There is some type of electric machine that I am hooking
a man to. I’m testing it to see if it’s working right. There are other people
watching to see if it will work. I need to hook myself up so that I will be
connected to the man but first I have to turn on the power. I run to turn on
the power and as I do I realize that I will be shocked when I go to connect
myself. Even so, I turn the power on knowing this will happen. Now I am going
to complete the circuit by getting myself connected. I’m scared to do it but I
know I must.
What is it that animates us? What is it that gives us life?
What is the life force that is present in us when we are alive and that leaves
our bodies when we die? These questions have been rolling around in me for as
long as I can remember. Really, the basic question – the quest for me is this:
who or what is God? And how can I become connected?
As I continue with Archetypal Dreamwork, the animus presents
himself to me in countless ways. At first, when Rodger described the animus as having
a “divine nature,” I wasn’t sure how to respond. There was something that was a
little “too much” or “too big” that came along with that notion. I’ve skirted
around that issue – the “God” issue – in this blog, and in my life. Part of me
longs to connect with God, but there is also a place in me that has a fear of
connecting. I can’t say that I understand it. But it shows up in my dreams as
this back and forth – connecting in one dream and then not connecting, for any
number of reasons in the next.
For many of us humans, the idea of God can be too much, too
big. Although I ready to admit my longing for a connection with God, at the
same time it seems to be way to big and too scary for my little self to
imagine. But in our dreams, we are given a way to begin to imagine it and to
connect with it. The animus. The name itself has in it’s root meaning – soul,
spirit, breath. Over time, in our dreams, the animus helps us to see that it is
him, God, that animates us.
And so in this dream, the animus is there. Electricity is a
metaphor for the life force that animates us. I am presented with the
opportunity to connect with it, with Him, but it so big and scary. And the
shock that I could feel with the force of it is likely very painful.
My homework is to complete the circuit.
Dreams work in such clever ways. Dreams can get away with
giving us the opportunity to connect with this amazing powerful force that some
(including me) call God. For many, this would be too much to even begin to even
think about in waking life. But, the animus comes in dreams as another human,
somebody we can relate to, somebody we can connect with. In this particular
dream, I am not thinking – OMG! That is God!....., I just know that I must
connect with the man and that I am scared to do it.
I am afraid to do the homework. I don’t know what to expect.
I think of all the logistics. Where will I sit? Will I hold his hand first and
then touch the wire? I feel so scared. My heart is pounding. But eventually I
am able to imagine grabbing his hand and the wire at the same time. I see and
feel a white circle of light going through him and through me. It fills me with
an amazing sense of warmth and love. But then, when I go back to doing the
homework again, I second guess myself. Was I just conjuring up those feelings
or were they real? I get stuck in thinking mode, wondering if I will feel that
special feeling again. But it’s not something that I can turn on and off. It is
not about me controlling this like a switch. It is more about trusting, and
allowing the electricity to flow. I know I “must” do it, but to be honest, I
don’t know if I am ready.

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