DaFuMu
for Peace -
Dreams for September 2005
Dreams from the 15th night of each month
Dream of 16 September 2005, 2 am BST (1 am GMT)
I am at a place that sells used cars, and agree to trade in my current car for
another one. I make this deal with the older man who runs this place, but then
deal with his son. I have made a bad deal, and the son knows it but doesn’t
say anything, thinking it’s not his problem. My old car was a Vauxhall
hatchback (Opel, in the rest of the world) and this new one looks like a cross
between a 4WD and a pickup truck, but really small. I realise that I hadn’t
bargained on the deal, I should have had something for my old car.
I drive to a place where I am to work, temporarily. Two groups of people are
there, one larger and one smaller. One of the people of the smaller group, a
woman, has her birthday. Somebody has arranged for a group of entertainers or
buskers to come and sing and perform for her, there is a ring at the door and
I go to open it. The entertainers, two men and two women, start singing and I
have to stop them. I’m not the one, I say, and add that I think the woman
whose birthday it is has left. The buskers get annoyed, and insist on
performing anyway, as they want to be paid. I let them in, and they perform,
but I don’t see the performance.
There is a lot of coming and going, and I realise that there are two groups of
Iroquois warriors, one friendly or loyal, and the other hostile and criminal.
A lot of people get killed, but I don’t see any of the killings, or any of the
dead people. I feel some anxiety lest the authorities find out, but nobody
seems to be very concerned. At last it is time to finish work, and lock up for
the night. One of the people of the larger group, that remained, his name is
Mark, thanks me for my work (I think I was some sort of receptionist) and says
something about seeing me in the morning.
I sort of agree, but I know I won’t be coming back. Something doesn’t sit
right. I find my way out – the place is bigger than I realised – and find my
way to the parking lot, to get my car. I reverse it, and the brakes almost
don’t work. I hope I won’t have to brake at higher speed. Somewhere as I leave
I hear somebody commenting on a man who had entered the building, and somebody
else laughs and says that Mark had hung him. There are a lot of people moving
all but unseen among clusters of trees near the building, as I drive away, but
they don’t concern me.
EOD
Comments: If one replaces “Iroquois” with “Iraqi” the dream makes some
sense, I think – hence the title. I thought the deal with the father, carried
out by the son, was interesting, also the type of car I traded for – and both
use petrol (gas).
After I had made my comments about invoking nightmares, last week, I realised
that one of my fears actually relate to the dream world, because it’s where I
have felt most vulnerable and exposed, in a psychic sense. As I fell asleep
last night I asked for protection, and when I woke from the dream at 2 am I
felt let down. But then I realised that I had not actually been harmed, and
that perhaps it was not always in my best interest to be shielded from
everything unpleasant. I had done a dodgy deal with my car (Ka = vehicle of
the soul, I usually dream of my car when I feel psychically vulnerable, in the
dream world) but I somehow knew I could deal with it. (Or perhaps that was a
warning, although I’m not looking to trade it in for another year, at least.)
Oh, and I read in the news this morning about a little boy who had
accidentally hung himself as he tried to emulate Johnny Depp’s character in a
film, who got out of the noose – so I guess that bit of the dream might have
belonged there.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/wales/4249462.stm
Olivia
Hi dreamers,
I asked for DaFuMu dream – this dream felt kind of icky. I’m not sure how this
fits with DaFuMu
I am in my jeep with other people, driving up a mountain or hill. There is a
mud slide and get out of the jeep. We watch things slide down the mountain
road and we start to walk away. I look back and see that the jeep will be ok.
Then something happens (maybe the mudslide pushes it?) and the jeep goes over
the edge of he road and falls into the water and sinks nose first down into
the water. We walk toward home and we walk through houses – I’m not sure we
are supposed to be there. We end up in the house we headed for – it may be my
house….EOD
Thoughts: I read Olivia’s thoughts on the car/Ka = vehicle of the soul.
For me I do feel psychically protected in the dream world when I’m in my car.
What is unsettling is that in the dream I leave my car and it gets swept into
the water and sinks.
Kat in Colorado
When I made my reply to Ron's comment about
peace yesterday I realized that it was prompted by my dream of the night
before AND I thought then - this is DaFuMu time - so I took my dream as this
month's DaFuMu (this morning when I read your dream, Kat, I was surprised by
some of the similarities too).
Dream:
I'm on top of a mountain at a holiday house belonging to Catherine. I can see
for ever up here - right down the backyard which is so large and then way way
down into the valley which stretches out far into the distance.
There is a stream. A beautiful clear stream running quite deep, but crystal
clear through sandstone rocks (I was a bit puzzled by the water - it was like
sea water and it ran down such a steep slope, I wondered why it didn't all
pour out. But it didn't and it didn't have a current - it was exactly like sea
water - just lying in the rocks). I say Catherine will be able to swim in
summer. I put my feet in - deliciously warm. I could swim now, but I'm
dressed, so I don't. I will wait for summer.
EOD
Well here is the stream and rocks that was in Ron's email about TAO and peace
which I found the morning AFTER my dream (I'll add Ron's mail and my comment
below). When I read Ron's thoughts on TAO and replied using the stream image I
didn't think of my dream. But after, I remembered it and wondered if my dream
had come to provide me with an image that matched Ron's image of peace.
Kat - here I have mountains and water - like
you and more perhaps, a house. Now "my house" or "Catherine's house"
(Catherine is a good friend and of course me too!!) is a holiday house - and
as I wrote the dream down I was aware that this might be a comment on our
temporary stay here on earth - we are all in a holiday house - staying for a
short time - definitely not for the whole story. I wonder if your loss of your
car (which you say is you) but your still getting to where you want to go - is
the same sort of idea - that is - even if anyone were to die - it does not
matter - they are going to where they are meant to be.
NOW that thought is very common in all
religions BUT I'm NOT religious. I do though have an open mind about what
happens after death. Partly because I am intrigued by reincarnation (but only
on an intellectual level), partly because of a dream I had when my mother died
of "walking her part of her way home"; partly from a friend of mine dying -
and I was sure her presence was active and coherent for some time after her
death.
I wonder if this dream is a comment on peace.
IF we are all going home when we die, then
perhaps, that can change our view of what happens in the world. Perhaps our
basic fears (to get back to Ron's earlier dream) need not be so overwhelming.
I think if fear is not so overwhelming, we can
act with much more clarity in this world. I think we have a much better chance
of peace.
Kathy
RON'S EMAIL, I READ AFTER MY DREAM:
I've been reading the Art of Peace. I think what I was saying, wasn't that I
didn't feel balance was important, but that some conflict can be healthy.
"The universe is our greatest teacher, our
greatest friend. It is always teaching us the Art of Peace. Study how
water flows in a valley stream, smoothly and freely between the rocks.
Everything--mountains, rivers, plants, and trees--should be your teacher.
The world's wisdom is contained in books, and by studying the words of the
wise, countless new techniques can be created. Study and practice, and then
reflect on your progress. The Art of Peace is the art of learning deeply,
the art of knowing oneself." The Art of Peace, Morihei Ueshiba I am
not sure if it is things are out of balance, by, imo, ego reasoning. I
believe spiritually that everything is in harmony. The Tao, the Way.
Everyone follows and learns from their True Will.
(Ron)
MY EMAIL to RON - AFTER my dream:
RON: re: peace is already here (the TAO):
It IS a matter of how we look, isn't it? IF we look from our ego's needs
then there is just friction and loss - I mean the water does NOT flow
smoothly between rocks from either the point of view of the water itself OR
the rocks themselves. IF we take either of these points of view we find
difficulty, resistance and harm e.g. the water is continually rubbing
against the rock; the rock interrupts where it could flow; and from the
point of view of the rock: it is continually worn away and changed by the
passing of the water. YET, from the point of OUR view (which is seeing
these two as ONE) - there is NO conflict - only CHANGE.
SO we could we see that in our world? The US
is merely following its natural flow (towards oil - needed for its
continuing existence); Iraq is merely eroded as part of that. BUT HOW can we
take a place outside that and see that as merely CHANGE????? Well we could.
BUT is that all we can do??? Does that view lead to passivity???? Does that
view allow the dominator to continue domination???? OR is the point to
NOTICE the natural flow AND also ACT to stop it. I think that is the point -
and perhaps in seeing it all as a natural flow - we can move from blame and
anger and guilt and see all this as "natural" AND then act more effectively
- for we would be acting with clarity??????
Thanks for the quote - it got me thinking.
Kathy
Hey,
dreamers, you've finally reeled me in. I've been telling myself I needed to
catch up with other things before writing to you, but my own DaFuMu dream fits
somewhere into this set Kat and Kay dreamed up...I think. It wasn't about
cars, but it was definitely about water.
Kat, I had the strangest sense of deja vu when I read your dream. And then I
remembered the dream of yours that I saved from the auction table at the
conference, the one that went with the mirror you made. I hope you don't mind
if I quote it here:
Dream
My husband and I are leaving this place and he's in his Suburban and I am in
my car.
He turns one way to go home and I turn a different way. Then the next thing I
remember is that he is driving parallel to me--he's on the road and I am
driving on rocks. There is a drop off and then the ocean. I know it's an
island. My car turns into a bike, and then it falls as I realize that I am
flying....
There's more to the dream, but that was the part that gave me the deja vu
experience. It just seems interesting to me that the two dreams are so
similar.
For my own water dream, I had this little snippet just as I was waking:
I open the door to the freezer of the refrigerator in the kitchen (as it was
before it was remodeled). Someone, maybe Anne, is standing by the
refrigerator. When I pull out an ice cube tray, it is only half full.
Someone has taken out some of the ice cubes and not refilled the tray,
something I find really annoying.
Well, that didn't seem like much of a DaFuMu until I began writing in my
journal...where I began explaining to myself that this was another dream of
water.
Not only have we been doing the Meditation on Water (at least I still am, and
I suspect that some of you are too...I mean the one Olivia suggested, of
thinking of pure water for all the world each time I use water in my life),
but water has been appearing all around us in the form of flood water in the
U.S. and sickness from impure water in Iraq.
My Self reminded me that most frequently, when water appears in dreams, it is
interpreted as emotions. And suggested that I not forget that water in its
frozen form may indicate frozen emotions. Duh! So the meaning of my snippet
got clearer.
And then, of course, I got the pun: Is the ice cube tray half empty? Or is it
half full?
Well, I won't go on with this one. I think you get the picture. I suspect
there's going to be more discussion :))
Love,
Jean
Olivia:
What a sad story about that boy. As I read it the line "he had no awarness of
danger" struck me. He couldn't see that an action in a movie and an action at
home may have different consequences. Strange - what did the boy lack? A sense
of himself as being IN the world. Is that it?
Your dream, seems to have dealt with those same relations - nothing is
attended to as being a serious part of our life here (not the car buying; nor
the buskers; nor the Iraqois/Iraqi's all acting like it is a movie script -
running in and out).
IF I were to think of your dream as a dream
about peace: I think it is about the need to see the world and our actions in
it as REAL - to focus on what we do and on what the consequences are, for if
we don't we will end up hanging ourselves. Especially - imagine if we were to
treat fighting with seriousness - if we didn't think of it like a movie with
no consequences - then I think we'd have peace much much more often. BUT if we
continue to treat fighting as a movie then we harm/kill ourselves (just like
that little boy did). No wonder Mark said he "hung" him. Mark seems like FATE.
That is our FATE if we behave like that.
Imagine if all the soldiers and politicians and
mercenaries and "insurgeants" were to see what they are doing in Iraq IN FOCUS
(not as a movie where they have "no awareness of danger").
Kathy
Thanks for your thoughts on my dream.
Olivia - I think I misread your thought on car/Ka - oops sorry. Missing car
etc fits. I found it interesting that our dream/car was similar.
I'm not sure what time my dream was. I wrote it around 6:15 a.m. Mountain
Time.
Kathy - yes it is reassuring that we find home in my dream and we get to where
we are meant to be. I see the similarities in your dream - hmmm. I wouldn't
say I'm religious but consider myself spiritual - I'm not completely sure what
I think what happens after death. I have some conflicting beliefs about what
happens.
Thanks for sharing Ron's email - I need to print it out and re-read and
re-read it. I do agree that if fear isn't so overwhelming, that there would be
more clarity and better chance of peace.
Jean - those dreams are pretty similar! I hadn't' put it together - doing the
Water Meditation and the dreams. Duh.
I would like to think I'm a ½ full ice cube trayist - but sometimes that ½
empty ice cube trayist gets the best of me LOL!
Thanks May for the article on Bush's speech and political response to it. What
a mess. - Kat
Ron, I have read Dreamways of the Iroquois,
I've got it, and planning to re-read. I think you make a very good point
there, about the division of the Iroquois, the division of the Iraqi, and the
Iraqi ('democratic') constitution, as handed down from the US, derived from
the Iroquois. (If it comes from the Native American traditions, the Iroquois
specifically, I guess it may have something genuine - I haven't actually
ever read the US constitution...)
I did actually think the smaller group (with the woman who left before the
buskers arrived to celebrate her birthday) might well suggest the Sunnis, who
have essentially (if I understood this right?) pulled out of the work on the
constitution. I had thought about asking about some kind of anniversary that I
don't know of - and even as I write this I realise that the referendum on the
Iraqi constitution is the 15th of October. My birthday. (Yes, make a note of
it, and make a fuss of me! :)))
Oi. Bush is "buske" in Swedish. Or "shrub", if you prefer... LOL!
I did wonder where those buskers came from...
Olivia
