Dreams and fears

Both are illusions–dreams and fears.  Or are they?  A therapist once said to me–pretend that your life is a dream about self integration.  They believe that everything you see in a dream is a part of yourself seeking to be whole.  Take this dream theory and place it on your life.

So I have a dream that I had to forcefully pull a long icky worm/snake out of the bottom of my foot.  that it was beneath a callous I was scratching at.  Ugly and disturbing, I stuffed it into a plastic grocery bag and had to hold the top tight so it couldn’t get out.  All the day–in the dream–walking around talking to people in an event, directing visitors, I held onto this bag tightly as the snake tried to get out.  What the heck does that say about me and all my restless, irritable, discontent parts seeking integration–or escape?

And now a slight fear of handling a presentation today properly.  Where is the worm in that?

I shift it all aside for peace of mind.  The worm, the fear,  the disturbance is a part of my earth.  My spirit, however, rests in You–the Dear One who nestles Her soft fragrant face into my neck from behind me and says “You ARE earth, my dear.  This is how a flower thrives.”

Even though I am still puzzled, my breath is deeper, truer and I’m off to wave in the sweet spring breeze.