“The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.” Eleanor Roosevelt
I am a keeper of my dreams. Yes, you heard that right! When I wake in the morning, there lies a dream journal next to my bed (in reality, I grab whatever I can write on so I don’t lose the message- even my hand if necessary for if you don’t do it immediately it can be lost!)
Last night, while the details of my dream remain fuzzy, I did focus in on a cuckoo clock. For those of you who do not know what that is, a cuckoo clock descends from the Black Forest in 18th century Germany, a place where fairytales like Hansel & Gretl unfold. The pendulum regulated clock strikes the hours with an automated cuckoo bird that comes out of a door in the middle making this sound: coo-coo0, coo-cooo, coo, cooo.
So why did this apparatus take center stage in my dream last night?
As a self proclaimed follower of Jung, I consulted my dream interpretation book to see what light it could shed on this. Apparently, clock imagery suggests a preoccupation with the passage of time or perhaps a fear of aging. Then, I looked to the symbolism of the cuckoo, and in Western culture the cuckoo clock itself represents the innocence of childhood, the enchantment of the “magic” of the happy bird which lives in the clock and visits to announce the hour. It can be seen as a bit mysterious rather than a serious timekeeper.
Then, I had a great conversation that put it all into perspective. Time is relative, it can be seen as always fleeting or a chance to come alive. What we choose to do with it is entirely up to us. When we set a timetable for things to happen, we try to control the unfolding and thereby the magic of our journey. We can set goals, aspirations really, to accomplish much, it can be accompanied by stress or pressure to just get to the destination. However, the cuckoo reminds us to ask ourselves on the half hour and the hour are we enjoying the process, reminding us to bring in “play”. Perhaps rebellious as we can be, when the cuckoo breaks out through the doors of time, we too get the courage to just abandon all the “shoulds” of the day to just let our souls be free. And dance, as we allow the enchantment of the magic of that happy bird encompass our life. There is where I allow my belief in the message of my dreams help me make a powerful shift! This is the empowering message that I take with me as God speaks to me:)
My Year of Empowerment: Time is fleeting, reminder to play! was originally published on Meg Nocero