Last night I dreamt that I was caring for a chicken that would eventually become a source of food for my parents and me. The chicken was freely wandering around the kitchen and seemed to be content. Then, I realized I needed to find a good-sized crate or cage for the chicken, so that he wouldn’t end up pooping all over the place. I picked him up and carried him in my arms while I searched for what needed. The chicken became a new friend and thought to myself: “I don’t want this chicken to be slaughtered.”
This was the only dream that I was able to recall last night, and after writing it down and thinking about its meaning, I feel a sense of healing and reconciliation from the inner turmoil that I had experienced earlier this week.
The chicken in the dream represents fear. You have heard the phrase: “Don’t be such a chicken!” I never quite understood the origin of that phrase, but in my experience, birds seem to be easily frightened. It doesn’t take much to send Sunny and Nikki in the opposite direction. Maybe I will start using the phrase: “Don’t be such a parrot! Squawk! Squawk! Squawk!”
Anyway, let’s get back to the subject. The chicken in my dream represents my fears such as my fear of inadequacy and fear of negative judgement from others. My holding the chicken symbolizes my taking responsibility and taking care of these negative feelings rather than resisting them or “slaughtering” them.
I found it interesting that the dream took place in the kitchen, a place for nourishment. A lot of my dreams take place in the bathroom, a place for cleansing. However, nourishment is necessary for healing and spiritual growth.
It’s been one heck of a roller coaster ride these last few days, but in the end I think I came out a winner. I guess you gotta have break down before you can have a break through. Well, I thinks St Peter says better here:
“And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, establish, and strengthen you.” – 1 Peter 5:10
I have also found a way to “build a bridge” between my interest of dreams and my spiritual life. Up until now, I kind of kept dreams separate from my other spiritual practices. Yes, there were some occasions I felt that God spoke to me a dream, but I didn’t think that all my dreams could God speaking to me by using the dream world in its entirety. Working with Br. Don helped me to see this connection, and I discovered a way in which I can integrate dreams into my prayer life, asking God for specific guidance.
When our last session ended, Br. Don gave me an extra copy of a book he had that he recommended for me to read. The book is by John A Sanford and is titled Dreams: God’s Forgotten Language. This book sounds like it is right up my alley, and I look forward to reading it!