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March 17 | Your Lunar Eclipse Dreams Dear Mr. Francis, The lunar eclipse has caused me to somehow prowl more on the "darker" side of my desires. I'm a pretty fair and logical woman on almost all days, but recently I have been slipping under some strange and passionate currents. (Listening to the Doors has become a must for me these days!) First of all, the eclipse felt like it marked the end of something very significant in my life...this deep and penetrating obsession to have a romantic relationship with the most unobtainable man ever! I never fully realized how badly I desired this man before the eclipse...I was actually delusional enough to figure he was as interested as I was. I have consciously put this issue behind me, yet (since the eclipse this week) I am having dreams of him. In these dreams, we are talking, but I can never remember the conversation. At some points he is trying to be affectionate (hugging and kissing) but I pull away. I can hear his voice when I wake up and it scares me to death because it sounds like he's in the room. Like I said, consciously I am aware that my desires for him are unfounded...yet my unconscious hours are spent in turmoil. Luckily in real life, this man and I are decent friends...which means that this relationship isn't a total loss. However, I am hoping that the dreams stop at some point so I can finally move along. P.S. Last night on my way home from visiting my "forbidden" friend... I saw the now waning moon (think it was in Libra at the time) as it lit my way homeward. Thanks for your time, Jen Invited to share, I’d be delighted. This is post actual eclipse & is a first time eclipse dream for me. I am a Virgo (Sept. 1, 1936) w/Libra rising & moon in Pisces. Dream occurred night/early morning Wed/Thurs (15th/16th). The main character was a male whom I perceived as somewhat dangerous & darkly handsome. He had a full head of medium length black hair, black piercing eyes & refined features, and a great body dressed in black. He was very focused and had an agenda regarding a child. He expected me to be his accomplice or go-fer. We were staying together but he wasn’t interested in me sexually. He was looking for a specific female child and wanted to permanently take her away from her familiar environment. I didn’t want this to happen & tried to distract him off his focus by trying to seduce him. I was very seductive in appearance & actions but he wouldn’t be detracted from his mission. At times he would leave me alone as he searched. During those times, I sensed being followed by an older, white-haired man, also handsome. I perceived that this gentleman was going to imprison me. A few times the older pursuer & I locked eyes and came nearby but I successfully eluded his capture. Meanwhile the “dangerous” younger man returned. His countenance had changed to a more relaxed and pleasant facial expression. He was still not interested in me as a sexual partner but became very protective and treated me like an equal. The dream faded in & out from there on .... Thanks for allowing this sharing. In reading my horoscope during this time, I think I know the interpretation of my dream might mean I am moving into a more authentic & creative self. Warm regards, Carol Ann Good Morning - You asked about lunar dreams. I actually don't remember any dreams, but I woke up realizing I needed to do a meditation. Something I haven't done for a few years. Usually, in a meditation, I am wearing a long hooded cloak, quite medieval in appearance, and I have two or three guides. I go down a path, end up at a door (and the door always looks different), go through to a room or a whatever it is I am able to see that time. This time I started down the path in the cloak, alone. All of a sudden, I was sweating like a little pig, and needed to get out of that enveloping cloak. I took it off and hung it on a cloak hook, that seemed to be by the path. At first, I was wearing a long, iridescent dress, with hair down to me knees (Now I haven't had hair that long, since I was three years old). And then, just as suddenly, I was me, dressed in khaki pants, green shirt, socks-no shoes. Slowly, the animals that have been kind enough to spend their lives with me started to appear. Not only those on the other side, but those in the here and now. So it was me, and dogs, cats, guinea pigs, horses, and one barn owl. I was wondering where the heck I was, when I realized I was on the path at Mount Rainer that leads past a stream to a tiny meadow. In the spring the meadow is filled with blooming trilliums and is really beautiful. It is right next to the road, so is not a secret place, but I am not sure how many people ever discover it. I have been there many times since childhood. So I and the animals walked by the stream, where someone drinking water from their hands looked up and smiled at me, and then on to the meadow in full bloom where another person reading a book under a tree smiled at me. I laid out a picnic blanket, with food and snacks for the animals and myself, and anyone else that needed a restful moment and food. And then, I was back in my living room. End of meditation. They don't usually end that abruptly. But it seems that the Pisces (March 2nd) with Virgo rising, and a Cancer moon is discovering that it is alright to be who she really is. Gail in Washington Arranged marriage organized - the caterers, the flowers, the penguin suits - all in place. I am to marry family friend's son. Deeply unhappy, am unable to tell my mother no, as fear showing her my vulnerability and fear her judgment. At last moment on morning of wedding, I pull my father aside and tell him. For the first time in my (real and dream) life, he stands up for me, tells my mother and the wedding is cancelled. End of dream. In my real life: letting go of patterns related to parents viz illness and fear of rejection for being vulnerable. This dream tells me I have arrived. I can not thank you enough for your immaculate and inspirational work. Diane 8-7-1963 I had these dreams last night, the night of the eclipse- One- I was at a yoga studio/spa similar to the place I work-Tea Garden Springs Spa. A male yoga instructor was there, who looked like Jason Crandell the guy I took a hatha class from last week. We were talking about yoga and other things. We got on very well, and at one point I touched his hair, and he kissed me and whispered don't tell anyone this happened at the yoga studio (since even though we were co-workers, I was also his student). Then we were in his room and he had a record player and records lying around, and I saw a Bob Dylan record and was really excited that he liked Bob Dylan and asked him if he'd seen the documentary. Then I saw that he was currently playing a Jacobites record on the record player. I was really happy and excited, because the Jacobites were one of those obscure bands no one has seemed to heard of that I listened to a lot when I was a teenager. I asked him where he'd gotten the record and told him I'd been trying to find one without any luck. I was really happy to be hanging out with this guy who seemed so compatible. I told him that I didn't really like Jason Crandell's yoga class (though he looked like J.C. he in fact wasn't), because he seemed kind of cold and like he didn't bring a lot of heart or spirit into the class. I said I liked his classes better, as they seemed more soulful. I asked him when his birthday was to try and scope out his chart and he said May of 1969, so I knew he was only three months older than I was and in my head I did the calculations and realized his Venus was probably in Gemini, and was a little disappointed, because I was hoping he had an earth or water Venus, something more easy with my Venus in Cancer. Then we went to Whole Foods together, and then my sister and father were there and my dad was wearing these funky old reading glasses, the frames were big and covered his face, and I asked my sister when he was going to get new glasses, and she said they would be his father's day present, and I felt bad for him. Two- I'm at my house and we have a new black kitten, very small and cute and I'm playing with it, and I notice it seems in a little bit of distress, so I check out it's ears and see that it has this huge mass of ear wax and black fur that looks infected entirely blocking its ear. I realize I need to clean it out and am nervous and a bit grossed out, but I know what to do. I hold the kitten and get some tweezers and tissue paper and start pulling the gunk out of it's ear. It squirms a bit, but seems grateful. I look at the ear when the gunk is all gone and it seems inflamed and enlarged but basically ok. I think I'll put some lavendar oil in there to help with any infection or bacteria. I go to show Casey and Deborah my housemates, and Casey is making a lot of noise and the kitten is reacting strongly because it can hear so much better and I ask him to quiet down a bit, and explain that the kitten is really sensitive to noise right now. That's it, thanks, Fern This dream involved the really selfish people who have moved in next door and cannot do anything quietly. So really it was not a dream but a reality. I've had to call the police 7 times since Jan. to stop the chaos over there. I had to call twice last night, I guess the first time they just thought we were kidding. Anyway...so no real sleep last night. No real dream. But this behavior is like a dream. love, d I'm in a stone cell with a crucifix on the wall. I'm an abbess. There is someone else in the room with me, a man in black, a priest I think - but I never see his face. He has a very strong male energy and brings out feelings of both fear and excitement in me. Our meetings are elicit and he has a kind of power over me, which I both want to stop and at the same time, don't ever want it to stop. Just when I forget that I've ever had the dream, it returns. And it did last night. How timely. Weird, huh? Wonder what Freud would make of that. La Lula Last night was an eclipse of the full moon, though I didn't get to see it since the eclipse part was over before the moon came up around here, but I dreamt that I worked in a laboratory of some kind and everybody was doing experiments and there was this one that had a tiny little baby human, about as long as you palm as a byproduct. She was beautiful, tiny, bald, I don't think she had ears, but she "heard" somehow. She didn't open her eyes or cry but she yawned and smiled when you touched her or talked to her. She was delightful. They kept these "byproducts" in these largish test tube things. I don't know how long they lived or anything, but I went to her tube to play with her and I opened the top and her little shoulders wiggled and she turned her little head toward me and smiled and I gently got her out of there and she sat in my palm and smiled and peed, so I walked her over to the big sink and ran warm water over her and washed her off and went about trying to make a diaper of some kind for her. I don't know how she ate or anything, nobody really thought it was a big deal except me. From: Santa Fe, NM Hi, Eric, From Ohio, the heart of it all. In my equinox planning, I was thinking of traveling down to the ancient Ohio Moundbuilder sites, as I had in past years, with a group of land-reclaiming wilderness restoration folks. Last year they picked Serpent Mound, which in my experience would be a better choice for Midsummer, in terms of orientation and theme. The site I was most attracted to was the Seip Mound, a nearby collection of mounds used for burial. Now an elementary school, Paint Valley school, is located there. My dream was that in the exact location of sun lighting a certain location on the circle mound, (at the right angle, square, to the next mound in the Seip cluster), a family farm home, of people called the Thompson family, was there and had been victimized by a mysterious robbery, by, as near as could be determined, a woman in dark clothing. It was unclear in the dream what had been stolen, and how the detective work would complete. So, I am thinking of relocating. Still working in Marysville, at the Reformatory for Women, feeling more and more limited by restricted thinking and policies, the ignorant and under-educated leading the sheepish. Get back what the woman in dark clothing has stolen from me. Every five years, perhaps, a different correctional setting at least. Thanks for reading, persistence, and sharing so much of your life with us. Jamie Beatty, Taurus, Cancer rising, Aries Moon, born Mother Superior. Happiness is a warm gun Mama, yes it is. Peaceout. During tonight's eclipse I opened myself to write in poetic format some of what was beginning to be revealed -- see http://people.lulu.com/blogs/view.php?user_id=38353 libramoon's observatory The later revelation resulting from my parsing of that poem was about understanding the lie of the economic theories of history that I had grown up being taught. Because, ultimately, life is not about economics -- theories of scarcity which have us fighting amongst ourselves in fear of being without. Life is about a journey toward understanding who we are. Vocation is about dharma, sacred works that reveal our true selves and our true roles in the grand scheme and mundane community. Sorry if I'm coming off too "woo woo" but I am talking about revealed truth, in the sense of my living through the exigencies of experience over and over, learning as I am able to take in the gestalt of synthesis. The point is, when we look to teachings of economics, hierarchies, dualities, we miss most of the picture. We do not need to be slaves to wages to pay for the stuff we give ourselves instead of our dreams. Ultimately the necessities can be easily arranged for if that is a few hours of focus, while the rest of the day can be enjoyed free of economic concerns. Ultimately we are much better served spending our energies as our individual natures intend so we may all benefit from the diversity of creation rather than chaining ourselves to miserable semi-existences based on stockpiling wealth, so easily devalued or spoiled. Peace, Laurie Hi Eric Last night I woke to a full moon shine in through my roof window onto my bed and head…it was beautiful. I had been dreaming of a CD that was comprised of 3 different CD’s into one melody: i.e. each was superimposed over the other. It was named 'O! Wondrous Moon'. The past couple nights I have dreamed of opening the veil to alternate reality: dreams 3 & 4. I have had similar dreams in the past. See below. 1st dream…I am in a deep wood and feel the presence of a wolf who is NOT nice coming for me. My female deer totem (She is a reindeer with antlers…who is lame…one leg limps. A lame doe has actually been in my back yard several times after this dream…) leads me to a small cottage in the woods and shows me how to pull up the side of the house and roof and enter another space so as to escape the wolf. 2nd dream…several years later…I am in my backyard woods, which are ancient forest, landlocked, with a beautiful stream running through it…in the circle of ancient pines where I go to journey. There is a huge pine over 78 inches in girth that has probably been hit by lightning so it has three main trunks reaching to the sky and a “growth on the middle one” that has facial features. (Several friends of mine have either been afraid of this tree or instantly connected as I do.) I am in this real place in my dream and I go into a rock that exists by the base of the tree by “entering a crevice which I spread apart”. There is a woman trapped in the rock and I can talk with her but not release her. 3rd dream… just last week…I am with Spiderman (the comic hero) and he shows me how to 'cut a manhole' into space and enter another world beyond. 4th dream…2 nights ago…I am with my daughter (who is now 39-I am 57) and shaggy wolves are after her. I show her how I can 'use my hand and cut a hole into space' where we enter to escape the wolves. Regards, Kristy | ||||||
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