As you may know from previous writings, the bear is my spirit animal and I have a lot of dreams about them. In my dreams, I am always in a beautiful forest setting, usually with water around and almost always with more than one bear around. The bears are always peaceful but awe-inspiring, and a bit fearsome, as I imagine they would be in reality.
Last night I dreamed I was out in the wild, by a rushing stream or small river. I was accompanied by a beautiful spirit friend. The trail we were walking on wound around the river. In the river were 2 or 3 bears, peacefully fishing. I saw the bears and stopped, hestitant to move forward on the trail. I watched them for a bit. They took no notice of us, or at least didn't seem to pay any attention to us. After observing for a bit, I moved forward and walked on the trail around the stream. I was very close to the bears, but they didn't seem to mind my/our presence at all. I remember feeling a bit tense and afraid, but at the same time, I felt confident in myself and the bears. I walked by them and when I got to the other side of the stream I watched them again. It was a very happy, serene moment.
In these dreams I can always see and hear everything so clearly. It's like I'm really there...and maybe I am. They are always in vivid colour. I really love these dreams because I feel like I'm connecting with something. I'm sure they are more than just dreams. I'm visiting places I know I will see one day...
I dreamed I was out in the woods with some people, probably friends, but I can't remember who was with me exactly. It was dark, but not totally night time yet. We could still see. Anyway, we saw what looked like 2 grey squirrels fighting. It looked like they had each other by the noses and were in a tug-of-war. But then we realized it was not 2 squirrels, but a grey wolf with a squirrel in its mouth. I guess the wolf had captured it as its prey. When we saw the wolf my friends got kinda scared and made noise and stuff, so we startled the wolf and it dropped the squirrel. I saw the squirrel walk/limp off slowly into the bush. The wolf kinda went after it, but the squirrel pretty much got away. I looked at the wolf. Then something came over me, and I lifted my head and howled. My friends thought I was nuts. they were like, "What are you doing!" I said something to them, I don't know what, but I pretty much just ignored them. I howled again. This time the wolf howled back. It was soooo cooool. It was only about 10 or 15 feet in front of me. I could see it and it could see me. I howled again and it howled back to me again. I remember telling my friends they should try it, but no one did cause they were too scared or something. I did it again and not only did this wolf howl back, but I could hear other wolves howling back in the distance. It was really awesome. So we all started howling together! This was a really amazing dream. Someday I must go to Algonquin Park for a wolf-howling session.
I dreamed I was in some place, like an old theatre or some other big, empty building, with a boyfriend and some friends. But I don't know exactly who was with me. Anyway, this place was haunted and we were investigating it. I was asking if there were any spirits present to come forward. We knew there was a spirit there. At first it didn't respond, but then it started answering me by manifesting placards with their answer written on it. When it answered, it would hold up these placards for us to read.
So anyway, the communication seemed kind of weak, so I began asking the spirit to make a noise. It didn't respond. Then I remember saying, "Spirit, could you please make a loud bang for 'yes'." And at that point it responded with a very loud bang. The bang sounded like a whoosh or vaccuum-sound and ended in a loud clap. It was so loud, it woke me from my sleep. I actually heard it. And my dream continued as I was half-asleep, half-awake. The sound manifested at the same time a placard did. This time the message on the placard read, "Assholes, Whores", and I could suddenly feel the energy change in the room to something very sinister and almost demonic. The spirit did not like us being there and my friends got scared and turned around to leave the room. I didn't want to leave, but I turned to follow them out. I took another look at the placard. The message had changed into, "Assholes. Prisoner hotel." I remember asking, "Prisoner hotel? What does that mean?" But I woke up completely at that point and the dream ended.
I think the spirit was telling us the place we were in was a "prisoner hotel", meaning a jail or psyche hospital or something like that.
I got up to use the washroom and to jot down the details of this dream so I wouldn't forget it. (It was only about 3 AM, so I was gonna go back to sleep.) After I crawled into bed again, I started to doze off and the dream kinda continued. I remember having a conversation with the spirit but I can't remember what we talked about! But I do know that he (I knew by that point that it was a he) was telling me some very interesting stuff. I just wish I could remember what!
I forgot to post that I had another bear dream a few days ago. Bears are really in my consciousness, all the time. I kinda know why, but I also don't. Anyway, in my dreams they are always close to me and I am afraid of them, but they never hurt me. In this last dream, I saw a polar bear for the first time. I never dream of polar bears. My bear guide is always a black bear. I saw one of those too. I don't remember much of the dream, just that I was swimming in a lake or other body of water, but it must have been way up North because there was ice in the water. Then I saw a polar bear swim close to me. I got really scared, but it didn't do anything, it just raised its head and looked up at me. It was really big and beautiful and had sweet eyes. I slowly climbed out of the water. I saw the black bear either before I went in the water or as I was getting out. I can't remember...
I forgot to post this dream I had a couple nights ago! It was an intense one, that's for sure. Very vivid. It disturbed me.
It was a bright, sunny, warm, gorgeous summer day. The first thing I remember is I was standing beside a train, one of those freight trains with the roundish cars. There was a film being shown inside one of the cars. I don't know who I said it to cause I couldn't see him, but I said to this guy, "I'm gonna go watch this movie". Then I climbed into the car.
The floor of the car was made of wooden planks, kinda like a boardwalk. It was like a raised platform. That's all that was inside. The film was being projected against the back of the car. I was the only one inside watching it. I think it was a black and white one, an old western. The door of the car was open, but once I climbed inside it somehow closed, even though I didn't close it and I didn't see or hear anyone else close it. So I sat there and watched the film. When it was over I got up to open the door and leave, but the train started moving. I considered jumping out, but the train quickly gained speed.
The inside of the car was all black--the walls were black, and on either side of the boardwalk floor thing were black, oily mechanical things for the train. Suddenly there were windows on either side of the car. I could feel the train pick up speed and I could see the outside zooming by. I remember thinking, "Aren't they gonna let people off?" Meaning other people in other cars who had watched the film (I guess I thought they were showing it in every car).
The sunshine was streaming in through the windows and I could see the dust dancing in the rays. I could feel panic start to set in. I had no idea where the train was going. I remember thinking, "What if I'm stuck in here and we go all the way to BC or something?" I had no food or water with me and I would have been trapped for days. And when nightfall came it would be completely black in there. I could feel the speed and momentum under my feet. I saw familiar landmarks zip by. I tried looking for an emergency brake but everything was all black and oily and I couldn't tell one thing from another. I also thought maybe we would stop at a GO station along the way (commuter train station) and I could get off there.
We did stop at an intersection somewhere, and I thought of opening the door and jumping out. There were all the mechanical parts and workings in between me and the door and it made it difficult to reach the door handle. Plus they seemed to be really hot. I remember thinking next time we stopped I was gonna jump out no matter what.
Then I think I woke up at that point.
This dream was very symbolic of my life how I feel it is going right now. The car represents my life how I feel it is right now--dark, confining, dusty, hollow, barren. And I'm stuck in the middle of it, all alone. The car was an empty shell. And empty shell encasing one small life--me. I could see the beauty of the outside world pass me by and I'm trapped in my existence. It's beautiful out there and ugly in here. No no one hears me call for help. I panic because I don't know where I'm going and I'm not prepared for the journey. I don't want to be stuck where I am. I desperately want to be freed.
I want off this train but I can't escape. I'm looking for ways to escape but I discover obstacles. This is so metaphorical of my life right now--I can see the outside and want so badly to be a part of it, but I'm trapped by my circumstances, and I feel I have little control over them. I don't know where I'm going, where I'm heading. I'm being driven blindly into the unknown, by unseen forces...
Added later: I forgot to mention that I know this ride is only temporary...the train's gotta stop some time.
I always dream about them. They are either my friends or I am afraid of them. In last night's dream, I was out in Nature, maybe Elliot Lake because there are a lot of bears up there. I was walking along a river...actually I think I might have been swimming in it. Anyway, as I was standing on the edge of the river I noticed a round, dark shape in the distance. I thought I saw it move, so I took a second look and yep, it was a bear. So I gathered my things and started walking away from it. I got on the opposite side of the river and could see it was a cub! Then another cub came along. Then I saw Mama. She saw me too, and although I was across the river from her, she didn't want me anywhere near her babies. She started crossing the river towards me. I started walking away, singing some song because I was told that you should sing or make some kind of noise to let Mama know you are moving away from her cubs. But she didn't stop. She wasn't vicious or anything, she was just chasing me away. For some reason, there were these wooden blocks on the ground. So I picked up a couple and banged them together to scare her off. I think it worked, but I'm not sure because I think I woke up at that time.
Even though dreams like this are kinda scary, they are really beautiful too. Very vivid. I can see the lush forest, hear the river, smell the air, everything. It's like I'm really there. I feel so at home in the forest! I think these dreams also help me prepare in case I do run into bears out in the forest. So it's almost like the bears themselves are teaching me to protect myself from them...
I dreamed last night I went back to my home town, Thunder Bay, Ontario. It was summer. I haven't been back to T.Bay in 13 years, and there are some friends there that I haven't seen since then, in particular my one friend that I have known my whole life. Well I went to see her in my dream. I remember I couldn't get a hold of her right away, so I left a message on her voice mail saying I was in town. Then I went off searching for other friends. There's another childhood friend I tried looking for. I haven't seen her since we were kids. We never tried contacting each other again and I guess we grew apart as we got older. It happens. But my life-long friend and I still talk. In my dream I was in a school, and I remember talking to a teacher there, asking her if she knew Jennifer. She just told me no, but she is a teacher in another school. Anyway, so the next day (in my dream) I went to see my long-time friend (Sandra). I remember going to her mom's house and waiting for her there. She finally came over with her husband and baby, which is weird because her son is like 4 or 5, and not a baby anymore. Though she is expecting another one, so maybe that was the baby I saw. Anyway, we hugged and I remember going for a walk around her neighbourhood. There is a huge cemetary just up the road from her mom's house. When we were kids we used to go explore it and run around and stuff. And every time I would go visit her, I'd always want to go to the cemetary, being the ghoul that I am. So in my dream I naturally wanted to check out the cemetary. I know quite a few people buried in there, including Sandra's dad. I have always wanted to go back there, and pay my respects. Anyway, after talking about the cemetary, I woke up.
I also remember something about swimming in a pool, but I don't know how that tied into anything.
Anyway, I have been thinking a lot about going up to Thunder Bay this summer. I usually go to Elliot Lake for vacation. I would really like to do both...maybe I can if I save my money. Because I know I need to go to Elliot Lake. That's another place where I have a lot of history. A part of my soul is there. But Thunder Bay is an important place too. I spent my childhood there. I often think about going back and visting my childhood homes and the places I liked to go to. I think I am going to try to go to both places this summer. One in the summer and one in the fall.
I usually record my dreams in my little spiritual journal, but I thought I'd post this one here!
Re: Emma-O's Online Dream Journal « Reply #7 on Feb 2, 2007, 12:59am »
February 2, 2007
I dreamed about blue jays. I often have dreams about my colourful bird friends. These dreams are always so similar -- I'm out in the bush somewhere, or in a field, or somewhere where there's grass and trees. Then I see a bird, or maybe two. Their colours are always so vibrant. In this dream I saw 2 blue jays, and they were quite close to me. I was with someone (I don't know who) and I was like, "Look at them!" We watched them and I took in all their colours. They were on the grass, which is unusual. I don't think I ever saw a blue jay anywhere but in a tree.
Anyway, the next thing I remember is I was standing up and the birds came fluttering towards me. I reached out my hand and either one or both came to rest on my hand.
I often dream this. I usually see cardinals, blue jays, goldfinches and orioles in my bird dreams. Probably because these are the birds I always see in the summer, and I miss them. (Except the cardinals, they're here all year-round). Anyway, I always dream that the birds aren't scared of me and they come and rest either on my hand or shoulder.
I know that to dream of brightly-couloured birds denotes good fortune. But I never did learn what it means to have them actually come and sit on your hand. But it seems to make sense that it would mean the fortune is "in your hands".
Re: Emma-O's Online Dream Journal « Reply #8 on Nov 10, 2007, 12:38pm »
I dreamed I was crossing a road somewhere...it was probably Toronto or some other busy place because I seem to recall being at an intersection somewhere and kinda hurrying to cross before the light changed. And I seem to remember cars being around me. But the significant part of the dream is that I was finding beautiful feathers on the road. They looked like these hawk feathers I found in Elliot Lake on my vacation this past summer. But they were more beautiful...they had the same browns, reds and rust colours and markings like hawk feathers, but they also had dabs of other colours here and there, like pink and blue. I stopped to gather all the feathers, even though there were cars all around me and i was scared of getting caught in the middle of traffic.
My interpretation of this dream is that the city and noise and cars around me represent Toronto, and the tension I felt in relation to these cars signifies my desire to leave Toronto, and my intolerance of the noise and cars and concrete. I think the feathers were left by one of my spirit animals, the hawk, to guide me out of the darkness, so to speak. I think the feathers weren't just part of the dream, but part of a spiritual communication between my animal guide and me. I have been having a hard time lately and I really want to leave Toronto. I feel trapped here. I have been praying a lot lately ans asking for help. I had a few strange dreams like that last night, but this is the only one I wish to share. Sometimes that veil is very thin, and we can receive messages from our guides. I think this one was saying, "Not to worry, there is a way out. Just follow your heart ."
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