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I had two dreams night before last. The first, and this is how it so often happens, highlighted the issues and the second resolved them. Unfortunately, I can't now recall the second dream though I recalled it vividly on waking and understood it as the resolution of the second dream. I mention this because I have noticed this pattern over the years. I will have a chaotic, disruptive dream followed by a strong, smooth Medicine Dream resolve.
Dreams about Tornados, Dreams about Hurricanes:
It's interesting and significant that I had both an impending tornado and an impending hurricane in this dream. It opens with me in my grandmother's house. I am with my grandmother and my mom (3 generations represented) plus my grandmother's sister. The sister was a puzzle until I meditated on her in general and got a specific memory which tied into the issues represented in the dream.
I am trying very hard to lead my grandmother, my mom and my grandmother's sister to the basement, where I think they will be safer when the tornado and hurricane come. It is notable that, even though the dream begins in my grandmother's home, it shifts to my current home and basement when I take control of the situation.
There is a moment when I must decide to leave my purse in the bedroom. I want to go in and get it because it has cash money in it but I fear someone will get hurt if I take the time so I leave it.
That's the extent of the dream. We never reach the basement but are on our way there when the dream ends.
MY TAKE ON THE DREAM SO FAR:
In general, both tornados and hurricanes signal chaos, disruption, the stirring up of something and fear. Hurricanes, additionally, signal emotional overwhelm in some area. An excess of emotion surrounding an issue or struggle. In this dream, they seem specifically to be stirring up generational thought patterns and beliefs, as evidenced by not only my mother's presence but her mother's presence. This points to feminine energy in the bloodline.
When I thought about the aunt who appeared, I had a memory. One time, I spent the night with this aunt. As children do, I fidgeted in the bed. We were sleeping in the same bed. At some point, she commanded that I be still or I'd be forced to leave the bed. Well, it was impossible. The harder I tried to be still, the more I wanted to move. It was a very uncomfortable night. This memory speaks very directly to me of self-limitation and feeling out of control.
The fact that the house changes to my house and my basement is significant. One of the more common dreamtime representations of basements is the subconsious mind. That I wanted to take them to my subconsious is significant. Also important is the fact that, in the dream itself, my feeling was that the basement would be a safe place for them. Beyond just representing the subconsious, my basement also represented the part of me that knew how to safely communicate with these important role models in my life.
In reflecting on the current issues, challenges and ego struggles in my life, it comes to me that the hurricane/tornado is precipitated by two decisions. I decided to attend a Sundance ceremony in Arizona. Along with that decision is the certain knowledge that I will be worked on, by Spirit, severely. It never fails. Walking into a Sacred Ceremony is asking for it. God will reveal where you stand and where you need to be standing. I'm afraid of that.
The second decision I made was to travel to Oregon to visit a friend and to be available for auditions for a spiritual film that is casting there, based on the best seller by Neale Donald Walsh titled Conversations with God. Different ego struggles emerge with that decision.
When I think about the purse in the bedroom, that one seems easy. My grandmother was poor all her life. So has been my mother. Poverty consciousness has been a true struggle for me as well, most of my adult life. In making the decisions I've made to travel (neither trip will be inexpensive), I have brought forward some lingering fears about poverty. I think it's a good sign that I did leave the purse in the bedroom, opting for the more important assignment which was getting my mom and my grandma and my aunt to the safe place, my subsconsious mind.
I wish I could remember the second dream. It was rather magical and so very strong. But no matter. I clearly remember recognzing that it was a continuation and the resolution of the work started in this dream.