Quite a profound dream kinsei. I had a lucid dream involving me searching for a friend who didn't show up with a group of people I was expecting. I was looking for her outside, but as I was walking I noticed a cat and started patting it. It seemed really affectionate, and when I was about to walk back to my house, I noticed I was carrying a pink knapsack.
So I dumped the contents out. All of these papers and symbols were strewn out on the ground. Some of it was in weird hieroglyphic symbols, but I managed to make out two words I could read: "Lune funa".
Lune being the French word for moon (Latin = luna).
Funa being, based on my recent research, the Japanese word for boat or vessel.
It doesn't surprise me that this showed up. Nearly all of my "important" dreams involve the moon. To be a "vessel of the moon" I guess represents intuition guiding you through the sea of uncertainty, such that it forms a strong deck for knowledge to prosper. To have both a Latin and Japanese word symbolizes the "East meets West" analogy, or more importantly, the dynamic tension between positive and negative (not to imply these languages are positive or negative, but they're arising from different centres of the Earth). But ultimately, these polar aspects have to be integrated if you're to become whole, and this means meeting your shadow, your fears, your attachments, your guilt, with honesty but more importantly, love. You can't attack your shadow, it will only multiply. It all comes down to first nailing down the source and accepting it for what it is, recalling the energy you've left behind.
Back to your dream kinsei, it reminded me of a Sigur Ros video I posted a while back.
(I dunno if the server is allowing us to embed youtube stuff here, as I tried and it just gave me a white box. Here's the link: http://youtube.com/watch?v=okLCurB1lJw)
Once you're ready to make the jump, you'll fly easier if you're not weighed down by attachments. However useful they may have been in this journey, they have to be left behind. Maybe they defined who you were and made you feel secure, but when it comes down it, they're just externalized aspects of your being that have already become apart of you.
The boy has become the drum. The girl has integrated her animus. The doubtful one took a leap of faith. Although these seeming "limitations"could be considered "weaknesses", as they were certain physical and psychology "crutches" they depended upon, they are so profound and beautiful in shaping who you are and what you know that they are invaluable.
"Don't eat any wooden nickels."
