Dream of the Month (December 2010)
- Title: Change Beckoning At The Window
- Date of the Dream: 2010 (mailed Saturday, 20 November 2010)
- Dream: It is night. I am sleeping on a narrow bed in the tiny bedroom my sister and I shared as kids in our parents' house. I am awakened by the sound of an owl hooting outside. I wake my cat, curled up on the covers, and go to the small window. I can see the silhouette of the owl, but the startled bird flies off. I feel sad about frightening it. The owl returns then and transforms into a black stallion that trots around on the roof of the living room addition that is under my window. The stallion comes over to the window and paws at the screen. I take my right hand and touch the window. He returns my gesture by pawing at the screen again. His beauty and power are magnificent. I suddenly feel frightened and back away from the window. What if the stallion breaks through? My husband is sleeping somewhere else in the house and would be angry if he had to repair the window. I am sure he does not want me to give any attention to the stallion. I am not sure what to do.
- Significant life event: None
- Personal concerns/issues: Thinking about my life in general.
- Associations: If I am going to be completely honest with myself, I wanted to choose the stallion and whatever changes he would bring. I am not sure what my life would be like but I wanted what he was offering and not the small, cramped, safe life I was used to living.
- Category: Anomalous
- Pen Name: Boondean
Dr. Holloway's Comments:
Striking Characteristics: A wild creature beckoning the dreamer may represent the call of a potential not yet fulfilled.
Dreams and myth are filled with stories of mysterious calls—haunting music in the forest or wild creatures that come to draw the heroine to her grand adventure. This owl-come-stallion promises the wisdom and mystery of the night, combined with a compelling power so immense it is almost frightening. This is not the first time this dreamer heard this call. Because we see her sleeping in her girlhood home, the dream hints that she is being visited yet again by the force of her own potentials, and the possibilities of her richer destiny. She may struggle with the appearance of factors that seem to clip her wings or curtail her wildness, but what she hungers for is freedom of consciousness and the claiming of her unfettered power. If she answers the call, her life will change, but it will be an adventure of the spirit, the mind, the emotion and the psyche. She need not lose the husband, the sleeping cat or the other cozy things she loves. The notion that we must choose between the home and the wilderness is an illusion, a product of our own resistance. The next step would be to stop screening out her own power and magnificence, and to trust that expansion is not destructive: it is the natural way of growth and healing.