April 22, 2009

Dream One: Flutter
I dream that Zac is staying with me for a week. We are both ready for bed, and he starts to fall asleep in his bedroom. I am in my own bed reading a book. I suddenly hear him yell: Mom – there’s something in my room! He’s almost frozen in fear. I have to enter his room and take him out, and after much discussion I tell him he can fall asleep in my bed. He curls up next to me like he used to when he was 4 or 5 years old. I realize that he’s about 15 years old in this dream. He’s scared, shaking a little bit. I stay awake and talk with him, wrapping him up in a large blanket for comfort. He tells me he saw dark shadows and the sound of flapping wings, but finally he falls asleep. I stay awake on guard. EOD

Dream Two: Harry and the Spirit Guide
Harry has taken me to his new home. He has purchased farmland and wants to give me a tour of the property. I am a bit surprised that he purchased a farm but he assures me: “Laura there is a good reason why I chose this place.” I trust him.

As we are walking, I notice that Harry is wearing very American styled construction / farm boots. We have to walk on a path that is a bit muddy. In the middle of a field, there is a huge chunk of jagged rock. This rock is at least the size of a two story house.

He tells me that this rock actually has paths on it, in a labyrinth type style. He jumps up on the rock, turns around and pulls me up. He navigates the natural patterns and path of the rock with ease. I myself am having some difficulty. As he and I turn a corner, I have to hold on to a ridge which winds up being filled with a dark dirt compost type substance.

Its is at that time that a Native American Indian appears before me. He tells me that is it okay to get 10 fingers into the dirt. I stop to listen to him, but Harry continues along the rock.

I notice that he is perfectly balanced, doesn’t use his arms or hands to grasp the rock ridges for support. He is fearless and confident of the height and grooved uneven path.

The Native American tells me that “He has walked this path for many lifetimes” Then he dissolves into thin air.

I want to catch up with Harry, but I am going slow. I see him now on the top of the rock smiling at me. EOD

Dream Three: Chinese Love Story
(This was the longest and most detailed dream I’ve had in years and years, with a complete cast of characters, plot, theme, etc.)

The setting of this dream seems to be in China, very early in either the 1800s at some point. There is an American woman and a Chinese man who have fallen in love. There is an entire village who know of their true love for one another. However, the parents of the Chinese Man have not approved of the woman. Their tradition dictates that this man must marry a Chinese woman. The man must honor his parents, and he is forced to stay with the Chinese woman. The American grieves.

A chinese man hands her a large swatch of black fabric, and states that all the possessions that her love gave her must be wrapped in black. This kills the energy of the connection, and shows the village that she is in grief.

She decides to go through all the ancient Chinese traditions to prove her honor. This seems like a series of contests, initiations, and challenges that all females in their country must go through. One scene she is being coached by a woman who shows her how to balance on the edge of a round horse corral while wild horses run and gallop close to her. The goal is to not fall into the canal, into the horse shit, or to be trampled by the wild horses. She succeeds.

Now she must climb and navigate cavernous areas filled with moss and water. It is slippery, dark and there seems to be someone either chasing her, or competing with her to reach the end first. She has the feeling that if she doesn’t complete the challenge, that she will have to stay in the dark cavern for 30 days. But again, she succeeds in her navigation.

The final competition is now a direct challenge between herself and the Chinese woman who has stolen her man’s heart. He is a witness to this challenge, and is torn as to who he must support. His traditional Chinese woman, or the American woman who he really loves. The village knows of his conflict, but it is the village who decides which woman he will be allowed to marry.

The final contest is set on the top of a mountain. There are large tables with ink. There is a large banner of stretched silk that has been presented to both competitors. There is a woman in the middle who moderates and times the competition.

The Chinese woman is familiar with this contest, having witnesses many of her friends take the same challenge. She assumes that she has the upper hand in this contest, and will definitely win and be with the man forever as it has been through the tradition and throughout history. She knows the task and has prepared beforehand.

The American woman is completely surprised by the challenge. No one gave her any clue as to this final task.

The goal of this final contest is to paint on silk, a painting of their emotions and what they feel they deserve.

The Chinese woman sets to work right away. The American woman seems to go into some type of memory flashback / trance. She spills ink on the silk, she then creates beautiful expressions out of the accidents. She paints in details her journey with the Chinese man via symbolism, the places they have visited, flowers she had been given by him. Her painting is dark, moody, with interjections of color which symbolize the light that she feels when she is with him.

People start gathering around this woman, wanting to help her finish the painting – she rejects their offers politely – the crowd knows that this is her personal journey.

There is a larger crowd now gathering both women, uncertain as to who to support. With only 5 minutes remaining in the contest, she asks the moderator for the one color that is missing from the ink bottles. Black. The moderator cries out that the color black has never been used traditionally in this competition and she does not have it.

The American cries. Her tears are pouring down her face. They drop onto her pallette of ink, running all the colors together, thus making the black ink color.

She makes a heart symbol and paints a quick portrait of her love. She stitches this onto the reverse side of the silk. The contest is now over.

The next step is for a representative to exhibit the paintings to the village.

The Chinese woman’s painting is in all pink blossoms, traditional Chinese calligraphy – beautifully executed, a true traditional piece of Chinese artwork. The crowd cheers for her!!

The American woman’s art is presented – and the crowd is silent until they really look closely that this piece tells a completely story of the connection the two people had with one another. The moderator states that the stitching is symbolic that the man’s future is not yet determined and the first time that black ink has been represented. (somehow this is important).

The crowd then goes wild with cheering the American woman. There is an understanding of their true love story that has been painted into the fabric of the hearts of the lovers and now the village. There are also tears of happiness in the crowd.

The man looks at the American woman from across the very opposite ends of the area. They catch each other’s eyes, and they exchange a knowing smile.

End of Dream.

~ by dreamartist on April 22, 2009.