06.07.06
Posted in Dreams, Screenplay at 6:03 pm by Administrator
I had another dream this morning. This one was much shorter than one I posted on May 26. In this dream I am in my backyard under a large oak tree, I call Grandmother Tree. At the base of the tree is a worm bin I made.
A worm bin is an enclosed container used for housing worms. It has small breathing holes in it so the worms can breath, but it is hoped, not escape. The worms are used to compost garbage. You feed the worms plant based kitchen scraps. The worms then recycle the kitchen scraps into worm poop, which makes an excellent soil additive. (No I am not making this up.)
In my dream I see young red worms escaping and running away from my worm bin. I gather them up and put them back into the worm bin but I know they will try to escape again.
My dream ends.
The meaning of this dream is again not what you would expect. The construction of my worm bin was a labor of love. In real life I am very proud of it. I am responsible for creating these baby worms. But in my dream the fruit of my labor, the new worms that have been born inside of my worm bin, are running away. They are dispersing.
In my dream the escaping worms represent my creative energy. My creative projects are labors of love, but I frequently have a hard time completing some of these projects. My subconscious is telling me that I am letting my creative energy escape because I have not taken care of business. I have not made sure I have secured the worms in the bin. This dream is telling me that I need to be more aware and focused on how I use my creative energy. I need to make sure that I stay focused on my creative goals and don’t get side tracked into wasting energy on activities like playing computer games or watching DVDs.
I see this dream as a pep talk and lecture from my subconscious to stay focused on writing my screenplay and not let it “runaway” from me. I need to be careful and not let my time and energy creep away, like the escaping baby worms.
That being said I continue to take baby steps forward on my screenplay. Last night I loaded my Movie Maker software and played around with it bit. But then later I started playing computer games, so you can see where this dream is coming from.
Namaste,
Swan
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05.26.06
Posted in Dreams, Screenplay at 7:23 pm by Administrator
I had an important dream this morning.
In my dream it is a beautiful spring day. Three neighborhood children come to my front door to see me. The children suddenly begin to cry and point to a sign that has been nailed to the outside wall of my home.
The sign reads, “The adults at this house invite children into their home unsupervised. We do not know what these adults are doing with these children. We are now doing surveillance on this home. Children are no longer permitted to enter this house.”
The children run back to their homes crying. They are scared and sad.
The dream changes. I am in my bedroom now. In the lace curtains at the window I see the face of a man. He is peering into my bedroom and taking notes. He is my neighbor, an ex-military civilian. He is wearing a white t-shirt and putty colored pants. His title is something like, “Patroller of the Peace.”
I try to verbally connect with him, to show him that I am a good person, that we share things in common. I tell him, “We are for Peace too.” My SO tells me to be quiet. He is worried that the things I say will be used against us.
Now it is night and I hear the mewling of kittens. They are hiding in the drapes of the long curtains. Some are big and healthy and strong. But one is so small; it can barely lift its little head. It is hairless and smooth like a grey-green lizard. I pick it up. Its skin is cool to touch. I am worried that it won’t survive. But it moves and tries to suck on my finger. It is hungry. I hold its little body in my hands so that I can give it my warmth. I look around trying to figure out how I can feed it.
My dream ends there.
A little later that morning in my daily meditation session, I worked with the symbols of my dream.
Before I go into what I believe is the meaning of my dream, let me explain that dreams are a way for our subconscious and our higher self to speak to us. The subconscious does not speak in words but in pictures and symbols. So in my dream a weak little kitten is not a kitten. The kitten stands for something that I love that needs me to nurture it and help it to grow strong and flourish.
That being said I believe this dream is about my screenplay. The vulnerable little kitten represents my infant screenplay, my newly born brainchild which needs me to protect it and nurture it so it will grow healthy and strong. The children in my dream represent my inner child or children in this case. This is the Divine Child within. These children represent me connecting with a multifaceted Divine Force.
They have come to play with me. But my inner critic, the “Patroller of the Peace” has created a barrier to keep them out of my house. Houses or buildings have traditionally stood as a symbol for the Ego in dreams. My inner critic wants to keep the “Peace” by keeping the Divine Children (messengers from the Divine Force) away from my Ego.
So this is a dream about spiritual transformation. The death of the Ego is essential for spiritual transformation. But death can be a painful experience. It turns our world upside down. The death of the Ego tears away the defensive structures that protect our personalities. Once the defensives have been removed we can be reborn. We can become an innocent Child again. And like a phoenix we rise from the ashes with a more fully integrated connection with the Divine. But while the process of transformation may not be peaceful the end result is the creation of a deep and profound inner peace.
Through the deep spiritual work I have been doing I have uncovered that I am a writer, and that writing is my soul work. This information could be upsetting to my Ego which does not want me to upset the apple cart of my present life. Currently I can work as a librarian and also write at night, but that might change.
The Critic in my dream, the Patroller of the Peace, is not a bad guy. I can tell that because he is dressed all in white. He is trying to keep the Peace and to keep the children safe. But as I learn later in my dream, the Critic is not needed at this time. It is up to me to take care of the kitten child. I must feed it, nurture it, and keep it safe.
So my infant screenplay is inviting me to play with it. It is asking me to keep it away from the Critic, both internal and external. For criticism, even helpful criticism will “kill” this vulnerable child. When it is stronger. When the script has taken form and shape, it will be time to show it to the world.
So there you have it, my dream and its meaning. It always amazes me the incredible forces available to assist us on our journey. All we have to do is be open to our Guides. We can find our Guides anywhere but they often come to us in our dreams.
For the next week I am off to visit my folks. I don’t know if I will have a chance to post anything while I am gone. But I will try.
That being said I want you to know I am moving forward with my screenplay project. My screenplay software, Write Brothers Movie Magic is winging its way to me through the postal service. I should have the software in hand when I get back from my trip.
Also I completed the 9-Minute Movie exercise for my screenplay. I have outlined my story on nine 3×5″ index cards. The cards cover the action that will appear on pages 1, 3, 10, 30, 45, 60, 75, 90 and 120. This will be my road may when I begin to write.
I got this exercise from Viki King’s How to Write a Movie in 21 Days: The Inner Movie Method. I am also finishing up reading The Writer’s Journey: Mythic Structure for Writers by Christopher Volger.
A journey of a thousand miles starts with baby steps as does a screenplay.
Peace,
Swan
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