The rhythm of
many drums and vibrating instruments being played by members of my workshop is
deep and thrilling. It is carrying everyone smoothly and easily into rich group
experience in deeper levels of consciousness and reality. As I move from room
to room where many people are stretched out for shamanic journeying, I realize
I can seize the opportunity to stretch out myself.
I hand my drum to a friend, signaling that she should carry on. I enjoy the feel of the lion skin I am wearing. I look out through the eyes of the lion head into pleasant gardens. I call to my friend that she should take my picture. The flash goes off like an old-camera.
I hand my drum to a friend, signaling that she should carry on. I enjoy the feel of the lion skin I am wearing. I look out through the eyes of the lion head into pleasant gardens. I call to my friend that she should take my picture. The flash goes off like an old-camera.
I rose happy from this lion dream during a nap on this steamy
July 4th afternoon.
I shared the dream with my friend. She told me she was napping around the same time and sent me this report of her own experiences:
In my dreams I was talking with you. Nearby hung two of
my bear costumes, one brown and one white. I am telling you that I was not
wearing either one of them. I explain that I was just dressed as I am in
regular street clothes. I am showing you a photograph of a lion and happily
explaining to you that I put my arms around him and leaned my head against him
so that I could hear his heartbeat. I told you, "I heard the rhythm of the lion's
heartbeat."
Dreaming is social as well as individual. I love this simple example of interactive dreaming, with the lion.
P.S. I suppose this dream could also be placed in the Dream Wardrobe Department, which I wrote about recently here.
P.S. I suppose this dream could also be placed in the Dream Wardrobe Department, which I wrote about recently here.
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