Every now and then, I am reminded of the richness and depth that is found in the human spirit. In the materialistic world in which we live, we tend to relate to one another on a superficial level, and the human spirit is often concealed from our perception. Since the materialistic world thrives on power struggles, our motivation has been lowered to “how do I get more?”. In our drive to rise above others as the biggest, strongest, richest, best, we dampen the spirits of those with whom we interact.
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Recently, I’ve been getting strong visions of an eland. I am brought back to the first time I saw one in Kenya last December. While driving around a friend’s plot of land, I noticed an eland from afar, and was strangely touched by the way it seemed to be looking straight at me. Although it stood too far for me to see, I felt the strange power in its eyes – sweet, gentle, kind but imbued with a grounded strength and the wisdom of an old soul.
Something in that encounter captured my soul, as if the magnificent and almost mythological creature had something to communicate to me. Yet it had remained unexplored until now when I’m called to listen intently to it. In my dreams, it shows itself – an elegant, self-assured being with words of wisdom to impart. Its eyes speak volumes and depths, such that no verbal sounds are necessary. In my waking moments, I see the eland in my mind, again looking straight at me.
It’s interesting how messages get received, grasped and absorbed over countless times, each time reaching a deeper level of our awareness. A bit like reading the same book or watching the same movie again – we see something different the second time around. A sentence or a scene may open a new door by provoking a thought, evoking an emotion or triggering a memory. All these stimulus may take us to a new realisation, a fresh insight which changes the way we perceive ourselves or our world.
For the past ten years or so, on most nights, whenever I shut my eyes to go to sleep, I would get a vision of plants – a forest, a tree or a potted plant. I would get a zoom-in as the leaves come into sharp focus, before the whole vision fades out, leaving me as perplexed and as clueless about its significance as the night before.
I’d never really thought of myself as the ‘environmental type’, yet the nightly visions pointed to a certain role I am to play in the environment. I’m still unsure as to what that is but since moving my base to a natural setting I feel more and more connected to the elemental spirits.
One of the most rewarding things I’d found when I went on my spiritual journey was discovering that I could reach a trance state without the use of drugs. I am reminded about this while conducting a group class this morning. As I led the group through a series of meditative movements overlooking a vista of calmly-flowing river, I was aware of my senses becoming more acute and having an expanded sense of myself. The essence of me, the juice of passion, flowed like warm treacle running through my veins and igniting sparks of inspiration that brought me closer to who I really am.
Last night, I had “one of those” dreams. It wasn’t a recurring dream, but the visual and emotional tones were familiar. It had an ‘epic’ feel about it – stretched out in time and storyline. There was a certain greyness about it, something macabre even, a bit reminiscent of the movie The Mist.
Firstly, there were spiders. Lots of them. I am fearful of spiders. I was standing in a kind of courtyard in a house. From where I was, I could see the top of the trees in front of the house, beyond the roof. Somebody was talking to me. This person was what I call The Wise One in one of these dreams – usually faceless, gender undefinable, a voice of wisdom imparting a deep and often cryptic message. I am going to refer to a ‘he’. He said, “Take a close look at the trees,” although I received it as a fully-formed concept, not in words.