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I think you have gotten some great thoughts about you dream, some wonderful insights. Yes, I also think dreams can have multiple meanings and symbolism.
If you are having multiple motorcycle dreams over the years, it sure would be interesting to figure out if there is a relationship with the motorcycle appearing a dream and what is happening in your waking life. It may symbolize something specific to you. ( Anxiety, stress, needing freedom or to break free). Start taking note of how things are going in your waking life when a motorcycle pops into a dream again, in case you notice there is a deeper meaning to it presenting itself to you.
I love the idea of needing to slow down and having balance.
Not sure how familiar you are with astrology, but all of my planets are sitting in the 4th quadrant of my chart, the one representing the incarnated soul's focus on developing deeper awareness in and service for the wider human collective.
I'm a solitary person who works peacefully from home (12th House); have for years. There literally ain't nothing goin' on in the area of personal affairs, which is just how I like it. As a double Sag, freedom and independence are primary, as necessary to me as breathing, and I've created a life that meets those needs, for which I'm deeply grateful. It allows me to focus on my work.
For the last 10-15 years, my dreams have been highly collective in nature. The collective is what I think about, research, read, learn, and write about every day. So, I interpreted the first two dreams I posted in relation to our national CoVid situation, as you did. The motorcycle shooter dream, for me, has to do with the way we're all feeling about the mass shooting epidemic. It had been happening so much at that point that we'd started to feel a bit dead inside about it, culturally speaking. I hadn't thought of it this way until now, but there is just the first-person shooter video game avatar—a shell, so to speak—and his meaningless rage.
When I woke up from that one, it didn't feel personal to me. At least not in the individual sense. It was deeply personal from my American self-sense, which is a We identity. One I share with you and so many people here.
We're all weaving the same Dream, after all.
I'd just like to know when we're going to be done with this particular reality-star-as-president thing we've got going.😉
posted by @laynara:
I don't believe im intuitive enough to do predictions, but I can feel peoples emotions when I'm near them and sometimes I mimic that emotion not knowing it. I know when someone is troubled. I feel the collective energy.
@laynara, It sounds like you are a strong emotional empath, as am i. You have already recognized your gift of intuitive "knowing" -- those gut feelings you have about people. The collective emotional energy is so heightened now that it's important, as @frank suggested, to "clear your energy fields," in whatever ways work for you. I'm glad that you can find peace and comfort in nature.
There is a book by Dr. Judith Orloff, The Empath's Survival Guide, that you might enjoy. It's a practical book that can help you recognize, develop and embrace your sensitivities and special gifts.
@deetoo thank you I will look it up! I can feel the pain and sorrow of the collective right now as well as the fear of what is to come. I have a feel everything is gonna be ok in the end we just have to buckle down for the ride, follow precautions, and don't fight. The future is never as scary as you think its going to be, Jeanne told me that and it has given me hope and reassurance that we will survive to watch our child/grandchildren grow and join the light. When my fear was taking over my mind I thought we were gonna die and my little one wouldn't have a fighting chance, but when I clear my mind I know deep down my family will be fine. I have my days where i revert back to fear but I know im not the only one who is feeling it and that's alright it'll pass. I am having hope and optimism because we need to find balance between humanity, spirituality, nature,and technology. If meditation does not work for me I tend to either play with my son, take a walk around the lake, read,bake yummy goods to share or watch a romcom. I believe technology will stay around but evolve to be more useful. The main thing I use it for is to keep contact with my family who all live in Northern US.
I hope you all have a calm and peaceful night ahead of you 💜
Not sure if this fits, but I will post it here. A few days ago, I had a dream where I took my grandpa who passed away in late August 2010 to a Korean barbecue restaurant. En route, I saw a Korean barbecue restaurant that is busy and full. The one I took my grandpa to wasn't as busy but the options were many as it is all-you-can-eat. My grandpa ate moderately while I ate more but not to the point of vomiting. The environment was happy and lively. I was wondering is this about eating at restaurants in the future?
@enkasongwriter Your dream.... Are you or grandpa Korean? If you're not, I suspect it means Korea (S. Korea) will be back to normal soon. I don't think it means all restaurants or US restaurants because the dream was specific to Korean restaurants, you saw 2.
If you or grandpa haveKorean heritage, then I would read it differently, probably that it's a visit from him and all is well on the other side. It's really nice to get a dream visit.
@dianamariec My family is Chinese, but I have gone to Korean barbecues in the past.
My attention is piqued by the detail of your grandfather being deceased. I think your dream is a message about how we can derive infinite strength and wisdom from our ancestors and spirit guides during this global crisis (the restaurant was an all-you-can-eat place, after all). The fact that you ate more that your grandfather may just mean that you need more sustenance than him, since you're still a living player in the chaos of this time. Maybe the busier restaurant you saw en route is a symbol of the "center stage" that most people in globalized society are obsessed with. But you don't have to focus your attention there. You have your own quiet space where you can access the strength and loving support of your spirit guides.
I had a dream recently and I thought it had a message about the US. It started with me being in my childhood neighborhood. I feel I need to give a quick description of this neighborhood to help in the explanation of the dream. I grew up in a suburb of a town that was large for the rural surroundings. I grew up in a prairie type of environment and the street I lived on was a dead-end street. If I rode my bike too far to the end of the street some pre-teen boy would harass me and tell me that I couldn't ride my bike there because it wasn't my end of the street--like he owned that part of the street. So I avoided going all the way to the end of the street and kept closer to home or rode up to where the street intersected the main road. He would usually be on his bike and look at me really mean. I also learned to fear the neighbors in that area, because some of them were strange. It was partially rental properties and the tenants also changed a lot. Later when I was a teenager a teenage girl I knew from school got raped in one of the houses there where she lived at the end of the street. It was horrible to see her, she had covered the bruises on her neck with a scarf where the rapist strangled her and the whites of her eyes were full of blood. This girl wasn't a friend but she came to say hi to me after the rape and I tried to act like I didn't notice anything unusual. It greatly affected me to see her and know what had happened to her. I have to admit I felt fear for that part of the street. So in the dream I am an adult and I am in a car driving around the old neighborhood. I see that I can access a new road through to the area at the end of the street. It is parallel to the street I rode my bike on. I decide to drive on this new road into the area which I feared as a child. I see that this new road doesn't end, it has expanded the whole neighborhood into what was prairie and hay fields. I am curious and I turn left onto another intersecting street which is new. As I slowly drive down this street, it slowly starts to curve to the right and the area looks less like prairie and more like where I live now in the Southeast. I presently live in Georgia. It looks totally different here with all the undergrowth and trees, it is a not at all like where I grew up which is all prairie grasses and some cacti. In the manner of dreams I suddenly am riding a horse and I am with another woman on a horse and we are slowly following the road on our horses. I pass an older man who is sitting near the road on a folding chair. He looks at me and waves me down to stop. He asks me where did I come from, why am I coming around, etc. He looks at both of us critically, in a judging way. I see another neighbor, an older woman come up her driveway to see what is going on. She also gives us a hard judging look. I glance over at the other woman who I have been riding horses with, and she is a young woman in her 20's, who I don't know in real life. She is pretty, with curly brown hair. She looks back at me and her large brown eyes well up with tears, and look absolutely HUGE, and dark with tears. The tears seem to magnify her eyes, almost to the point of looking unnatural. I feel her sadness. Her look seems to say--why are they treating us this way--why won't they let us simply ride through the street on our horses, we aren't bothering them or anyone else? We simply start to ride further on and try to ignore them. I realize in the dream that maybe they just barely let us pass by. Maybe we got lucky, but what would have happened, I wondered, if they had decided we couldn't pass? I realize they want to keep anyone out of the neighborhood who they don't know or who isn't introduced before as acceptable or like-minded. It is like they have a neighborhood watch to keep out strangers...I wake up.
I thought about this dream for a while and my feeling was that people with a mindset that was tied to the old paradigms of society would really try to hang on to those paradigms to the point of trying to control the people around them, maybe even trying to drive them out of their towns or neighborhoods...if those people didn't think/act like they did. The other younger woman represents the new generation and those who are here to bring change to society and new fresh ideas. There was going to be resistance no matter what to new paradigms and ways of thinking, but I think in our extreme politically divided country this resistance will be even worse than it would have been before...it is as if Trump has encouraged all of these people to take the law into their own hands, to the point where they feel they have right to do whatever it takes to keep things as they always were. If you take the gun wielding protestors in the Michigan capital building for an example, I think that is their mindset...they will protect what they believe--even if it is done in a threatening way or hurts others--in whatever way they can. I think the scenery changing from prairie to more woodsy just emphasizes that it will happen all over the country. Perhaps more so in areas where the people with the most power resist change as they feel it is imperative to do this no matter how ugly a way it gets done. This may leave the younger generation feeling a little depressed, lost, and even unwanted. This may harm our country greatly. I don't know for sure, that is just the way it feels to me.
After I posted this I thought on it a little more, and the young woman in the dream also probably represents the fear I have that young women won't find their independence, strength and ability to be who they really are...I fear that old paradigms will hold them back from their dreams and whatever path their higher self would like them to take.
On Sunday I had an important dream while taking a nap. Even though I went to write it down immediately upon waking, I was also rapidly forgetting the details, so I really had to cobble together hazy memories to bring the dream back into focus. It's important to me personally, but I think it also speaks to the collective as we navigate these times. Here it is:
I was walking in a woodland park near where I grew up in Connecticut. A woman and man who I did not know were walking with me to my left; they looked like they might have been Native Hawaiian or indigenous North American. To my right was the doctor/author Lewis Mehl-Madrona (I happen to be reading one of his books, and I've exchanged a few emails with him lately). Ahead of us a glowing golden orb was being blown through the trees like paper caught in the wind. I understood that the orb was what I most desperately desire in life right now: complete physical and emotional healing from my medical condition. Gesturing to the orb, Lewis turned to me and said "If you want it, you must ask the trees, the birds, and the wind for help."
At this point in our walk we had come to a sickly, diminutive green ash tree that was probably infested with the emerald ash borer. Despite its appearance, I verbally asked the ash tree for help, and a rapid sequence of events was set in motion. The woman to my left dissolved into pure energy and merged with the ash tree. The ash tree in turn widened and shot upwards to the sky to the point where it was one of the tallest trees in the forest. Its trunk and foliage was framed by a blazing fire, but not the fire of destruction; it was the fire of creation and vitality. Next, the man to my left took on the form of a bird and water started shooting straight out of his chest towards the fire. Lewis also assumed the form of a bird and shot water from his chest. They were tempering the energy of the fire, which would otherwise burn out of control and destroy the forest. Next, the golden orb was caught in the updraft of the fire until it was held aloft above the ash tree, motionless. Two more birds, albeit small ones, appeared out of thin air and I understood them to be the spirit of the wind. They caught the golden orb in their talons and started circling towards the ground, right to where I was standing. The dream ended there.
The dream was about how we must ask the nonhuman world for help if we want our dreams to be fulfilled. We must also look to the spirits for guidance if we as a human collective are to see our way through the chaos of these times; if we are to emerge into a life-affirming age. And it really is as simple as going somewhere quiet and verbally asking for help from the spirits. You don't have to be any sort of master to do this. I've lately come to understand that if you are humble and if your prayers are sincere and consistent, you will be heard, and something mysterious will be set in motion.
Coyote-Bless You and your Spirit for sharing this most profound dream. I need time to fully digest it. Agni is the Spiritual name of Fire.......Even a cursory look at Buddhist/Hindu teachings will prove most illuminating when taking a look at Agni-There is a great clearing/cleaning ceremony done w/ dried cow dung and Agni/Fire...........Namaste'
Whoa! Just after I posted about my dream, I read a new chapter in the Mehl-Madrona book I'm working on, and I came to a passage where Lewis recounts telling a patient the Dene (Navajo) story of what happened after humans and animals came to inhabit the Fifth World (our current world). It's a story about how fire is a creative energy that must also be tempered by asking for help from non-human beings.
The background to the story is that there was no light in the Fifth World when humans and the animal nations were forced from the Fourth World. Fifth World's fire was hoarded atop a mountain by a monster named Fire Man. But one day, Coyote distracted Fire Man and was able to set fire to a branch tucked into his tail. But while he was running down the mountain, Coyote accidentally set the entire mountain on fire, and the human villages and animal settlements were threatened with destruction. First Woman (the leader of the humans) consulted with the animals about how best to get the blaze under control, and the solution they came up with was that the Crane Nation would fly above the fire with members of the Frog Nation in their mouths, and the frogs would eject water onto the fire. All of that water landing on the fire produced massive amounts of steam which rose to the sky and formed the first clouds, and that is how the Fifth World eventually came to be blessed with rain "except when the clouds sulk and cause droughts. This is usually the result of incomplete or insufficient prayers to the clouds, so honoring ceremonies must be done to bring the clouds and rain back."
@coyote.......That is Profoundly Cool beyond Words....I'm so happy for you that you got the "Synchronicity Embrace!"..........Namaste' Friend
Being here in the Southwest with the many-layered cultural and spiritual dreamscape, it is an experience of feeling the ancient and the modern in deep contrast.
Especially with the Dine' and the Tewa tribes here in New Mexico and Arizona... here is an article (*Washington Post* news source) that may be of interest.....
* "Coronavirus has been devastating to the Navajo Nation, and help for a complex fight has been slow" *
The resilience of these people, and most importantly spiritually, is truly deserving of our humble admiration, and emulation as well....
Coyote, with much gratitude to you for your vision..... I have Wolf Medicine (my main Totem) and feel the constant influence....
Strength is hard to find in this time of confusion, fear, and the changing paradigm that we are all experiencing.... this is a little 'mantra' that gives me the courage to go on breathing sometimes ...
"Fate whispers to the wolf, 'You cannot withstand the storm'... And the wolf whispers back... 'I am the storm'.....
@starpath and all light working friends,
i read through your dream - your description and detail made me feel I was there with you 🙂
i thought your analysis was very good and it felt correct to me. When you detailed the girl riding a horse with you, her eyes and tears made me think of immigrants. It felt like the girl on the horse and the real life experience with neighbor girl that was raped are somehow connected. Maybe back to immigrants and/or poor people having it worse during the pandemic. In our waking life it feels like (at times) no one cares about these people getting sick and no one is protecting them. It must feel so sad for people in need to feel so unwanted. The parallel road does seem like it has to do with life changing and many not wanting that.
Thank you for your very descriptive dream...our sleeping world is fascinating.
I sort of felt reluctant to post this dream and waited a couple of weeks after I had it because it tied so much into some of my fears from my childhood and teenage years. That girl who was raped had a very difficult family situation and was sort of left to fend for herself. She was in some ways very damaged before the rape. I felt her mother was emotionally abusive and she had no father at home. I agree with you the young woman on the horse does tie in with the girl that was raped, but I haven't yet understood what that means, maybe your suggestion is right--it is those forgotten ones who need love and help the most that do seem to suffer the most. I think that is probably the meaning. You are very insightful Tiger-n-Owl!!
Just to add on more thought I had. It could be that the old paradigm to let so many people who need help fend for themselves could change to a paradigm where we actively seek out suffering to alleviate it before it festers into more suffering. Is this paradigm shift in the collective consciousness waiting to become the new normal? When could humanity be ready for this? It is perhaps too close to socialism for the Republicans and so it can't exist in their world view. Trump leads the US to more selfish worldviews, "US first", anti-immigration, etc. He and his followers would keep us in the dark paradigms forever if they could, as long as they themselves are wealthy...
Humanity is trying to shift as a collective away from this unconscious selfishness that is destroying the planet. We do need this shift or we will suffer until it happens.
Last weekend I had another dream that was followed by a real life synchronicity. I dreamt that I walked from my parents' side yard into the back yard, and there were two young bears romping around. One of them ran up to me and started trying to lick me, like a dog. I was both excited and frightened: "Bears? Here? In this part of Connecticut?" So I edged along towards the back door and jumped inside before the bear tried to interact with me further. Inside, I looked at a computer screen and saw a digital representation of the neighborhood overlaid with a service that tracks tagged bears. It turned out a whole troupe of tagged bears was ambling through the neighborhood. That was the dream.
I'm sheltering with my parents in coastal Connecticut in a dense suburban town. Although we have our fair share of deers, turkey, and even occasional coyotes, bear sightings are unheard of. But I guess Bear Spirit must have been communicating with me, because a few days after that dream, I was reading the local paper and found out two bears had been spotted in town in the previous week; one of them was caught on camera by a woman while he sniffed around her family's backyard.
One more example of how COVID-19 lockdowns are opening up more space for wildlife. It's been a long, long time since bears roamed coastal Connecticut, so I don't mind sharing pasture with "bruin."