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The Dream of 2 in 8 and 8 in 2 and the Dark Red Robes of a Dream Order I had a dream that seemed to last all night. It was about "2 in 8" and "8 in 2" and why they were the Same (and Not [as in Nuit]) and for some reason I was wearing a dark red robe and wandered in and out of rituals held by magickian type people (mostly in dark red robes), all of whom I didn't know, very odd. The grafting of 8 onto 2 was incredibly powerful, like it was some cosmic lesson, and I had the specific sense that I had been initiated into both levels simultaneously, as if they were somehow reflections of each other. (This doesn't work though... those two degrees are not the ones associated together in the OTO.) I'm proud though -- my first magick related dream! ha! The end result is sort of a feeling of... belonging? With the group involved that I haven't had before. As if I really did participate in many rituals on some level and bonded with tons of people whom I don't even know. But also a feeling of... now understanding (again not consciously, but on some level) the "framework" of all this, and some of the meanings behind the symbolism. Today for the first time I have the feeling that I am emotionally bonded to the group overall; not simply because I gave my word and honor but because I've somehow merged/ consumed/ shared/ bonded with both the literal and symbolic aspects of both the framework of the Order and the people in it. As if it is no longer something that I am affiliated with by vow, but rather IS me, as if it were possible that the conceptual energy of all of it merged with me like an archetype. Like any given lodge could be found in the atomic energy of one of my arms or something, I mean not just etherically but physically integrated. I hope I am making some sense. The dream made me feel as if I have accepted something major, almost as if I have made some tremendous commitment that has an equal commitment/ relationship with me, and it's to something way bigger than me or what I currently know as "me;" not the Order, not the people, not the degrees (those are included, but as very small components) but to some larger, more overriding energy, like maybe the overall purpose behind the Order, behind everything. It's vast. The next day in my journal I wrote: I've had two and eight so mixed up in my brain as a result of that dream that I sat at terminal 2 wondering why my plane wasn't arriving (at terminal 8, sigh) and half a dozen other things I've messed up the last week because my eyes see one number and my brain thinks another. Great. In the search for enlightenment, I've found dyslexia! And repeating elements, like I went to pick up L. at the airport and realized I'd parked on level 8, row 2, and it was marked by red. Lots of little coincidences like that. |