I don’t know about you, but all these Full Moons and Eclipses are messin’ with my dream world! It’s almost as if magic moon-beams shoot from the sky, zapping my brain with all sorts of weirdness. The “weird” parts seem to activate a different thinking center and sometimes I even need to Google words to find out the meanings. This is what happened the other night. Step inside the upside dream-land of ME….
……it begins at a small performance hall…small, but tall. Everyone is crowded in around the small stage but the seats go high. I am up high looking down at the stage as 6 performers come out. They do a little play, no props, just Improv and they invite people to create and explore the story through the rooms behind them. There were 3 rooms and they were big! Museum gallery sized rooms.
Room 1: it is empty except for a big rectangle form on the floor. You are asked to wait and then all of a sudden, it rains..bubblegum ..on to the big white rectangle. Then, it says it is ok to take as much bubblegum as you want: there is big pieces of gum, small-chicklet mini ones, big balls from vending machines, all sorts of gum. After siting, chewing and blowing bubbles, a question is asked: what sort of bubble gum did you grab? It was a metaphor for how you approach life. If you picked the big huge gumball that can’t fit in your mouth, then you have a tendency to “bite off more that you can chew”. If you shoveled a ton into your mouth and couldn’t chew, you were more concerned about winning and competition that your own needs. Big pieces of gum, you need something big to make you happy. Small mini chicklets: you enjoy the little things, the little moments.
I had eaten the chiclets.
Room 2: Lyn, my Mentor, is there facing a wall playing around with papers on a wall, trying to create an order. On the floor is a huge circle made up of white pickets from a fence. On each picket are papers, staggered up the picket. The concept is to step into the circle, pick a certain number of papers, step out and arrange them on the board on the wall like Lyn was doing. However, there is a catch: the words are written in glow in the dark ink and you do not know what the words are that you are picking or what they say when you organize them. You have to trust your gut when you pick and what feels right in the order. When you are done, like lyn, organizing, you have to turn off all the lights. Then she held up a big rectangular mirror that was as wide as her arms span in front of the words to have her words “mirrored” back to her as they glowed. Lyn’s words were “Shapeshifter” and “saka.” She seemed to understand that Saka referred to a dragon.
Saka (Sanskrit) Applied to intellect or cosmic wisdom in the Vishn
u-Purana, mystically and philosophically identical with cosmic mahat. Esoterically, the aggregate or synthesis of certain manifesting divine principles unfolding or emanating themselves through spiri
t into and throughout the web of Being. Hence saka is equivalent also to what the Chinese referred to as the Dragon of Wisdom — the synthesis of all the manifesting deities in any cosmic unit — and to the cosmic Logos.
If you google Saka Dragon, you find a story about a Hero, a wise hermit, and a journey. Left is a picture of a Saka Dragon. It seems that the Saka are ancient asian/turkic tribes.
As lyn was working on her board with her words, she said to me: I find it interesting that you have been asking so many questions as you go thru the rooms? How come?
I took a moment to think and said: I just want to be clear of the process so I know how to direct my“gut” answers. I trust my gut, but I want to also know the process. Lyn smiles slowly “Fair enough” and she puts down the mirror and we go into the next room together.
Room 3: It is completely empty except for the left wall. The left wall has been made into a little forest with a river. 2 trees on either side of the river. On the right sight is a little boat floating and tied to the right tree. The instructions say: This boat is moored on this side. It must go to the other side, moor it, and then look inside. Lyn unties the boat, lets it slide over the water to the other tree, ties it and then looks under a rough blanket to whats inside. Inside are small play animals. She say: There is not much room on the landing, do I take them all out or just one? She takes them all out and holds them in a bundle in her arms and there underneath is a little Saka Dragon statue. “Oh look! There is a Saka dragon statue! How curious!” A voice says, “take the dragon. People do not understand the dragon and are afraid. when they get comfortable with it around, they will be clearer.”
Then I wake up.
Lots of lessons, lots to process. My unconscious is trying to tell me things while I am open and still. Maybe there is a little moon magic going on…Whatever it is, I will be interested to see how the story unfolds and influences my day time world.