My Life In Dreams
I am walking down a familiar street near my grandmother's house. From a distance, I notice an outline of an animal's body. At first, I imagined it was a delicate deer. I soon realize, however, that it is actually a salt and brown-peppered feathered bird of gigantic proportions. It seems injured or wounded in some way.
I snap a picture of the bird with my cell phone as it slowly carries its weight toward the top of an overpass. Just as I finish snapping the picture the bird topples over the side of the overpass and disappears. Did it fall into the river below? I wonder, with a sense of concern for its survival.
Suddenly, just as quickly as it had disappeared over the side of the overpass it reappears, flying over the Hudson River headed in my direction, across a silent indigo sky with a wing spread that seemed to stretch for miles.
I am now both terrified and awestruck as I understand its intentions. It is definitely coming for me and my cell-phone. With one swipe of its claw, the bird sweeps me off the ground and on its back. I am now one with this magnificent bird, flying across the sky and over the river. As I hold on for dear life, I can feel its plush ad soft feathers against my hands and face. I can see its skin is thick with fat, and its claws are massive.
After a timeless flight, the bird lands and I am on the ground once more; but the bird is not quite finished with me. It grabs my camera -- with an intense sense of authority -- and destroys it. Next, without warning, it grabs my right hand and begins to nibble on the palm of my hand. I can feel its beak gnawing deeply into the palm of my right hand as I watch in sheer terror. When the bird finally finishes nibbling, I gain the courage to peek at what is left of my right hand. To my surprise, instead of mangled palm, I find the bird has written the word GOOD in gold right in the middle of my palm.
• At the age of 7, Sarah was orphaned.
One of the “Nine Powers of Dreaming” is the power of dreams to show us what we need to keep our bodies well.*
I know this power very well.
A dream saved my life when I was in my twenties. You can read the story of how my dream
unfolded and guided me on the road to life in my blog, Sunny-Side Up Eggs, Bacon, and
a Side of Dreams http://www.dreamsonthego.com/Blog.html?entry=my-life-in-dreams.
(You may have to scroll down a bit to find the posting because it is the very first posting to my blog.)
Last night, I dreamed of being in the dentist’s office – not one of my favorite places to be. I was sitting in the dentist’s chair, and a woman dentist was working, diligently, on my front tooth. I thought to myself, “I have never been to a woman dentist before.”
The dentist placed the left side of her face onto the right side of my face to get a closer look into the back of my tooth. I am impressed with her dental skills as it seems to me she has a unique ability to see beyond the surface of my tooth without having to x-ray it.
After the dentist had completed her work, she turned to me and pointed to one of my two front teeth. “If I were to choose what part of my body to begin taking care of, I would begin right here at this front tooth.”
This morning, I awakened with a sense of gratitude because it occurred to me that my dream dentist had given me a "heads up," even perhaps a temporary fix, buying me enough time to make an appointment with my dentist before an issue, requiring extensive dental work, manifests within my tooth.
Active Dreamers know the importance of taking action on body-talk dreams. The first thing Monday morning, I am going to make an appointment with my dentist to check out my front tooth – even though the dentist’s office is the last place I would choose to spend my time.
*Resources: Moss, Robert. The THREE “ONLY” THINGS: tapping the power of dreams, coincidence & Imagination. First. Novato, California: New World Library, 2007. 31-32. Print.