In the Dreaming

In the Dreaming

In the dreaming I stood with two people at quarrel. One a vegan, one a eco-omnivore. I stood them and made them look at each other. The room was small in a much larger space. The lights were candles and I burned incense.

"Meat is murder."
Her teeth are clenched. Her face is hard.

"And you do not murder so you are better than him?"

"Yes. No. Yes."
She looks confused for a moment.

"This your judgement? Let go of your ego. Let go of your judgement. See before you a mountain lion. Wild and fierce and true. Is a mountain lion a murderer?"

"No but... he can choose to be different."

"Can a mountain lion decide he doesn't want to be a mountain lion?"

"No but... he's a murderer. What if he murder's me?"
Tears fall.

"Keep looking at his face. Lift your gaze from the ground. Repeat after me. You are a mountain lion."

"You are a mountain lion."

"It is not my right to change or damage you."

"It is not my right to change or damage you."

"I was afraid. In my fear I lashed out."

"I was afraid. In my fear I lashed out."

"The wildness in you is different than the wildness in me."

"The wildness in you is different than the wildness in me."

"I forgive you."

"I forgive you."

"I forgive myself."

"I forgive myself."

"Keep holding her gaze. Repeat after me. You are a wild horse."

"You are a wild horse."

"It is not my right to change or damage you."

"It is not my right to change or damage you."

"I did not mean to make you afraid. I wish you no harm."

"I did not mean to make you afraid. I wish you no harm."

"The wildness in you is different than the wildness in me."

"The wildness in you is different than the wildness in me."

"I forgive you."

"I forgive you."

"I forgive myself."

"I forgive myself."

There is a softness in the space now, that was not there before. I add more incense to the brazier and they leave together talking quietly.


It is worth noting that mountain lions are associated with the Goddess Inanna. It is also the spring equinox. That the aspects in this dream are both me, male and female, and mediator. That the spirits of wild horses and mountain lions do not always sit well together in one person. Yet maybe they should. They have more in common they they might know.

Bright Blessings