The dream this morning has really got me scratching my head. I dreamt I was at a Robert Moss dreaming work shop. Robert Moss is an international author, world traveller, historian, journalist and a man, I consider, to be the foremost expert on dreaming and dreams in the world. I have admired his work for a long time. He is the original creator of a method called, Active Dreaming, which is a synthesis of dream work and shamanism.
In this dream I am at one of Moss' many workshops on dreaming, I am not sure where in the world we might be, it could be anywhere. He is presently in Romania as I write this, it is night in the dream. I enter what looks to be a long log cabin type building. Robert is pushing a cart down from the far end of the room. The cart is filled with an assortment of rather strange looking objects. He is passing them out to each of the attendees. I am the last person he reaches. Robert does not make eye contact with me, nor does he say a word, I had a few regrettable incidents in our past, and Robert does not like me very much, I am sad to say. I wish it were otherwise, as I greatly admire the man and appreciate his work, I reach down and grab the last item in the cart . The object is a ukulele!
I don't know how to play any instruments, but hey, this could be fun! I could strum it and fake it. I take a guitar pick and give it a whirl. Abruptly, I discover, the ukulele is strung with heavy gauge wire and not the customary strings you might expect. It is unplayable. Robert turns away without a word. Of course, I ask myself, what is going on here? Is Robert playing a practical joke on me? Perhaps, this is just a prop and it's intended use is for something I am not aware of yet? Am I suppose to pretend to play it? Maybe, Robert has gone all inscrutable Zen master on me and this is my "wax on, wax off" lesson like in the movie, Karate Kid?
I wake up at this point in the dream. Robert's preferred technique, when it comes to dream interpretation, is to say, "If this were my dream I would ask...". This method empowers the dreamer to use his or her own intuition when it comes to assessing, and understanding the meaning of a dream. What does this dream mean to me? Well, it seems significant to me that at least Robert was polite enough not to turn me away from his workshop. I'm uncertain just what sort of response I'd get if we met in the waking world. He's been pretty bitter toward me for a long while.
The Zen master theory has a real appeal to me. I recall Robert was once a history professor back in his native Australia. This could be some kind of harsh lesson I'm suppose to learn? I don't know what to ultimately make of all this. It essentially could be just all wishful thinking on my part for a reconciliation. I don't anticipate that happening.
So what can I take away from all of this? Well, I will just revel in the mystery of it, I guess. I will ponder this. Did I get a glimpse of what Robert is up to in Romania right now? It could be there is a remote viewing aspect to this dream. Did I get a peek at what it is like being at a Robert Moss workshop in some exotic foreign locale? This is the most satisfying interpretation I can hope for.
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