Dreams of a Seer
“A Selection of Experiences from My Dream Journal”
By Andrea Sobotka
The Voice of Spirit Tiger
Dream Entry on June 12 2009 – As I retire for the night in the nest of my soft and safe bed, I have much on my mind. I breathe deep and take myself into a relaxing meditative state asking Spirit for permission to share body space with that of my lifelong totem, the tiger. I want to physically feel her strength and wisdom so that I may set my foot on the right path in the morning. I feel the blood rushing through the veins of my arms and legs, there is a tingling sensation all over my body and then a final twitching as I enter dream-space…
I am standing in a two story lodge located in a wintery, cold, mountainous place along with my husband and my beloved English bulldog dog, Jack. We are visiting family there. We look out the window and see that a large shaggy coated ox with very long horns has appeared on the property. In everyone’s excitement, someone opens a door and Jack gets out! Jack chases the ox and both disappear into the dark depths of the forest beyond the property. I beg for some winter boots and a coat so I can go looking for Jack. As I leave the lodge, night has fallen and now the area is over run with panthers. Some are black and some are white. They are hungry and hunting. I am crying desperately for Jack but I manage to avoid the panthers as I set out on my own to find him.
Miles and miles are crossed as the days pass by. I know this frozen mountain land I am travelling through, I lived here long ago. I even stop at shops and dwellings in villages along the way to visit people I know from the past, gather supplies, and look for clues and signs of Jack. As I depart from an old tack & supply shop, I pass through an exterior shed built of green vinyl siding. I am just about to step out the doorway into the winter-scape beyond the threshold when I see a massive tiger charging at full speed down a snowy valley pathway towards the shed!
Sparkly white snow is flying from its giant paws and muscular back as it swiftly approaches. I dive back in across the shed to a far corner and huddle up hoping the tiger has not seen me.
The air is electric, the whole dream-space seems highly charged with energy, and every sensation is magnified a thousand fold; The room seems to glow with a jewel green light reflecting off the shed walls, I feel my heart pounding in my chest, I see my breath crystallize like a million small diamonds on the air in front of me, I hear my frozen hair brushing against the siding as I slowly move my head to look in the direction of the doorway. I stop moving and pray that the tiger has not heard the sound of my hair as well. I try to slow my breathing and I wonder why the tiger has not simply crashed through the flimsy door of the green shed.
As I crouch still as a statue, I hear the magnificent tiger slowly moving through the snow directly on the other side of the wall from me…so close; I can smell her sweet thick fur and hear her even breath. She stops moving, then I hear a deep, loud voice that seems to fill the electric air around me. The big clear voice says; “I AM COMING FOR YOU”. It is the voice of the tiger! The voice seems neither male nor female, but continues on with purpose; “COME WITH ME AND YOU WILL KNOW PEACE”. I don’t move a muscle. I think to myself “ Ya sure! You’ll EAT me and then I will REST in peace!”
As I consider my situation and my choices at hand, I suddenly have a second thought, as if remembering something important, and I am reconsidering the tiger’s words. Just as calm passes over me and a new understanding of the powerful voice begins to cross my mind…I wake up.
Sweet Dreams,
Andrea, Critter Doc
written with strength, beautiful!
awesome Andrea 🙂 thanks for sharing 🙂
This is beautiful, Andrea… thank you so much for sharing.
A very sweet dream indeed and the photo at the bottom is even sweeter.
Keep dreaming Andrea and keep sharing. In the next dream try dreaming of owls and let me know. Lol.
Amit
Detox Doc
Dear Amit – those are coming! I have many journal entries you might enjoy ~:o}
I totally enjoyed your story “dream”. Wonderfully written and had me hanging on the edge. Please keep writing. <3
You are such a creative writer….you ARE writing a book, aren’t you? 🙂 How did you get that bottom pic!? That is so wonderful!
Thank you Heather 😉 Well, this might be my “direction” for a book and just testing to see if anyone would enjoy this concept. As for the pic – I am very lucky to have talented friends 😉
Very nice, I’ve had powerful tiger dreams as well!
I will immediately snatch your rss feed as I can’t in finding your email subscription hyperlink or e-newsletter service. Do you’ve any? Kindly let me understand so that I could subscribe. Thanks.
Poetry, I only have a very private mail list at the moment. RSS feed will inform you when new posts/comments are written here.
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