Whispers of Becoming

Do you ever have a dream that warns you before you face reality? That sinking feeling when your soul already knows the answer, and it tries to tell you through a dream?

That’s exactly what happened to me last night. Recently I’ve been debating a career opportunity, and honestly I have been reluctant. Surely, if it’s not a hell yes, then I should say no to the opportunity, right?

Carl Jung would have probably described my dream as an an interplay between my conscious intentions and the archetypal forces of my unconscious.

In my dream, I was downstairs in the kitchen. I was thirsty and was craving some milk from the fridge, so I opened the fridge and poured out a glass. I gently sipped it and it tasted rotten. A feeling of disgust overwhelmed me. Hence I went to check the other milk cartons in the fridge and to my surprise, they were all out of date by 4 or 5 days and had some kind of weird grains of rice inside the milk cartons. Something was deeply off.

Afterwards, realizing none of it was drinkable, I proceeded to my living room, where the guy who was offering me a supposed career opportunity sent me a link on my ipad to find out more about it. And it was the same guy who I was talking to in real life. Now, onwards with the dream, before I click on the link, he sent me pictures of me apparently with some other people, which firstly I found very odd. But I looked past it, clicked on the link and boom, in an instant, I was transported immediately into a very weird, dark and gothic room. It was so dark, the walls were bleak and I could hear the sound of sinister, eerie music echoeing in my ears. In front of me to my far right, I remember seeing a gothic girl playing cards on a table. I remember the numbers 7 and 14 precisely, and my intuition was telling me that there were 14 people altogether and 7 people were stuck, and the only way to get out of the cycle was to bring more people in so one could leave. I was sensing prison, evil and a scam.

And then I remember, before I clicked on the link which was a portal to a new unforeseen realm, the profile picture I saw on my screen before I entered was of 2 cartoon people with a hand gripping tightly on their arms.

Now, from remembering that and being in such a frightening and dark room, along with the eerie music, I knew I had to leave. There was no way in hell I was going to be trapped in this nightmare. I told myself I was out and…

All of a sudden, I was transported back to my childhood bedroom, which I’ve lived in since I was 4 years old. In my old bedroom, I was on the bed, with my younger sister in front of me, and 2 other girls behind me, so I guess that made 4 of us. In my childhood bedroom, I remember sensing something or someone was trying to harm us, so I grabbed my crystals and stones from my handmade blue shiny clay bowl, which are real items in my waking life (not sure why they were inside my dream, but that handmade clay bowl I made around 6 months ago in a workshop, and the moonstone and crystals I also bought around a similar time), but needless to say, I noticed they were by my shelf so I used them to help defend us. I was prepared to break them to save us.

There was a light trying to strike us down. It wasn’t a peaceful, heavenly light, but a dangerous flashing of light that kept flickering in the room. It was happening near my desk, so as it flickered, I banged my crystals on the table in an attempt to end this sinister, flashing light.

And before I knew it, the dream was gone, and I opened my eyes to waking life.

Now, when I look back and analyse my dream, I realise my soul was warning me not to take that opportunity. It was screaming at me that it didn’t align with my goals. It was a sign that I would be trapped if I said yes, and I know deep down in my heart that was true.

To break it down:

Milk went sour and rice in bottles was a rejection of nourishment.

Milk symbolises nurture, innocence and motherly energy, but in my dream it was spoiled and contaminated. There is distrust in what is being offered to me.

The man offering an opportunity may echo the trickster archetype. He is offering an outside opportunity that comes with invisible strings attached and deceit.

Then there is the link, the threshold, and the portal to a new world.

The creepy profile picture of 2 cartoon people with someone’s hand gripping their arm may echo how cartoon people are puppets (dehumanized versions of us) who are manipulated and controlled. One who can not act freely.

Then, the gothic dark room and myself sensing a kind of scam business, my intuition knows something is deeply wrong.

People stuck – A sense of entrapment

The cycle of 7 – I sensed a pattern where if I stayed, I risked my sanity and voice, my power.

My childroom bedroom – represents my inner child and safety space, and the 4 girls in the room represent the 4 aspects of the feminine psyche, creativity, intuition, innocence and sensuality. 4 is the 4 elements. 4 is wholeness.

I could go on and analyse more of my dream, but it is 3:10 AM and I am tired.

But to briefly sum this all up. This dream was my Self knocking on the door of my Ego, asking to be let in. This dream did not predict the future, but awakened the Self.

It was a dream about holding my sovereignty and staying true to my values, integrity and soul path.

I think about it realise how my dream also mirrors Carl Jung’s own explorations into the subsconscious.

From:

A descent into the shadow self

Encounters with deceptive figures

The use of sacred symbols for protection

The emergence of the quaternity

The challenge of discerning true insight from illusion regarding the light

This dream reminded me to trust my intuition and only choose the path that my soul ignites for.

Love

Wendy