(Sunday, January 4, 2015) Full moon in Cancer / Tarot: six of wands
I am with many people in a large conference center. I have brought my child to the center for some kind of training or event that is being taught by a very tall man. His height varies: from a distance he appears to be seven and even eight feet tall. But when he is close enough to speak and interact with parents and children he seems to be just a few inches above six feet. He is slender and blonde.
It’s a sunny, joyful gathering. The teacher has a deep love for children and so the parents are grateful for his generous, angelic spirit.
I wander about, watching the children at play. There is a moment when the teacher takes a break from his duties and lies down with me on a soft, white, cloud-like bed which is very low to the ground. He embraces me with tremendous warmth and compassion, kissing me gently on my cheek. I am overwhelmed and surprised. Protected and loved. I consider giving him a kiss in return but I don’t understand the nature of his kiss. Instead we lie face-to-face, eyes closed, touching foreheads in a sweet embrace.
He returns to the children and I wander the upper halls of the hotel, which is part of the center. I am picking out my bedroom. I wonder if the teacher will join me later. I open the doors of each beautiful room. The doors are carved, golden wood and the interiors are clothed in royal red velvet. Many of the rooms are already occupied. The dream ends before I find a room for myself.
Day notes:
I saw a painting of a saint at the Chicago Art Institute that looked like my T’ai-Chi teacher. With a shock I realized that Rob is a very saintlike presence in my life and in the lives of many others. I felt even more regretful of my “hissy-fit” a few weeks ago at class. Maybe learning T’ai-Chi from a more flawed teacher would be easier for me.
What a beautiful dream. Maybe finding a room for yourself is an intention for this new year.