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This is not my first elephant dream, but the second.
The first was long, amazing, epic and powerful. I have written about it here.
Please understand during the following text I am quoting what I wrote down, just as my subconscious dictated to me. Some of it might make sense to you, might mean something to you whether or not it means that same thing to me.
“I was living in Ireland. My hair was curly. Locals thought I was native because of my spirit.
Was dealing with bullies in the woods of a neighborhood. Had to find a particular bear to ask for help. Asked other bears to scale the tree for me. They were old, slow, heavy, had trouble climbing.
All the elephants in the gazebo temple were anxious, panicky even [because of not finding the bear?] and I took a deep breath to begin practicing meditation. I knew by breathing more slowly, it can affect everyone around you, calming them unbeknownst. At my deep inhalation, all the elephants shifted and aligned their trunks in by my nose/mouth, forming a circle. We were synched and breathing together. It was powerfully amazing. A big dream.”
I am happy that my focus on breath-work has been incorporated deeply into my psyche: hence the utilization of that technique during a big dream.
Big dreams occur when the dreamer is in need of a strong message; perhaps is avoiding a reality in waking life which is important to her or his survival. When you feel you’ve had a profound dream, write down every detail that you can remember- the things forgotten are not needed anyhow, so ignore them. Then if you like you can go through analyzing one symbol at a time…. understanding more about the issue at hand and about yourself as a spiritual being.
Blessings and deep breaths~*
This beautiful ‘prose poem’ was posted in the kitchen of our house while I was in high school. I made it my task to begin to memorize it. I can still quote the first two lines at the drop of a hat ;) The bolded line has always made me happy. Blessings~*
“Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.”
Max Ehrmann, “Desiderata”
I have read a few things lately, dubbed ‘pagan’ which is an ok label for whoever wants it, stating that ‘the Earth is dyyyying’. A negative statement which engenders fear, unrest, and increasing negativity. The same people who demonize others for ‘fear-mongering’ are doing the same. Come to grips with your hypocrisy, babes.
Personally, I am nature spiritual. And positive. Positive is a faith, and a strong one.
I see change as something that happens as a result of compassion and continuous striving. The Earth is healing, and I am helping it heal by composting my kitchen scraps, recycling paper and plastic, avoiding unnecessary generation of greenhouse gases, talking about environmental stewardship in a positive way, upcycling ‘junk’ to be used as jewelry and art, avoiding buying things I don’t need, mending my clothing instead of buying new, living free of the confines of ‘fashion trends’, avoiding use of chemicals in household cleaning, eating organic food, supporting companies who have reduced their footprint, turning off lights, OH MY GODDE– SO MUCH. I will continue doing these, and seeking new ways.
What are YOU doing to heal the Earth? Our mother needs you, babe. List away, everything you do. Be immodest and loving. Go ahead. It can be one or one hundred things.
I realized something. I’m always kicking myself for not going out on my own, sitting in nature, with or without my thoughts (but if they weren’t with me, where would they go?), and just being.
But I don’t do it (much) because when I have in the past, I’ve sat for hours. I’ve laid in the rain until I came down with bronchitis. I’ve walked through the heat until I lost all physical coordination. I’ve sat in the cold until I was blue and shaking visibly…
I love nature far too much. I mean, how could there be such a thing, right? Too much?? You’ve got to be kidding. But the thing that’s important to me today, how I take care of myself, is that I’m honest with myself. I can’t jeopardize my health for any reason. I wish I could sit in nature forever. Letting the rains wash over me I would become like a stone, solid and strong, lasting for ages. I would see every sunset and how it changed and shifted, every autumn blazing with golden glory, every animal who passed by silent and conscious. Wild and rooted. Goddess, you are patient and eternal. God, you invite me to the dance.
Blessings and Love
~* Brigid Diana
I once had a dream, the biggest dream I’d had until 2013, that I was an invisible winged elephant. But let me begin at the beginning, where all good stories start.
One hundred years ago, when I was in college and stuck in a dangerously negative relationship, I had this dream. Here I quote my subconscious, for she used my very hand to write the words on the page from which I transcribe:
“…Then I was this being who could be invisible with much concentration or shrink but then had to grow to my size again in the time people can hold their breath. I was in hiding because the people thought they killed me. But I hid, invisible. A duck was the only one who saw me leave after, but that [jerk] squawked loudly. I flew. Like a bird. It was beautiful. I flapped my arms hard and pushed off and I could fly. Confidently. I want to do that. Really badly. It was fun. Maybe hang-gliding? That’d be nothing like this.
I flew past most houses to rolling slopes of a ravine. There was food stored in them. So I ate some. I had a HUGE appetite, since I was the elephant creature who shrunk + grew.
People were using the ravine, a woman + man. She came down + I shrunk but couldn’t hold it. She screamed + I told her I was a hallucination…. By this point I had a new power. I could stay hidden if I projected my [self] into another form.”
It goes on for several pages, and it boils down to me trying multiple methods to hide who I was from other people, because of fear that I would be ostracized, punished, disliked. And I played along in waking life; I hid and hid until my brain was scrambled and my heart was buried and my feelings numbed beyond arctic levels of frozen.
And yet I sang to myself during art class, and I whistled as I skipped from building to building, and I worked at the vegan café making sandwiches and washing grease off the vents for hours so I could eat there for free. I maintained the tiniest pieces of myself, keeping the little flame of me alive. I contained my irrepressible individuality so fiercely that it couldn’t help spilling over into spaces that felt somewhat safe.
An elephant is a spiritual being, wise, connected to family and other women. She honors her instincts and follows natural cycles. She lives long, steadily, prosperously.
Why should anyone ever hide such a wonderful self?
For those of you who incorporate astrology into your practice, how do you get Mercury’s retrogrades to work for you?
By intending some slowing down of things that you’d like to go slower?
Could it work to redirect all this sludgey messy rotten technology-is-getting-killed-mercilessly energy into a productive pursuit of some sort?
What do you think?
“Whom did you know, in your castle?” the owl asked the bat.
“And now you know me.”
The next day, the owl and the bat went looking for a more sheltered place for the bat to sleep.
The bat cried out, “I can’t believe it…
I almost forgot about my castle! How could I! It was such a huge part of my life, it was my home…. how could I not have been grieving now, and missing it?”
“But you weren’t,” The Owl replied. “Isn’t that a good thing?”
The bat remained silent, contemplative.
I watched ‘The Last Keepers‘ and it was absolutely beautiful. For a high-budget film it’s a good representation of a craft-oriented family, with respect and honor given to them as real-seeming, caring, intelligent, mostly down-to-Earth people (though there’s a bit of a fantasy aspect to the film, which I personally find fun and watchable).
The love throughout the film is truly the most shining feature… relationships between people who are for the most part honest and communicative, caring and intentional, nurturing and devoted… with enough imperfection to keep things believable.
I especially love the garden and the house, emphasis on recycling and healing the Earth, and tie-ins to the elements, healing, and vision. I was inspired during this film to begin mending a shirt of mine creatively… it is silk and had ripped and I was able to patch the rip with a bit of embroidered-netting with sequins. Now I have a garment worthy of a woodland fairy ;)
Creative Bright Blessings,