the water. The
only way I could tell where to go was by feeling with my feet.[ii]
We got there to the shallow end and I noticed a man in the crowded pool. I did
not notice him at first but his actions became harder and harder to ignore. He
was dressed in some kind of costume, a skin tight thing that made him look like
a burn victim. Skin falling off, etc. He had a creature with him, like a
ventriloquist puppet but it was far less human. The mothers and the children
were becoming concerned and scared. This was his intent. In manner he was like
one of those insanely tattooed punk rockers that seem to act obnoxious for
attention. Sammi was getting scared. The party was over and as people were
concerned and I was nearby, I ended up escorting him to the door, away from the
party. It was Shane Haller, once a member of the Church and in my dream he was
recently out of prison. He was evil in my dream.[iii]
I watched him descend the stairs to the parking lot in the dark (it was night)
and he looked back at me. He wanted to get back at me somehow. I was worried
for my car a bit but I turned my back and went back in.
Joe Luker met me inside. He saw what had happened and could
see Shane looking at me from behind me. I said, “is he still looking at me?” He
looked past me and said he was. I said, “.357?” with a smile. And to my
surprise, Joe pulled one out of his waistband.[iv]
We smiled and went back to join the party.
Matty was in the party too, but more in the background,
almost a silent presence until now. There were gifts celebrating the 4th
of July all over. Copious wrapping paper, discarded from gifts of candy,
useless trinkets. It was all going to be burned in a huge indoor fireplace.[v]
Something caught my eye in the windows to the West.[vi]
I went outside on a deck and there were three huge eagles flying towards me.
They were connected somehow, almost like one,[vii]
but the closer they got, I could see they were separate. The middle one was
coming right for me, talons extended, backlit by the setting sun. His size and
his demeanor were serious. His talons were aimed at my chest, my heart. I don’t
think he hit me, but he might have. He certainly came very close.[viii]
I could see there were bald eagles everywhere in the sky.
I ran inside and called for Matty. He came out and sure
enough, eagles were all over the sky. We went out to the east,[ix]
where the parking lot had been and there was now a field, hoping to see more
sky. In the field were a bunch of owls,[x]
even though it was only afternoon now. I started counting them. I counted
eight.[xi]
When I counted eight, a large owlet came screaming at me from my left. He was
just as big as the full-grown owls but in down.[xii]
I reached out to see if I could snatch some down from him but clumsily knocked
a stick into him as he scurried off. I was disappointed but the stick had some
sap on it and there was a feather. I almost destroyed it getting it off.[xiii]
Almost as an afterword in the dream, I saw two feathers nearly
destroyed but growing back somehow. Someone out of view was telling me they would grow back.[xiv]
[i] I
feel this represents my inner feelings of failing Sammi.
[ii]
Paying attention to my body will get me out of deep water. It is the only thing
that will do this.
[iii]
Former member of my association with the Church. Shane was one of those guys
that came from an active family but that was never fully active. Seldom came.
Instead he was a construction worker, redneck type. As I write this, it occurs
to me that he may be me in my dream, although I was far more active, at least
outwardly, and believed with all my heart that I believed strongly.
[iv]
Joe has my back.
[v]
The worthless nature of the things that make most people happy. Illustrated so
well by my experiences last night as well as in my dream. It’s all going to be
burned.
[vi]
Uh oh.
[vii]
Possibly me, Matty and Joe, at least at one point in the dream.
[viii]
Sun Dance… Eagle dancing. Possibly in the west.
[ix]
East: for me, a direction of power, of change, of newness.
[x]
Death, change. Of my main power animals, owl is one of them. Cougar/jaguar,
bear also show up.
[xi]
Taking this number as a signature of Creator, a stamp of authenticity in the
dream. 8: eternal.
[xii]
New and scared. Hmm… might be Heather?
[xiii]
Yep. Could easily be Heather.
[xiv]
Possibly relationship?
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