Had a powerful dream today. It speaks about art, nature, and the Divine.

Date:   5/23/2012 11:47:37 PM ( 12 y ago)

Dream: 5/23/2012

It is not clear whether I am a man or a woman in this dream; I look kind of androgynous. My hair is short and jet black and straight and my skin is of a light brown hue. I am standing in an enormous room with a woman of some kind of high rank, perhaps a high Priestess. She has the same skin and hair coloring that I do; there is something of ancient Egypt about the way we look and the setting we are in, yet it seems as though the civilization in which we live predates that of ancient Egypt.

I have committed some kind of transgression; it is not clear from the dream what the exact nature of the transgression is except that it is spiritual or religious in nature. There is no “punishment” for the transgression but I am to make some kind of restitution.

In the room where the Priestess and I are standing is a huge bed—the mattress is covered by a bronze colored quilt. The edges of the bed, mattress, and quilt are so defined and sharp that there is no softness to it; it looks as though the entire bed is carved out of rock or marble; the bed looks more like a large flat altar than a bed. Except for the bed there is nothing else in the room. The room is so large that I can not see the walls to the left nor the right of my field of vision; nor can I see a ceiling. The only wall perceivable is the one behind the bed.

The Priestess tells me what I am to do for my restitution: As I am a master craftsman, I am to design and create art in the room; the art is not to be just aesthetic but must convey a sense of power and spirituality. I am to design the artistic structures in my head in a vision and then show the vision to the Priestess for approval before creating them.

I stand in the room and visualize artistic structures. The first thing I “create” in my vision in an enormous head of a bull with large horns. The bull head is a stylized mask; it hangs over the head of the bed. Then I “create” a large, heavy furniture-like structure behind the bed—in my mind I call it a “mantel”—not the kind one would see over a fireplace, as this one goes in back of the bed and wraps around the sides. I also create a similar but smaller “mantel” at the foot of the bed. The mantels have the color and grain of polished mahogany, but appear to be carved out of the same marble-like rock as the bed.

I think of what materials to use when making the structures I have “created” in my vision and decide to use huge sheets of recycled corrugated cardboard. Although created out of cardboard, hollow, and therefore very light-weight, the artistic structures will be so expertly crafted that they will appear to be huge, massive, solid, and heavy. I feel very pleased with my “creations”.

The Priestess appears in my vision and looks at what I have created in my mind. She tells me that the artistic structures I have “created” are too large and ambitious, and that the project would take me months and months to craft. She says that my “transgression” was not so large that I needed to invest so much time in “restitution.” She had something in mind that would be smaller and not take so much time. I do not say anything to her but internally I feel “deflated”, and as I feel deflated the Priestess smiles.

The dream shifts. I am standing outside with the Priestess in a natural setting. There is an enormous tree, the top of which I can not see; a noisy stream runs past and there is moss on the ground. I am putting the finishing touches on a small altar that I have built; the altar looks as though it is an extension of the natural rock around the base of the tree. The Priestess smiles, and nods her head in approval. I still feel deflated that I was not given approval to create my massive project, yet in the depths of my belly I feel something that is new and not entirely comfortable for me: I feel humble.

I woke up with several realizations: The dream depicted a scene from Atlantean times, perhaps a past-life, and hence the look and feel of ancient Egypt in the dream. (According to legend, the survivors of Atlantis founded ancient Egypt.) My “transgression” was that I claimed my creativity and artistic skill as my own, and did not give credit to Spirit for these gifts nor acknowledge that Spirit co-created the works of art with me through Divine inspiration.

The Priestess originally gave me the task of creating art pieces for the enormous bedroom, but when I became so carried away with the process and felt so pleased with myself, the Priestess realized that I had not learned anything by this “restitution”. I still viewed my art and creativity from a place of over-inflated ego; therefore, she did not approve the project and directed me to make something smaller.

The significance of the second phase of the dream is that the final project was a small altar built in nature. My part in the creation of the altar was small; very little man-made material was used. More importantly, a human can not claim credit for the beauty of nature, and ultimately, how can the works of humans stand in comparison to that which is created by the Divine? And so I am humbled.

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