Craxiette
I had a very powerful dream a couple of nights ago that I know was somehow connected to the Sun trumph, my subconcious was really trying to tell me something...but what? Care to help me figure it out?
I was on a longer journey by car with my family, at one point we stop for a short break at my grandma's house (she is in reality long dead and never lived in a house). I step out in her beautiful rose garden, which is surrounded by a brick wall. I suddenly feel an urge to go running, so I leap over the wall and run around in the forest that is behind it. It is a bit chilly, as it is only early dawn there is still wet dew in the grass. The sun is rising at the horizon with a beutiful orange light. I leap effortlessly through the woods, my legs are bare but I'm covering my upper body with a fluffy white duvet. I notice that there are sharp rocks and hard roots on the ground, so I have to leap really carfully not to hurt my feet on them. At one point I run past my old school, thinking that if I run fast enough, they won't be able to force me to go inside. After a while I hear an alarming sound of rocks crumbling. As fast I can, I run back to the wall around the garden and I see that it is falling apart! I jump on top of it and to everybody's surprise, my weight is what keeps it from collapsing. "Quick!" I say to my family, "We have to rebuild this wall before it breaks completely!". My family look at me, bewildered and sceptical. "But shouldn't we just get going instead, we need to continue driving" says mom, a bit annoyed. "No!" I yell. "No, this wall is made by love. We need to rebuild it, stone by stone until it stands again!". Reluctantly, they start picking up some stones. "But this is so hard, there are so many stones!" says my sister with a sigh. Then I wake up.
Upon awakening, I immediately come to think about the Sun card in the tarot deck. I have always wondered what the wall on the green mound actually represents. Symbolically I have always thought of a wall as a restrictive barrier that needs to come down, so I was really surprised to hear myself yell that "this wall is made by love" and being so insistent on it being rebuilt, even though it would delay our journey.
Does anyone here know what "wall" there could be that my subconcious deems so important to stay intact? All speculations are welcome!
I was on a longer journey by car with my family, at one point we stop for a short break at my grandma's house (she is in reality long dead and never lived in a house). I step out in her beautiful rose garden, which is surrounded by a brick wall. I suddenly feel an urge to go running, so I leap over the wall and run around in the forest that is behind it. It is a bit chilly, as it is only early dawn there is still wet dew in the grass. The sun is rising at the horizon with a beutiful orange light. I leap effortlessly through the woods, my legs are bare but I'm covering my upper body with a fluffy white duvet. I notice that there are sharp rocks and hard roots on the ground, so I have to leap really carfully not to hurt my feet on them. At one point I run past my old school, thinking that if I run fast enough, they won't be able to force me to go inside. After a while I hear an alarming sound of rocks crumbling. As fast I can, I run back to the wall around the garden and I see that it is falling apart! I jump on top of it and to everybody's surprise, my weight is what keeps it from collapsing. "Quick!" I say to my family, "We have to rebuild this wall before it breaks completely!". My family look at me, bewildered and sceptical. "But shouldn't we just get going instead, we need to continue driving" says mom, a bit annoyed. "No!" I yell. "No, this wall is made by love. We need to rebuild it, stone by stone until it stands again!". Reluctantly, they start picking up some stones. "But this is so hard, there are so many stones!" says my sister with a sigh. Then I wake up.
Upon awakening, I immediately come to think about the Sun card in the tarot deck. I have always wondered what the wall on the green mound actually represents. Symbolically I have always thought of a wall as a restrictive barrier that needs to come down, so I was really surprised to hear myself yell that "this wall is made by love" and being so insistent on it being rebuilt, even though it would delay our journey.
Does anyone here know what "wall" there could be that my subconcious deems so important to stay intact? All speculations are welcome!