Rescue dream August 1, 1997
This was a rather strange dream which I hope I can describe clearly enough to understand. It was difficult to write because some of what happened got lost as I awoke. I find it interesting how the mind allows us to see some stories in this way so we can accept that sometimes what happens to us cannot be explained. We may not always understand the reasons for events, they just are and I have come to learn I must accept and the following dream is a good example. Sometimes truth [really is] is stranger than fiction.
In the dream there was a family with four children, similar to our family of six. While travelling down a country road they came across a young girl who seemed to be lost and looking for help. She was quite unusual because of the fact she had wings, but as it turned out not everyone could see them. This family however did clearly see them.
They were intrigued by the girl, and knowing she was lost and alone they wanted to help her. She told them she was from somewhere like Arkansas. The family wanted to take her back to her home, so they listened to her story which seemed to be incomplete, absent of things she wasn’t telling them and although they did not understand why, they still wanted to help her.
When they arrived at her ‘home’ they were shocked because it was a type of prison and they could see in the yard that everyone in this prison was just like her. They all had wings. These were all children taken at birth and not told who there parents were. It was obvious they were treated badly, which is common when people do not understand what they are doing, fear often bringing out the worst in us.
This girl was a hawk and she wanted to escape, but she also wanted to help the others, which is why she brought the family back to the prison rather than leaving when she had the chance to save herself. She knew no one would believe her if she tried to explain her story, especially since not everyone could see her wings. I remember this family did help her escape once more, but I could not remember anything else about the others in the prison, whether or not they were able to escape as well.
Although this dream presents a very strange concept, I cannot remember a time in my life when I felt that I fit in or was clearly understood for how I am. Always I saw myself as born out of time, living in a world I do not comprehend. I am just always a step or two out of sync with everyone as I move through this life, not really knowing where I belong. So in this way I felt I understood this girl with the wings. Perhaps I was seeing a version of myself, an impression suggesting that although I am not alone because of being so different, I have none-the-less been intentionally isolated because of it.
When I had this dream it was easy to see myself as the hawk girl, but not really comprehending why. But as I see it now the real message emphasized that my story is still quite unbelievable, just as her story was. How crazy would she seem if she tried to explain about her wings to those who could not see them? I have the same problem, although it is not wings I must explain, but my lineage. I have no way to prove what I know to be true, so, as with the girl in the dream I also found it easier to remain in my prison; a place I understood.
As some of the puzzle pieces fall into place I see why I might have been a threat to some. I find it easier to accept why I do not quite belong. But, like my father, I cannot define people by the colour of their skin, their social status, religion or the country in which they were born. Where would my wings have taken me had they not been clipped?
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