It is very rare that I remember my dreams of the night before. I merely awake having the feeling that I was involved in some subconscious nocturnal motions. It is a pity that I have such short-lived memories. However two nights ago, I have a strong recollection of the major events that happened in my dream in the morning. The first being water and I am alert to the fact that this is not that first time I have dreamt about water. It is a common and recurring theme that I am familiar with. Water, one of the four elements, symbolises the unconscious, an emotional state of mind and also leans over to spirituality, knowledge and the emergence of an unknown territory. I am not surprised because I am a highly sensitive and emotional person, right-brain dominated and intuitive. At the same time I am also very drawn to spirituality and healing. Dreams containing water are greatly anticipated.
I recall being in a place that evokes an Egyptian temple with a lot of tunnels. But the tunnels were filled with water that was flowing with strong waves. I was bare-footed and initially the water level was quite shallow reaching only to my ankles. The water was calm, clear and of blue and green colour. There were living creatures in the water, organisms that were visible to the eyes but not something I could put a name to. There were plenty of them everywhere and I was meticulously trying to not step on them. I felt frightened and nervous. Nevertheless, I went straight ahead and did what I needed to do, which was to continue the path that led me to great adventures.
The water level increased rapidly and before I knew it I was walking on water! It was amazing and I never felt happier, enjoying total freedom and power. And after a while I noticed that I wasn’t walking but actually gliding and surfing with not a board but my bare feet. The strange thing is that I was surfing against the flow of the water in those never ending tunnels. The water rushed with immense velocity beneath me and I felt I was gliding up hill, swerving to the left and right. There was a force, an invisible force that propelled me forward even with the direction of the water gushing in opposition to me. There was no struggle, fight or panic. I was aware, humble, joyous and free. The intangible vehicle that kept me afloat, I have no idea what it was, but I have a strange premonition that it has a connection to the second facet of my dream.
The journey of water surfing came to an end and I saw before me a long pathway in the open leading to the door of a giant ancient kingdom. The stream of water suddenly terminated and I was to take my first step on solid ground that seemed like red earth. The weather was dry and hot and so in my mind, I believed that the ground would burn my shoeless feet. But it didn’t stop me from making my first step and to my surprise, the earth welcomed me.
Before I could relish another moment, I was transported into a room. There were people in the room practicing meditation in front of a Teacher that I can’t recollect. Sitting next to me was an existing Tibetan Buddhist monk, Lama Zopa. We are learning meditation together. We didn’t exchange any words but he saw me and acknowledged my presence with an assuring smile.
I know who Lama Zopa is but I have not had any thoughts about him for a long period of time and I don’t know how long. I have not read his works and books in detail. I merely know that he is a much respected high lama. So, we can’t be meditating together. My question is who was our Teacher?
When light penetrated my eyes, I knew it was time to wake-up. I saw that there was an abrasion on my right hand, more akin to slight bleeding under the skin in the form of a long scratch. I have no idea how it happened or if I was hurt while sleeping.This has never occurred before. Maybe the intensity of the dream caused my body to physically react.
The peculiar thing about this entire dream is that it left me with a feeling of wanting to forget my past, memories and experiences. I don’t feel like a new born child of the second coming. I just feel that my identity, all that have been established about me, is not me. I unexpectedly dropped many things behind. I hope to feel nearer to nature. That’s all. Certain things changed in me. I know it is only a dream but dream can be our closest bond to the unexplored.
