More Medecine

My dreams tend to alert me of things percolating in my subconscious that want attention and seem to beg of resolution. Simultaneously these past few days, I have noticed toxic thoughts erupting in my waking mind that require the same. From both sides, the part of me that these thoughts and energies are emmanating from are disaffected, teenage me. Aspects of her deemed unacceptable speak from exile…

Whether these are as Carl Jung would have, complexes, or parts of my soul for me to retrieve and integrate, my recent readings in psychology and shamanism have applied. This has been so cool and has continued my healing process– including a powerful treasure coming from my dreamworld:

elephant.jpgI was in a personal situation at my house that I felt I had no control over, I was just kind of going along with it, and I was hanging out in a state of a kind of apathy. One of my house plants, the one that’s kind of tree-like and has winding brances with rounded leaves that spread out like an octopus, grew larger-than-life suddenly and imposed itself in the room, and I noticed that it had black marks on it that was an invasion of some kind of pest or disease. In the next moment, the plant turned into an elephant in my main room. It overwhelmed me, stood over me and held me down with its mouth, as if it was protecting me from the situation. My power animal?!?

When thinking of the elephant in terms of its largness, memory, intelligence, and emotional fullness, and allowing its protection to expand over my entire timeline, I feel its medecine through me like a magic baby-blanket. I feel protected from the discomfort of powerlessness and the resulting self-criticism that seems to have developed into a pattern for me. Now I feel like the elephant is taking care of that stuff for me, I don’t have to worry about it any more.

Thank you, Elephant! May you be happy and free from suffering…

It is wise to know what it is that I do have control over, and what it is that I do not, and how to be a discerning creator in what I do and who I am… and to practice this…

Dreams, Reflection | 1.10.2007 22:06 | No Comments

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