The dream

The Dream Master

 

I moved quickly into the dream.  I felt the walls around me close in, it was dark, damp and smelt of pungent decaying earth.  I used my hands along the walls to guide me deeper.  I knew I was ascending deeper and deeper into the earth.   Here I was answering the request of one of the master dreamers, I had been told it was my time to stand up and proclaim my creative right, there was no longer time for procrastination.  Many lives were depending upon me and this journey within.  Halting for a few minutes to steady myself and catch my breath, I repeated in my mind “I will not let fear overcome me”.  I could free the intense tendrils of fear slowly beginning to creep towards me the closer I moved to my destination.  I was in disguise, I needed this disguise otherwise I would be devoured by the ugly creatures, the guardians of the under world.  My disguise consisted of a skin tight insect suit, which changed my appearance to one similar to a preying mantis, the ones who after mating turning around and ate their mate.  Part of me  liked that idea of consuming the male in his entirety, that sense of power over another, it was then that I sensed the energy of this place was beginning to have an effect on me, I needed to be on my guard at all times, thoughts were very powerful things and could change my energy completely and in doing so imprison me in this place forever.  The deeper I walked the more on guard I needed to be.  Focus, this was the most important task…  I was here to rescue and bring to the surface the lost child within.  She had been taken from me eons ago and only now did I feel I had the courage to reclaim her.  This precious girl, the one who loved to dance, to sing, to paint with gay abandon and the freedom to be herself. Her smile brought happiness to all who beheld it.  So sweet, so innocent and so full of trust.  She trusted that one day I would come and find her and take her away from this retched place.  The radiant child, buried deep in my unconscious mind waiting patiently for my return.

The stench of rotting flesh grew stronger; I could hear movement, clanging of chains and sudden cries of anguish and pain.  What creatures must be imprisoned in this place, what sort of creatures would imprison them? All these questions bombarded me as I continued along the passage of fear.

I could see a glimpse of light as I moved further along; I no longer needed my hands to guide me.  There was a shear drop of about 20 feet below me, looking down I could see her.  My excitement grew, I had made it, well nearly, I just needed to get down to her.  From above I was amazed at her brilliance, her light so strong in this dark place.  The floor she was sitting on looked so cold, it was as if this place just sucked all the life out of anyone who ventured here, yet this child could hold her brilliance.

I had to be careful the guardians were all around, my disguise had kept them at by through the passage but how would I go getting down to her.  I glimpsed a stairwell in the distance and decided I would continue the journey passing through the guardians with the child in focus, it worked as I approached they bowed their heads and let me through.  It seemed that this insect disguise was respected down here.  The insect form was regarded as  higher breeding than the guards, and then I realized that the guards had been in this dark place so long they could no longer see, but they could sense strongly fear.  As long as I kept fear away they would not harm e, but one thought of fear and then I would be attacked and left to die here.  Fear feeds these creatures, this place was a storehouse of fear, any sign of weakness would give the cue to attack and be thrown into the pits to rot with the other vermin.  I needed to focus clearly on radiance, radiance and the child within.  These beings had captured this child in the hope of holding creativity from me, by doing this I would then become like all the rest of the beings down here lost and without hope.  If every being in the world lost this sense it would destroy the planet by taking away  hope, joy and spontaneous creativity.  There would be no more laughter.  I needed to bring this child to the surface, embrace her and leave the past thought system behind. 

I had one more corner to maneuver around, one more obstacle and then I was through.  I could now see the light glowing brighter and brighter ahead, there in the centre of the room sat the child, holding the world in her hands, protecting it from the surrounding darkness.  Protecting her was a circle of flames

I was now asked the final question: Do you have the courage to stand before this radiance and pledge allegiance to life?  The fear around me was mounting, it was becoming thicker and thicker the longer I stood with questions infiltrating my mind, sadness, disillusion, betrayal, guilt all stood before me.  The main question that kept coming to mind was why should I be the one chosen for this quest.  From within me I felt a sudden urge to move forward, dive into the depths and trust.  I stood on the edge trembling was I making the right decision and then it happened, the inner push to dive in regardless of the outcome.  I felt the heat of the flames engulfing me, as I took the plunge, the heat burned my flesh then  it turned into a sense of icy cold, so cold my teeth began to chatter, my knees buckled from beneath me as I surrendered to this sensation, I could no longer fight.  I fell hitting the floor and knocking my head on the last step.  In my unconscious state I imagined the child getting up and  leaning over me, as she came face to face with me she looked deep into my eyes, she was thanking me for my courage and tenacity to meet her in this place.  I am eternally grateful to you for rescuing me from the shackles of the  past,   My hope and trust of your return was the only thing that kept me alive.  She spoke with the sweetest voice, it was so melodic I seemed to be enchanted by the vibration. You no longer need your disguise, she told me. It is safe now to be seen to let yourself shine, like I have done in this dark place so long.  Let us now combine our energies  and become one, we can then shine outside as well as inside.  As I took her hands the internal flame consumed us with colors of brilliance, the intense colors of the rainbow transcended us.  Now our work together would begin, I could once again connect with wild abandon the qualities of the radiant child.  I no longer needed anyone else’s approval or permission to be accepted in this world.  I was enough.  Innocence and joy were returned.

 

The child is reborn

The child is life

The child runs free

The child knows no bounds

The child expresses

The child creates

The child loves life.

The child is filled with love.

5 Comments

  1. Lori's avatar

    Lori said,

    January 22, 2009 at 7:26 pm

    Wow! Trippy! It has been written that the mythical heroine’s journey involves going into a deep abyss and then emerging again. You have captured this perfectly here.

  2. January 22, 2009 at 10:01 pm

    This reminds me so much of the time I went deep within a sea shell and found a part of me lying in a dirty cell, curled in a fetal position on a grubby bed. Your narration is very powerful, drawing the reader to join the journey and reclaim lost aspects. Bravo Dawn! I am so pleased that you are here.

  3. rosylee's avatar

    rosylee said,

    January 23, 2009 at 4:30 am

    This was an amazing visual journey. Looking forward to more of your lovely descriptive work.

  4. Gail Kavanagh's avatar

    gailkav said,

    January 23, 2009 at 10:11 pm

    Oh lovely, lovely. Thank you for sharing this.

  5. June's avatar

    pearlz said,

    January 25, 2009 at 10:47 pm

    A beautiful vision of the child.


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