04 September 2017
Positive dreams are positively wonderful! They do not need work to transform or flip. You can just have a playful attitude and dive right into whatever life is offering you.
Playfulness is something which comes easy to children but adults sometimes have forgotten how to play or feel playful. Children do not have a lot of negative memories so they can easily play and feel safe. Adults, on the other hand, have accumulated years of negative memories where they wanted to be playful or do something which brings them joy and instead find themselves shut down. Eventually, some adults just stop trying to even have playfulness in their lives.
With dreamwork, however, Playfulness is a wonderful virtue which emerges especially after an issue has been dealt with. The lightness and joy which replaces what used to be fear and worry is quite remarkable.
The dream I had last night is a good example of this. After working through some serious issues which showed up this week as ghosts and violence, it is so refreshing to have a happy dream of playing on a waterslide! The effort is so worth the reward!
Here is the dream:
The setting was a waterpark and I was riding the tubes over and over with my daughter and a friend. At one point we got to a part of the tube where the water was rushing fast like rapids and there were several directions the mat could go. I stood up on the deck looking down at what was to come and realized I was happy with whatever happened one way or another. I dropped my hat and watched it flow with the waves in a certain direction but then when I got in and went down I went down a different path then my hat had gone and I was okay with that.
Inbetween rides I went to my Taekwondo club and used the washroom. I went into the males’ washroom because the women’s was being used. I noticed how grimy the floors were and the sink was not clean. When the women’s washroom became available I went there and then noticed it was really clean. I wondered if I could help by doing some cleaning for the club. It was quite, as it is on Saturday mornings. Not too much going on.
Back on the water slides, I was considering which way to go next and a man approached me about doing promotion for their website. A fellow Martial Arts student was standing behind him and started to give advice. I just looked at him right in the eyes and told him, “I’ve got this,” and showed him it wasn’t his place to interrupt here. That this was “my thing” and he was surprised at first at my assertiveness and wasn’t taking me to seriously and I stood up and moved forward towards him a slight bit and jokingly said, “stand down, my friend. I said I’ve got this.” And with that he turned his gaze back to the plate he was holding and continued snacking on whatever was there.
Then I returned to the conversation with the website guy and it seemed like things were going to work out well.
08 June 2017
In the dream, I arrive at a gathering in a remote mountainous area like a ranch in B.C. We all gather together and eat and discuss how thing went and where they are going next. Apparently I had brought a pig to roast and the feedback was that the group was vegetarian or vegan and they didn’t like the meat at the gathering. I felt so awkward.
Later, as I was walking by my truck L.J. approached me and said she had something for me. I paused and she said it is my birth right. She opened a small baggie and brought out two dried leaves, orange in colour, and she put one in her mouth and then motioned for me to do the same so I did.
Then she just put a hand on my heart and on my head and did a Body Talk session right there. It eased the pain of the awkward situation and restored my sense of harmony.
I thanked her.
She then gave me a homemade hand out about different foods and then she went off to do other things.
I looked through the handbook and saw all the healthy foods. I wanted to eat them but didn’t have the money to buy and prepare them. Somehow I got some of the food I was eating on the papers and so I thought it should go in the trash.
L.J. came back though and asked me if I wanted to keep the booklet and I said No and then she looked at me so as to ask, “are you sure?” and then I didn’t know if I was sure.
So I waivered back and forth. I’m not really sure what I ended up going with.
But I apologized to her for not knowing and she said it’s okay. She said I had told her before that it would be like this and she was prepared. I knew what she meant. I felt grateful that she accepted me as I was even though nothing is really as it seems with me and nothing is straight forward. I saw we had an understanding.
14 April 2017
Last night I dreamed of two things really close to my heart ~ Chocolate Cake & Homefront Pioneering.
It’s hard to write about the worst part of the dream because it was so bad. The dream with the cake it in makes me smile though and brings sweetness to the scenario so I’ll do the best part first and then tackle the worst.
In the best part of the dream I was in a gathering where we were all in a circle and I brought a cake which was salty & sweet and no one had tasted one like this before. I handed it out and everyone wanted to try. Each person enjoyed experiencing it and would say a word to describe it. One said, “Strange”; one said “surprisingly delicious”; one said “unusual and wonderful”; and they went on like that. I was so delighted that they all liked my unusual cake and were willing to try. It made me so happy.
Alright, so that was the best part. Here is the worst part….
Again I was in an environment which I was unfamiliar with and it’s hard for me to describe. (That alone is like a nightmare for a writer! Haha.) So I’m there with a large number of people, by a water front. The feeling is like being at a summer festival of sorts. Many others are enjoying the day, doing water activities, eating from food trucks, etc but my heart & mind are heavy and I feel too tired to join in. But not so heavy that I want to leave. I just can only do a minimal of participation.
So then an odd thing starts happening where I keep seeing the word “Homefront Pioneer” and at first the signs are about individuals who were at war and they pioneered in the homefront to wage war from the homeland instead of going overseas. But the more I thought about it the more I realized it’s like what I’ve done too…Homefront Pioneering to a new location, at home, to escape a war in once sense and to move postivie goals forward in another sense.
Then when I’m thinking about this and am back by the water, someone says to me they want to be a homefront pioneer. She is like H.B. & S.L. combined into one person. I tell her that her intentions are good but I convey that it’s harder than she could imagine and I give her some idea of what it’s like to be me. I explain the hardship and the challenges, the struggles and the obstacles. Then she realizes it’s not just a walk in the park but it’s actually hard work to change people’s paradigms and to create something new.
She nods and tells me she understands and then she walks away.
In that moment, I wonder to myself, if I had known it would be this hard would I have done it? And I’m not sure of the answer.
11 April 2017
For some reason when I go to write this dream I feel like I want to cry. I don’t really understand why these metaphors are so powerful for me but they are. It’s so difficult to write about that I didn’t even want to put it out there on this blog but I will anyway.
The dream is quite simple. I open up my fridge and freezer and see I have an abundance of frozen veggies. There is about 7- 10 large bags of them, enough to last more than a year since I don’t eat them very often. The problem is they are not the kind that I like. They are the mixed veggie kind with carrots that taste more like sour sponges and peas that taste freezer burned. So the illusion is that I have a lot of food but the reality is that I can’t even bring myself to eat this crap.
I guess that’s why I feel like I want to cry about it.
I can’t write more than that right now but am most definitely sure there will be a right time and place to write about this another time.
02 June 2017
Potatoes have showed up a number of times in my dreams in really memorable ways. So I thought I’d explore the metaphor in more depth. Here goes.
Here is the first time I wrote about mashed potatoes.
More recently I dreamed of offering someone boiled potatoes and they didn’t like it.
For some time I have been thinking about the miracle of making mashed potatoes quicker than the time it takes to boil them.
It’s like in the dream I’m a Mashed-Potato-Superhero!
I can prepare a yummy dish of mashed potatoes in the time it takes most people to boil them!
The funny thing is people don’t usually value being able to make mashed potatoes quickly, probably because there’s just no money in it. And it’s not very glamorous like flying across the sky with a red cape.
But remember, mashed potatoes is just a METAPHOR! It means that in real life I can do some ordinary things really quickly, so much so, in fact that it appears to others that I am nearly magical in my approach.
I assure you, there’s no magic involved. Just pure Enthusiasm, Determination, Courage & Confidence.
When these four virtues are directed towards a common goal then it’s like magic how wonderful life can be even on the most seemingly ordinary of days.