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Ophilia, Richard

Continuity 2.0-13 It Takes Courage

Courage was a word that had slipped from my vocabulary before I lost Woody. It seems like I was just going through my life, and when I would encounter something difficult or challenging, I’d just find some alcohol and shove the feelings back into my mind. Even though I was facing life’s obstacles, I was numb to the real issue. I didn’t realize how many times I would push something aside, only to have it resurface in a different area when the next situation arose. After we lost Woody so suddenly, I couldn’t face even the simplest things without having a drink in my blood stream. As days turned into weeks, then into months, it didn’t get any better, it only got worse. I had been working with Ophilia for over three months, exploring my repetitive dreams before some changes started to take place. At the end of one session, where I think I had cried for most of it, we were exploring a flashpoint in my dreams and how my grief was ruining my daily life. Ophilia said, “It takes courage”. After our session ended, I just sat and thought about courage. As this idea began to weave itself back into my life, I began to discover how many things in my life would have been different if I had displayed courage. Since my parents were abusive both physically and emotionally, I didn’t display courage when a new situation would confront me. I’d either go in without thinking of the end results or I’d avoid it. I started to beat myself up about the lost opportunities, but somehow, I came to the realization to stop doing that, beating myself up as my parents had beaten me. I began to walk the path of courage, confronting the situation and looking for solutions rather than using alcohol or running away. My life began to change, and I began to notice even the little things that in the past had caused me great upset. When Woody was alive we had the most amazing group of calla lilies in our back yard, most likely because we used to dump his water dish into the flowers, and with all that water, they flourished. After he was gone, there was no water dish dumping, so the callas didn’t return. I began to notice how sad it would make me that they had died along with Woody. As I was being reborn with courage as an ally, when I would look in that direction, I would reframe my depression into one of hope that the lilies would return someday. It took courage to have hope instead of feeling sorry for myself at the loss of Woody and the lilies. This year, the callas have returned, and it brings such joy to my heart and comfort to my soul that I faced my pain with courage. I’m learning to apply courage to so many things in my life, and I feel that I’m being blessed with so much beauty and peace of mind. It Takes Courage.

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Returning to Our Dreams by Ophilia Mandara

Returning to Our Dreams While many cultures (in fact, most!) have viewed dreams as spiritually and communally significant, mainstream culture and conventional healthcare in the United States tends towards a blasé disposition regarding dreams. As avid dreamers may know, this can often be felt interpersonally. If you’ve ever excitedly shared a dream with someone, only to have their eyes glaze over, you’ll know what I mean. It is a blessing and a treasure to have loved ones who will listen intently to our night-time journeys.   I recently finished a short novel called The Kin of Ata Are Waiting For You by Dorothy Bryant. In some ways, this was a harrowing book that was difficult for me to read, but never had I read a book that placed dreaming at its center like this one did. I found that it moved me deeply and stirred my heart into longing for a world that shares this intentional, mindful relationship to our dreamtime.   In ancient Greece (and in similar temples throughout the ancient world) there are examples of how dreams were a primary part of medicine and were held with real reverence. In Asklepion temples for instance, travelers would come from near and far to engage in “temple sleep.” This often entailed a ceremonial process of purification that required not only the pilgrimage to the temple itself, but included dietary changes, fasting, prayers, and ritual offerings. These acts were all a part of petitioning the gods for a particular dream. After these preparations and dream incubations, dreamers would sleep in the temple space. Any dreams received would then be shared with the temple stewards, who would help to translate the dreams as a means of addressing and remediating the dreamers’ illnesses, anguishes and questions.   The Egyptian word for dream is rswt, a word whose root means “to be awake.” As described in The Secret History of Dreaming by Robert Moss, the hieroglyphs used in the word rswt are followed by a symbol that depicts an open eye, suggesting that dreams are not an ignorant or trivial by-product of consciousness, but a space of open-eyed awareness and seeing.   The Temiar people of Malaysia also have an intimate spiritual relationship to dreams, seeing them as a landscape in which to communicate with spirits of the earth. In these dreams, natural presences such as mountains, plants and rivers, appear to share their songs of healing and protection with the dreamer. In Arnhem Land of Australia, the Yolngu people consider dreams as a space where the living and dead interact. In Tibetan Buddhism, dreams are seen as an opportune space to exercise the dissolution of the ego, or to receive dharmic teachings and karmic insights.   Contrary to these examples, Western psychology and neuroscience have largely viewed dreams as disconnected from any wider intelligence. Freud said of dreams that they have “nothing to communicate to anyone else.” This perspective is a part of our psychological lineage, the idea that dreams may have personal significance but are not relevant to others in our community or collective. Scientifically, the exploration of what dreams are and what their purpose is is ongoing, though it has long been espoused that dreams are a random firing of synapses, a sort of mechanistic decompiling of memories, events, and feelings from daily life. In a recent podcast on dreams from Wisconsin Public Radio called “To the Best of Our Knowledge,” host Anne Strainchamps refers to dreams as an “endogenous therapy.” While I do agree, this too suggests that dreams may be of use to the dreamer but that they serve an individual purpose.   Holding these contrasting perspectives, it seems clear that a culture’s understanding of dreams is colored by their pre-existing philosophies. In a culture that prizes individualism and rationality, dreams are a reflection of the same. Where we find paradigms of animacy and interconnectedness, dreams are experienced as an element of a wider conversation, one where we are not at the center, but involved in a set of exchanges with myriad spiritual and earthly presences.   Regardless of our unique beliefs regarding the origination or meaning of dream processes, what can be observed time and again, is the relational quality of dreaming. Dreams are very responsive to our attention and responsive to our conscious and unconscious concepts. If one dismisses dreams as irrelevant and random, it is likely that the potency of their aid and insight will be missed, or absent. Similarly, if we open to them with curiosity, with a conversational and enthusiastic demeanor, it is often surprising just how quickly they unfurl and bloom open to share their apparently limitless and strange wisdom with us.   So, I invite not a quantification of dreaming (though I bless and thank all the magicians of the mind and microscope out there for your enduring studies of the brain!) and instead call us into a grand turning: a turning towards the dream. A heart-opening towards the dream.   Turning towards our dreams, especially as a potential avenue for healing, is a great act of trust and faith. Dreams are a part of the mystery. When we turn towards them, we turn towards something that we don’t understand, something that will surprise us, something that is not algorithmic or predictable or entirely trackable. To turn towards this great oceanic unknown with the faith that you will find support can be very healing in and of itself.   It can begin simply. When you wake up, keep your eyes closed. See if your dream is still there. Notice the colors, the sounds, the visions that you were experiencing. Write them down, or sketch what you saw. Experiment with having gratitude for your dreams, and see what changes. Even the littlest nods of attention to your dream world can help them become more active, vibrant, and clear.   Blessings to you on your dream journeys. I’ll be back with more in days to come. Ophilia www.planetarybloom.com

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