My horoscope again said to pay attention carefully to my dreams this week. Let's take a look at the dreams for today. I had three dreams this time. In the first dream I am in the meeting house here at the Patriot House homeless veteran community in which I live. I am sitting there in a chair wrapped in blanket. I am in a deep meditative state. I have learned a new meditation from a new guru. Everyone here thinks I might be dead or dying. I look like I am dead. I have slowed my heart rate down and I am in an out of body state. Cathy, the director, here at Patriot House is poking me to see if I am alive. They are worried and wonder if I have had a stroke, or something, and if they should call an ambulance. Coincidently, the director, states this morning that she is worried that I am not eating a healthy diet . Does she intuitively know something?
I am in the intermediate state. I am off exploring the world between worlds. This is the realm between the earth and the heavens. Disembodied spirits dwell here. Tibetans call this the bardo. It is the intermediate state between two lives here on earth. According to Tibetan tradition, after death and before one's next birth, one's unconsciousness becomes gradually disconnected from the physical body, one experiences a variety of phenomena. There is a sequence of degeneration that occurs following death. One experiences the clearest experiences of reality that one is spiritually capable of experiencing. A host of hallucinations can arise. If one is prepared and appropriately trained it can be an opportunity for spiritual insight, or an occasion to succumb to karma induced delusions, which can lead to a less desirable rebirth.
For the second dream I see an old McDonalds restaurant being refurbished into public rest rooms. The NSA ( National Security Agency) sees this as a golden opportunity to expand it's spying scope on the American people. The restaurant was already wired with security cameras and this will make upgrading the system so much easier and cost efficient.
The collaboration between military industrial complex, the corrupt political class and business class in America has become huge and all powerful force. They all work together for their evil goals of control and domination. Think of all the places cameras are in use in our country now and think of all the ways that data, seen on them, can be used. Know that if it can be done it is being done. The opportunities to become filthy rich and all powerful are too tempting for even the least evil and corrupt people in our world.
For the third, and last dream, I see a rally of rat rods at the family fare grocery store here in the town of Gaylord, Michigan. A rat rod is defined as a style of hot rod or custom car that imitates, and sometimes exaggerates, the style of the classic era hot rods of an earlier age. However, These are cars that are meant to be seen, driven and showed off. They are very much rough and ready vehicles.
My dad is actually building one himself from the rusty remains of a 1935 Ford pick-up. It is his obsession. Maybe he finally finishes it in time for the rally in my dream? These vehicles travel far and wide for summer fun. They are becoming wildly popular.
Alright, now how do I summarize all this into a coherent dream interpretation? The usual first step, I've been taught, is to look at the primary symbols and then figure out what they mean to me personally, and from there try to deduce some greater collective meaning, if possible.
This journey into the bardo, with the first dream, could suggest death in a figurative or literal sense. Oh crap! What a lovely subject to be diving into. Death symbolizes dramatic change and transformation. My life has definitely been doing that for the last two years. Frankly, it would nice if I could achieve some kind of good and sturdy fix in my life. The astrologers keep saying this transition can lead to fulfilling my deepest desires if I make wise choices at this time. The stars have presented some kind of window of opportunity, I guess. If I take this figuratively I can stand to prosper in this life. If I take this literally? Well, I guess I'm off to The Greatest adventure! Damn! There's a sober thought.
For that portion of the dream that deals with the NSA, I think the main symbol here, is the sense of the loss of liberty in a society dominated by authoritarian thugs. Personally, this rankles me as an American. All this is a symptom of the cancer that has invaded the body of our nation and our way of life. Tradition says that a vampire must first to be invited into your home in order that it may harm you or your love ones. The last couple of elections were that invitation in my view. The feeling of not being in control of my own life and destiny has been one that has plagued me for awhile in my individual life. In a sense I feel for our collective life as a nation of people as well. Tragically, I think, the majority of Americans now have willingly made a Faustian bargain for their short term comfort. Reality says to me it will be long term pain for all except the privileged elite.
Now, what to make for the rat rod rally of the third dream? The rat rod symbolizes freedom to me. They are artistic expressions and creations. They honour the collective automotive heritage of past and yet they are also unique rugged individual characters in their own right. This goes for the owners of the cars as well. The automobile is the quintessential symbol of freedom in American society. It is the freedom to travel when and where you want in a conveyance that the individual owns, and controls himself. Interesting how this follows the previous dream about the surveillance state. You could say these dreams reflect all my hopes and fears about life. These aspects of me are certainly there to be divined. The whole collective unconscious aspects are trickier, as always to try to understand. What message might the universe be trying to communicate to me? What does all this mean in the larger context? These are always such damn difficult questions. Sometimes, I wonder, if the answers are right in front of me and I am choosing to ignore them, or that the answers are too mysterious, or maybe I'm just not asking the right questions. My head hurts from going in circles. Well, time to get on with my day. The mysteries of the universe will have to wait. I must get ready for work.
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