Archive for March 26th, 2009
The flamingo, symbol for the colour red in ancient Egypt, living symbol for the Sun God Ra. The flamingo became called Bennu, the mythical Phoenix bird that symbolized alchemical transformation in which the spirit is freed from the bonds of the physical, a release from the limits of the outer world.
I have been seeing so many flamingos lately and have been provided with many opportunities to photograph them in the sky and on the water. This photo has a fiery quality to it that came from using a tele-extender on my camera. I thought to trash it as I do with many photos, but hesitated. Now I understand what the symbolic import has come to mean for me. There are so many signs both in dreams and in waking life that are screaming about change, about dying and rebirth. Not a physical dying, but a dying of old ideas, a dying of an old self. In the red fires of change, I am re-emerging, a little more aware of my own personal shadow stuff – owning it.
Faceless … dreams are often faceless. When I lead dream work, especially with groups, I had a person present a dream several times, each time from the point of view of other figures in the dream and of the apparently inanimate objest as well. At that time I understood this as the Gestalt approach to dream work. Then, I rethought exactly what I was doing from a Jungian standpoint where the dreamer is all parts of the dream. The archetypes and images that are shifting in and out of one’s dream are communication attempts between the self and the personal and collective unconscious which has but one goal, bringing the shadow to light, becoming fully aware – individuation.
I often dream but have given up working on my dreams for the past number of years. And now, the dreams are coming faster than ever. One aproach to understanding what is currently happening involves Mayan prophecies surrounding the end of the Mayan calendar come the winter equinox in 2012. Gwynne Mayer writes in “Gateways to 2012“:
We have been discussing the energetic of 2012 and how the planet is speeding up its own energies aligning itself with the galaxies and we are focusing on how this is affecting us as our lives seem to be folding in on themselves. Our dreams are becoming more intensive, our interactions with others are intensified and it seem we are all being bombarded from the personal to the political arena…it is all part of the soup we are in, as Carl Jung use to say. We in the psychological field are definitely skewed in our frame of reference as we see person after person struggle in this area, not to mention those peers of ours in the healing professions try to gain balance and not get tipped over in this topsy turvy world.
I find this interesting stuff indeed, especially since Gwynne is counted among my friends for many years. This speaks of energy, about an heightening of senses. But, I want more right now. So, I turn to C.G. Jung:
The dream is a little hidden door in the innermost and most secret recesses of the soul, opening into that cosmic night which was psyche long before there was any ego consciousness, and which will remain psyche no matter how far our ego-consciousness extends. For all ego-consciousness is isolated; because it separates and discriminates, it knows only particulars, and it sees only those that can be related to the ego. Its essence is limitation, even though it reach to the farthest nebulae among the stars. All consciousness separates; but in dreams we put on the likeness of that more universal, truer, more eternal man dwelling in the darkness of primordial night. There he is still the whole, and the whole is in him, indistinguishable from nature and bare of all egohood. It is from these all-uniting depths that the dream arises, be it never so childish, grotesque, and immoral. (C.G. Jung, CW 10. page 304)
There, this is what I have been trying to remember. my dreams are my doorway, my portal to my soul, the portal to unity.