Since We Are Talking About Dreaming . . .

I have always been a Dreamer... literally. I dream every night, usually 2, 3 or more and I remember them all, in vivid detail. Since I started this Blog and wrote about my Orca dream it got me to thinking of other dreams I have had .... here is a just a few...

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Whale Song

I had the most powerful dream last night. A group of us were invited to a mutual friend's wedding that was on another island. We all got in our friend's boat and headed out. A few hours later we got "lost" and headed into what looked like a small marina. As we got out of the boat to get gas from a small station it was not long before we noticed we were in a small First Nation's community. I went into a store nearby and it became quite obvious I was not welcome. When I tried to leave a young man locked the door and blocked my way. There was complete silence, but I could feel the anger and hatred directed at me. A few minutes later the young man unlocked the door and stepped away.

I walked outside to the pumps and realized my friends were nowhere in sight. There were people milling around and more of the same anger and hatred was directed at me, which was accompanied with name calling, threats and disdain. I was terrified, but all the while I absolutely understood why I was being treated this way and the term “white privilege” kept going through my head and I felt ashamed. I kept apologizing for intruding in their town and asking for directions on how I could leave. I was either ignored, taunted or threatened.

Next, I started running down the road, looking for the water in hopes of finding my friends. Someone ahead of me pulled out a gun and I froze. I heard a “CRACK” and a sharp pain ripped through my body. I looked wildly around and spotted water between two buildings and, holding my wound, stumbled towards it. As I neared the water and stepped onto the beach 2 beautiful Orcas rose up and began to sing. The sun was glittering on the water and the sight of the Orcas left me in awe. On a boat tied to the shore an Elder was working on some nets. She stood up and called me to come to her. Grateful, I walked towards her and then passed out.

I awoke in a small bed, the Elder woman sitting beside me and a few more were milling around, tending a fire, cooking and doing bead work. There were also a few young women there that I intuitively understood to be their “initiates”.

The Elder woman started talking to me. It was in her language but some how I understood. She told me I was to stay with them, that it would take quite a long time for my wound to heal and that I was to learn “their ways”; an ancient way of living, that is only passed down from an Elder to an initiate. She told me the Orcas sang to her and that they had come for me. I asked her for my phone and could see there were 100’s of messages. I listened to a few and it became apparent that the “outside world” had thought I had run away. There was one distraught message from my mother, begging me to come home. I put my phone down, looked deep into the Elder woman’s eyes and knew that I had to stay with her, even though I may cause pain to my family and friends.

Slowly my wound healed, and I became comfortable in my new surroundings, which were filled with peace and love and mutual respect. I loved the women I lived with and learned from and every time I went near the ocean the Orcas would come, surround me, and sing to me.

Soon, stories of my disappearance faded from the news and I was content and happy. One day, the Elder woman came to me and told me “it is time for you to go back”. I was distraught. I refused. I did not want to leave the beautiful, peaceful life I had become accustomed to. The thought of going back to that “other world” of anger, and hatred and racism; greed, pollution and compete disrespect for Mother Earth was more than I could bare. But the Elder woman insisted, and I was packed up onto a boat and pushed away. As I headed back to the “Other World” the Orcas surrounded me and Sang me a Song. It was one of love and reassurance and I knew when I needed to draw strength that all I needed to do was call on them and they would be there. A moment later, I woke up....

More dreams to come.

In Light,

Dianna