Chuck’s Place: There Are No Bad Dreams

I'm so afraid! - Art by Jan Ketchel
I’m so afraid!
– Art by Jan Ketchel

The ego is quick to categorize the terrifying experience of a nightmare as a bad dream, best to be forgotten. The ego would be wise, however, to suspend that automatic protective judgment and ask the question: What was the function or purpose of the disturbing dream?

Behind the dream and the dreamer—our consciousness in dreams—lies the dream maker. The dream maker is the Self, the higher self that has made all the major survival decisions through the course of our life.

It is the Self in our tender years of youth who brings us fairytales to secretly live by as we encounter the harshness and brutality of actual reality that fails to safely usher us into secure psychological life. This compensatory secret life is the very one needed to nurture and tend to our fledgling ego’s fragile hold on life.

It is the Self as well that decides to fragment our overwhelming experiences in that harsh reality, burying for safekeeping our true spirit until a more opportune time to be born arises. This same Self chooses where we will be taken, what we will be shown and, most importantly, what we will emotionally experience in our nightly dreams, the intent being to better position our waking consciousness to take forward the quest for wholeness and individuation.

An encounter with a terrifying character in a dream might signal the Self’s urging to take up the task of integrating a traumatic experience, perhaps something long held in storage that left a delicate, vulnerable part of the spirit encrusted for decades. The Self might be suggesting to the ego self that the time is ripe to pick up a sword and not only face this ancient encounter, but cut through the encrustment to free this vital part of the self.

A series of frustrating, anxiety-producing mundane dreams might set the waking mood of frustration as the Self seeks to energize the waking self to break through its repetitive fixation on a habit that dominates life but imprisons the developmental needs of the self.

A sleepless night might be the Self’s decision to weaken the ego’s daytime hegemony over life so that it might raise to consciousness disturbing truths normally held in check. This may be the very thing needed to compel the ego to pay attention to its inner reality versus its usual focus on the events of the outer world and its position in it.

At the deepest level, what does the spider really mean? - Art by Jan Ketchel
At the deepest level, what does the spider really mean?
– Art by Jan Ketchel

There may be many varied developmental motives in the Self’s spinning of its nightly dream encounters. If the waking ego dismisses these experiences upon awakening, it not only misses the gift and deeper meaning of the Self’s intent, but it further alienates itself from the Self’s goal of individuation, likely triggering even more severe attempts by the Self to get the ego on board. This can take the form of repetitive and deepening nightmares or the breakthrough of the dream projectively into daytime life, in the form of phobias or even hallucinations.

We do well to value and appreciate the Self’s intent to lead us deeper into our wholeness, valuing all of our dreams—fairytales and nightmares alike—diligently seeking out their deeper purpose. With that fearless approach we become allies with the Self as it leads us ever deeper on our journey to wholeness.

Appreciating the dream,
Chuck

A Day in a Life: Everything Is The Journey—The Journey Is Everything

Reflections are found everywhere, like this tree of life in a leaf of Swiss chard... - Photo by Jan Ketchel
Reflections are found everywhere, like this tree of life in a leaf of Swiss chard…
– Photo by Jan Ketchel

Our lives unfold a day at a time. A week goes by and then another. Months pass, years pass and suddenly we find that we have lived for decades. I remember being thrilled to say that I had lived for a decade when I was ten. How incredible that I could look back over a decade of my own life and see the journey I had taken! That wonder stayed with me as another decade passed and then as I reached 25, my first quarter century. I still look back in wonder, fascinated by where I have been, by everything I have experienced, all the people I have encountered, all the things I have been drawn to, all that has crossed my path, everything a part of my journey.

I have always considered life to be a solo journey, and I still believe that, that we must take our own journey through life and learn what we as individuals must learn. But I also know that we are never alone, that everything in life is accompanying us on our journey.

When I looked back at the age of ten I felt ancient, as if I had indeed come far, on a long journey that no one else had ever taken, and for the most part that was true, for all of our journeys are unique, as unique as we each are. At the same time, I could not imagine being alone in the world. I still needed my parents, my family and the social world I lived in to nurture me and prepare me for the rest of my life.

Even in less that ideal situations we receive something from our families of origin, whether it be determination or strength of character, tenacity to survive or the will to move on. Although I thought many times about running away as a child, and once did attempt it at fifteen, I realize now that in staying in place and bearing the tension of my life as it was I was preparing myself for something greater, a future I could not even imagine at the time.

In order to understand our journey we must first know who we are, what lies inside us, in our physical, mental, emotional and spiritual self. Only in traversing that journey, the inner journey into the vast unknown self, will we be ready to understand the deeper meaning of our lives. We can take this deeper journey guided by trained professionals, by spiritual and intuitive helpers, but the real work lies in going always deeper within, in facing what only we know lies in our depths. No one else can take our deeper journey for us, just as we cannot ride on the coattails of the journey of another. If we are to live fulfilling lives as both physical and spiritual beings, we must dare ourselves to take the solo journey, even as we let it take us.

As we look back over our lives, over the years and decades we have traveled thus far, it is important to note that everything was meaningful. Even a seemingly insignificant encounter holds some note of import. People journey with us, for instance, some encounters more fleeting than others, but all of them are significant. Perhaps the time comes for parting, the journey together done. Sometimes it is up to us to decide to move on, at other times others leave us.

Sometimes the mirror shatters... - Photo by Jan Ketchel
Sometimes the mirror shatters…
– Photo by Jan Ketchel

Everyone who is, or has ever been, part of our journey has something to teach us. People mirror things to us; they point out our core issues, our fears, our vulnerabilities. They tell us the truth, though it is often hard to hear and even harder to accept. When we are finally ready, we somehow discover the truth on our own. What has been pointed out to us our entire lives—by others, by the choices we have made, by the things we have kept at bay—finally makes sense. All of this is part of the journey, the solo journey that we must all take through life.

The real truth is that whether we are consciously taking the solo journey or not, we are taking it anyway. If we are alive, we are on that journey. Over time, as our egos have nothing to gain and our spirits nothing to lose, we comfortably take off.

Taking the journey,
Jan

A Day in a Life: In Retreat

Dear Readers,

I am taking a week’s retreat from the usual blog writing schedule, enjoying the heat, the cooling waters, the air, the earth, the stars and moon. Back next week as usual. In the meantime enjoy our daily Soulbytes, posted early each morning on our Facebook page, a reading of the energy of each day as it comes to us.

Staying in the Tao. Hope you are too!
Jan