"Dolphin" by Jamie Rice
The Sun and Mercury are nearing each other in decan III of Capricorn, called “Power” in Book T and The Book of Thoth. The Moon is in Pisces, conjunct dreamy Neptune, trining Mars in Scorpio, and nearing a conjunction with Chiron, the ‘Wounded Healer.’
I will share a dream I had on November 30th, 2014, under a similar watery conjunction of Luna, Neptune and Chiron in Pisces…
I remember mine often. Whether or not anything is spoken during my dreams, there is usually some implicit narrative I'm lucidly aware of as I move through them. Sometimes the story is so rich with meaning, brilliantly layered, it's hard to bring back to waking life but intimations of whatever played out. Often I feel like I'm not 'allowed' to remember it all.
Last night's was different, much easier to retain. Those familiar with archetypal instincts of the Moon, Neptune, Chiron and Pisces, might receive more from this — but it is not necessary to be.
I was swimming in a vast body of water, most certainly ocean, bordered by a city on the shoreline maybe half a mile away. I moved atop the significant waves, and well below them, in a way no human has business swimming. Breathing was not an issue. I descended beneath the surface again and saw a creature, not a whale but rather like a very large dolphin, trapped in the rudder of a sizable ship.
The dolphin's mouth is what connected to the rudder, but there was no physical reason it should have been trapped. The part had not pierced the dolphin's flesh in any way, there was no blood or visible injury... in fact, the rudder was not really moving — and the creature's mouth was mostly motionless where it touched the rudder, as the rest of its body flailed with a message of anguish. Its mouth's connection to the rudder seemed purely symbolic. I swam down and with a gentle motion pushed the dolphin to freedom.
The most transforming dimension of this was the overwhelming, heart-opening experience of compassion, satiety and peace I felt upon seeing the dolphin and freeing it. My dreams, beyond heavily sensory, are fiery and intuitive... in them I am filled up with the vision, the suchness of meaning, accompanying whatever narratives I am moving through — and I'm lucky if I can assimilate a fraction of this meaning the following day. But no matter the chaos or complexity surrounding me, I usually remain somewhat cool and detached...
Never have I been so overwhelmed by emotion during a dream, or even waking life in recent memory. It flooded my entire body, lit up my whole vessel. There are few things to which I can compare this dream's gorgeous intensity... to my most passionate romances... or to how it felt giving two friends a gift on their wedding... or to the look in another friend's eyes gazing skyward then back at me, the sun lighting her tears as she brought her son outside the hospital for the first time... this dream was simply its own divinity.
I am an emotional being, poured out, dried up, infused, satiated, again and again. There are many moments of water, but this dream was so immersive, encompassing, self-dissolving... I can't possibly communicate how it felt to free that creature...
I will share a dream I had on November 30th, 2014, under a similar watery conjunction of Luna, Neptune and Chiron in Pisces…
I remember mine often. Whether or not anything is spoken during my dreams, there is usually some implicit narrative I'm lucidly aware of as I move through them. Sometimes the story is so rich with meaning, brilliantly layered, it's hard to bring back to waking life but intimations of whatever played out. Often I feel like I'm not 'allowed' to remember it all.
Last night's was different, much easier to retain. Those familiar with archetypal instincts of the Moon, Neptune, Chiron and Pisces, might receive more from this — but it is not necessary to be.
I was swimming in a vast body of water, most certainly ocean, bordered by a city on the shoreline maybe half a mile away. I moved atop the significant waves, and well below them, in a way no human has business swimming. Breathing was not an issue. I descended beneath the surface again and saw a creature, not a whale but rather like a very large dolphin, trapped in the rudder of a sizable ship.
The dolphin's mouth is what connected to the rudder, but there was no physical reason it should have been trapped. The part had not pierced the dolphin's flesh in any way, there was no blood or visible injury... in fact, the rudder was not really moving — and the creature's mouth was mostly motionless where it touched the rudder, as the rest of its body flailed with a message of anguish. Its mouth's connection to the rudder seemed purely symbolic. I swam down and with a gentle motion pushed the dolphin to freedom.
The most transforming dimension of this was the overwhelming, heart-opening experience of compassion, satiety and peace I felt upon seeing the dolphin and freeing it. My dreams, beyond heavily sensory, are fiery and intuitive... in them I am filled up with the vision, the suchness of meaning, accompanying whatever narratives I am moving through — and I'm lucky if I can assimilate a fraction of this meaning the following day. But no matter the chaos or complexity surrounding me, I usually remain somewhat cool and detached...
Never have I been so overwhelmed by emotion during a dream, or even waking life in recent memory. It flooded my entire body, lit up my whole vessel. There are few things to which I can compare this dream's gorgeous intensity... to my most passionate romances... or to how it felt giving two friends a gift on their wedding... or to the look in another friend's eyes gazing skyward then back at me, the sun lighting her tears as she brought her son outside the hospital for the first time... this dream was simply its own divinity.
I am an emotional being, poured out, dried up, infused, satiated, again and again. There are many moments of water, but this dream was so immersive, encompassing, self-dissolving... I can't possibly communicate how it felt to free that creature...