I haven’t blogged for a couple of weeks because I was busy preparing for my Reiki Level II class, but since the class I have had vivid dreams and interesting journeys. I’m just now to a point where I feel ready to blog again.
Last night I journeyed and found myself in a frozen landscape running with a pack of white wolves. I soon realized I was a wolf surrounded by other wolves running in semi-darkness in fogs of cold breaths, and although on one level I was cold on another I was warm and invigorated. We ran full-out as if our lives depended on the chase, and indeed they did since we were following a herd of some kind of deer and running on empty stomachs. I could feel my family’s warm bodies brushing against mine as we rushed along, and although the thought of actually felling and killing an animal to eat turned my stomach briefly, I knew that this was not my safe and warm life in which my easy reach in the refrigerator could produce a bloodless salad. We ran for our lives and this was the only option, and as we caught up to the stragglers we instinctively formed the most efficient hunting formation. Unfortunately we spooked the herd and they took off into the trees in a huge wall of solidarity, so we slowed to a lope and caught our breaths. We turned back to our den that was a warm hole under the roots of a massive tree and spent some time sniffing and rebonding, and we curled up together with our tails over our noses for warmth. I slipped into twitching dreams of zigzagging after snowy arctic hares, and soon woke to find myself swimming in frigid water.
I paddled furiously with my massive white paws in the bubbling near-frozen water and realized I was under a slab of ice. I swam toward the light and clawed my way onto the ice shelf to shake off furiously. I was a huge male polar bear waiting for the shadow of a seal under the ice or water, and I felt the watery sunshine warming my thick fur. I closed my eyes to enjoy a quiet moment before the hunt resumed and felt a moment of dizziness as my position shifted, then realized I was myself again and standing back on solid frozen ground. I felt someone nearby and turned to find the man in white furs who had let me know he will be my spirit guide on the next phase of my journey. He was dark-skinned and tanned on top of it from a lifetime of exposure to the reflected sun, and his face and hair were the only objects that stood out against the white all around us. He reached a hand toward me and opened it to show something to me that I couldn’t quite see in the dim light, and as I touched his hand I was back in my bedroom in darkness.
Is he the same gentlemen that visited you here at my house ? I enjoyed reading about your dream.
awesome. Just awesome.