This morning, I received a text from a friend of mine. She messaged to say she had had a crazy dream last night but that everything had become clear to her. I invited her to come over for coffee and share the dream with me, if she felt inclined. “Really?” she responded both enthusiastically and quizzically. “Yes” I replied, “dreams are one of the things I do.” I’m still fairly new in Atlanta, so friends are new friends and I have been hesitant to share what is so often seen as a career that is wildly unconventional. But we have already forged a good bond and my offering to tend her dream was not questioned after the first “really.”
Five minutes later she was standing in my living room, 8 minutes later, hot coffee in had she began telling me fragments of the dream. Now, I will never share the deep inner workings of another person’s soul so don’t expect me to reveal the symbolism of the dream because that is not really the most profound aspect of what unfolded.
Instead, more than the dream images, she and I were struck by the literal and figurative illumination of the night itself. Without drapes on her bedroom windows, the golden glow of March’s full moon bathed her as she lay on her bed, like a beaming smile from the divine mother. As she slept, she dreamed. And as she dreamed she understood. In her words “everything became clear, like I was seeing it for the first time”.
She woke with a clearer understanding of aspects of her personal situation. Our dreams and-or the work we do while we sleep is often deep. When our conscious mind is out of the way, when our bodies have the opportunity to stop, when the outer skins of our personas are hung in our clothes cupboard until the following day, then our unconscious has a chance to speak. The language of the unconscious is often in the form of symbols, metaphor, and word association. The voice of our dreams often speaks quietly, unless we know how to hear the symbolic syntax of its language.
The moon radiates the lunar power of the feminine. Under the moon’s light, journeys undertaken at night can be more easily achieved. The darkness that envelops our evening is what, we as humans, and particularly women often fear. However, nights when the moon is full and the lunar light is bright help us navigate our way.
The lunar light is gentler and also illuminating, unlike the light of the solar sun which can both burn and blind. My friend woke to the realization that the light of the full moon completely covered her, her side of the king bed, her side of the room. In the dark of night with only the light of the full moon to guide her, she saw the “whole picture.” The full moon mentioned wasn’t any moon it was the third of what is known as the Super moons and fell on the eve of spring. Lunar events such as these are rare, and like eclipses capture our imaginations and hearts, they encourage us by the draw of their uniqueness to stand within their presence and be transformed by the magnitude of the phenomenon.
My post is of both literal and metaphorical events. The light of the moon was real but also captures the essence of what is needed in decision-making, problem solving, and shifts in perspectives. The full and often blinding light of the solar planet is often too harsh for the complex and powerful aspects of emotional and relational problem solving. While we need both the rational and emotional, sometimes taking a step back and allowing ourselves to be bathed in a less harsh light can ultimately bring about the illumination we seek.