The dream this morning I see one simple image burned in my mind. I see a white marble tomb glisten in the sunlight. I also see standing before it, and slightly to the left, a tall white haired gentleman, with a neatly trimmed beard, dressed in a white three piece suit. The man is singing in Gaelic. The tomb has a short message inscribe on it in Gaelic as well. I do not know who is the man buried there, but it is, the singing man's friend. I can't read Gaelic. I wish that I could remember what was written on that tomb so that I could research it. Intuitively, I know what the man was sing about, he was expressing pride in his language and culture, and that his departed friend shared in this passion with him.
The ancient bardic and druidic chanters were probably the most popular vocal performers of their day. The Celtic bards sang the national heroic songs, which were known in Rome throughout antiquity, but the bards also performed at more intimate social functions They created the chants for birthdays, weddings, prophecies, funerals and other occasions. Some bards, it was believed, had the power to cast away demons and evil spirits through ritualistic song.
In medieval Gaelic and Welsh society, a bard (Scottish and Irish Gaelic) or bardd (Welsh) was a professional poet, who as employed to compose eulogies for his lord. If an employer failed to pay the proper amount, the bard would then compose a satire.
Perhaps, the bard of this dream was singing a eulogy of praise for his departed lord. Perhaps this lord was a generous patron of the traditional Celtic arts, and had earned this eloquent soliloquy of song. The epitaph inscribed on his tomb was no doubt a bit of appropriate poetic Gaelic verse composed to honour the deceased patronage, and fine character.
Why did I have this dream? How do we interpret it? I do have Irish and Scottish ancestry. Perhaps the ancestors are speaking to me? I have always had a love of Celtic music and song. Every time I hear it. It has a profound affect on my very soul in ways I cannot describe. I'm convinced my response to it is something genetic and spiritual, and it defies an easy explanation.
Typically, to hear someone sing in a dream signifies a change toward emotional and spiritual fulfilment, and a change in mood to the positive. The singer here may have been singing at a funeral but it was done in celebration of a life well lived. My unconscious may be prompting me to examine my own life. Will I at the end of this life have earned a song of praise and celebration? The added Gaelic factor might also be provoking the question of whether I have I honoured my ancestors,
as well, when I have reached the end of my days and will I have become worthy of joining them.
These are all interesting questions, as of yet, I have not come to any firm conclusions. The questions remain unresolved and I am uneasy. I am hoping to re-enter this dream at future time. It has happened with previous dreams. This could be one of those kind of dreams. Let's hope so!
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