pink waters & santa claus of art

these few months as the earth's foundation shook & moved, the winds spin and twirled, the oceans coughed violently, fire spreads wildly - the 4 elements shook and shook. as i am not separate from these elements, i also shook. with this vibration, i began to look beyond what is and to look deep into things. the essences are calling.

as one adventure ends, how do i begin my 'second adventure' (a phrase i am borrowing from michael meade, a storyteller and poet? on the heel (beginning) of every journey, one needs to say goodbye - from the ending, the potential of the new can arise. in these crossroads, i stood. i prayed. i cried. i meditated. i drunk. i lived. i slept. i talked. i hid. i danced. i wrote. i shared. i dreamt.

on good friday and this easter sunday morning, i was gifted with 2 dreams.

good friday dream:

dream opens in an area called deep water bay. it is a bay covered in pinkish hue in the dusk/dawn time period of the day. there are large rocks and little streams floating in and out of the terrain. in and out of the water were great pink egrets and herons. i realized the herons are back as they have been gone for a while. history told me they needed to be away, now they are back because life is spawning. i was then guided in the streams of water to walk in knee high water to this pocket. i was holding on to a net filled with little fishes and tadpoles as the herons were all standing by nearby respectfully waiting for the right moment where this life is to released into the greater pools of life.

easter sunday dream:

i am at my creative studio where i can see the big metal gate has been tempered with. i see in the hallway, there were constructions and all kind of movement. i was getting kind of angry at the security guards where i confronted an albino security guard. i said, 'when was the last time you did your rounds?' scolding the man as i realized the robbers attempted to cut out a door frame with the metal gate. however, they did not break into the studio. i was worried from now on whether i should take my computer away with me. i begin to think what can i do to patch up the metal gate so that it can be safer.

inside the creative studio, i see my fashion designer friend, my research & development training friend & an architect/artist friend who all seem very calm about this as if they knew all that has happened and what will happen.

next scene opens up to the neighborhood where i am shown new apartments with gated windows. i worried about their privacy and also in a not-so-safe neighborhood. however in this cluster formation the apartments seems to be in a good position. i also noted at the door front there were lockers where people can leave their stuff for the day and then pick it up another time. i said to myself that i must remember this location and to use this service.

then,
i looked up and i can see the robber. this so called 'trickster' who climbs into various places where he chooses to leave an art in the dwellings. therefore this robber is not really a robber rather a santa claus of the arts.

the dreams ended.

both dreams are 'working' dreams - just like great works of art, a dream can offer insights and revelations all throughout one's life...

the good friday dream gave a renewed sense of fecundity and the great flying messengers are back to teemed the streams of life. a net is needed to protect and to give a womb where life can grow forth. the deep water bay is both an inner resource and sacred place.

the easter sunday dream made me laugh as i woke from a sense of fear and intrigued. initially i worried about what has happened and some one tried to cut a door frame in my completely covered metal gate. such metal gate is to obscure and to block any view and entrance to my own creative studio. funny that, the trickster' carved a door frame in this chunky gate. revealing to me in my own unconscious self(selves), there is a great fear of protecting my own creative space and also attaching to security especially a colorless security guard. inside the parts of my creativity are sitting in that space either locked in or just waiting for me, i was more concerned about whether to take my computer (computation) with me or not...

hours later, as i am sipping tea i realized i have wielded and protected so dearly the sense of security through a metal gate...the trickster comes along and cuts a door in that fortress as if to invite me into my own creativity where the 3 friends and i can gather and create.

what an image! here's to the trickster who brings in the gift of art. what has been too wielded, he/she comes in to 'break in' and/or to open up...reminding lockers can be helpful if used on a daily basis not for long term...for ease of movement and convenience...

may the easter energies bless and renew!