Tuesday, October 13, 2009
A Whale of a Dream
I woke up at 4:30 am on Monday. It was cold and I didn't want to be up yet. However, the comforter didn't seem comfortable either. I smoked some thought rings and watched them float. These thought rings are just that. They make my head spin just like it would in an amusement park; and then make me dizzy with pleasure followed by nausea. I dizzied myself to sleep.
I am on a sea shore. The weather isn't too sunny or too dull. Brij, DD, and Old Soul, and a woman with 2 children on lap (I did not recognize the woman or her children) are sitting on a bench. All of them have a completely neutral expression (maybe a hint of sad) on their faces. I come to the bench smiling and jokingly sit down between Brij and Old Soul. And then, we see the tail of this huge whale. Just glorious and magnificent. Whoosh Whoosh. And then the next moment, the whale is on the sandy beach. I look at her (no way to be sure). Her face looks cold. And then she swings her tail and hits our bench and we all fall into the water (The last part I know...I didn't see or feel the water) and I immediately (in the dream) think that these are emotional waters.
According to Jamie Sams and David Carson of the Medicine Cards, the whale is a record keeper and holds records and secrets as old as the earth itself. As I write this, the whale seems to be the keeper of the Native American equivalent of the Akashic records. When the whale comes to you, you are being asked to tap into these records, find your origins, and see your overall destiny. If your mind is so full of chatter clouds and you cannot access these records, then you might need to turn in to find your silence. In this silence, you must seek the Whale's song within you. And then who knows, you may connect to the very roots of history and maybe, just maybe, you may even connect to your own unique library of records.
I have always been ruled by my emotions. They mostly express joy but at times they are deep and dark. The Whale pushes me into my sea of emotions and reminds me that if I can relax and lose my chattering mind, I will not only survive the sea storms but also will dive deep into the understanding of the history of the earth and possibly, my own story.