Thursday, May 21, 2015
Dead Rhinoceros
The dream this morning was just a brief single image in my mind. I see a dead rhinoceros and his horn is missing. The poor creature has been slain just for the sake of his horn. The image is disturbing. I was torn whether to include a photo with this blog.
I read online, later today, a news article about a Texas oil heir's bid to hunt a rhino in Namibia. Here is a link: http://www.news.com.au/technology/science/texas-oil-heir-claims-he-is-helping-the-survival-of-the-species-after-shooting-dead-rare-black-rhino-in-namibia/story-fnjwkt0b-1227362219492
This must be another incident of tapping into the universal collective unconscious again. This has happened countless times to me before. I will have had a dream and I will discover that millions of other people have probably read the same article or watched something on TV, and have collectively visualized the same image. The collective unconscious is a weird phenomenon like that.
The standard dream dictionary interpretation states: "Dreaming that you see a rhinoceros, foretells you will have a great loss threatening you, and that you will have secret troubles. To kill one, shows that you will bravely overcome obstacles."
What can I do with this little nugget of information? I am certainly at risk of the threat of great loss at this time. I am on the verge of being overwhelmed by debt and being hounded by bill collectors. My prospects for overcoming these difficulties are looking very bleak at the moment. Oh, crap! "Secret troubles"? That's all I need right now!
So who killed this rhinoceros? Was it me? I don't know. Is it important in correctly interpreting this dream? Assuming, I did it, then it suggests I "will bravely overcome obstacles." That seems a happy note to add to this subject. Still, I feel a great sense of sadness at the death of this rhino.
Aside, from how I am feeling emotionally from this dream, objectively it seems a mixed bag of outcomes is headed my way. I will be experiencing some sort profound loss. This loss will not be fun. However, there is hope I will overcome and survive. This will be the one thought I need to keep my hopes alive and get through the coming weeks. I will need every scrap of hope I can get to get me through this. Sigh!
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