Hummingbird Dream July 6, 2018
This dream came at a time when I was struggling to determine whether I should leave Canada and if so, where to go. In conversations with Patrick we talked about the possibility of going to Ecuador because we at least knew people there and it would be a good place for us to transition from a North American way of life.
After having this dream I confirmed in my mind Ecuador was indeed the right place to begin our journey. This is where we would finish the book, and for me I hoped I would be able to rest at last. I have processed a lot of incredible information during the last year, more than I could have foreseen. Unfortunately with working extra hours, doing three (sometimes four) jobs, plus doing art markets, I have had little time to assimilate and process this knowledge. Nor was I able to take the time to properly grieve for the lives of those lost in my past, unable to remember them until now. These dreams would be very helpful in deciding the path I would now be following back home.
I could not sleep for several hours after the previous dream, there was a crazy wind blowing outside and Mali was scared. She kept me awake and it was not until the wind finally subsided I was able to sleep again, falling into another dream.
Most of this dream is now lost as well, with the stand-out being the beautiful hummingbird that came for a visit. I was sitting outside once again with Patrick, in a garden or someone’s back yard, perhaps even my own. It’s funny how the details of dreams become unimportant once the messenger arrives, everything else becomes the back drop.
The hummingbird first said hello to both of us, but then came back to me, flying up to my face and hovering right in front of me. I had this happen once when we were living in Creston on the hill while Patrick and I sat beside each other on the back step enjoying our coffee and conversation. In the dream however, I felt the birds spirit as it washed my face with air from its beating wings, it was that close. Everything seemed to slow down: I could see the movement of it’s wings, as I stared into its tiny face. This was most definitely a blessing.
I am reminded of something I was told by a once many years ago that in their culture (in Ecuador) they believe that when a shaman dies they come back as a hummingbird. Knowing this it would be difficult not to see the importance of the presence of this beautiful bird.
I also had another dream which for the most part I cannot remember. But there was one thing at the end I do remember, something said by the shaman while we were trying to make plans to go somewhere by a certain route. What he said changed everybody’s mind, which bothered me because I thought we had worked out a good plan. He apparently is letting me know it was not the best way. But also this tells me he is still connected to me and will guide me, if necessary. I can see his message had nothing to do with plans happening in the dream, but it was a warning. He said, “When it is dry water is difficult to keep.”
It occurs to me as I write this dream he may be saying this place where I am living will become very dry and water will be something we will not have. It is a problem here always, so this is not hard to imagine. If we do not get any snow this winter and are followed by a dry spring the summer could be very bad. It was such a simple message, but I felt it’s importance and I felt the shaman was letting me know it is time to leave.
I am teaching myself to let go of all I hold dear from this place, including my artwork which I am unable to bring with me on this trip, the next leg of my journey. There is a great deal of emotion connected to certain objects I will have to leave behind.
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