I've always been a vivid dreamer and in the past year, this gift has taken me to many places and brought many messages.
Lately, I've been thinking about climate grief, the sickness/chemicals/misuse of our waters, the impact of human activity on our atmosphere, the death of many species.
I was talking with friends last night about this grief, remembering we are in a time of mass extinction. That we as a species can feel it... we do feel it... and it might be subtle. We might wonder why we are moody about this or that, or depressed and anxious.
When I drop into these moods when they come along and I ask what is really underneath, I recognize this feeling of ambiguous loss...
That there is something I don't experience everyday: the regality of an elephant, the play of the hippopotamus, the intelligence of a dolphin... and the understanding that their days are numbered in existence because of the planetary situation. And I mourn this...
And I dreamt this... just last night...
I am awash in a dark, raging river. The sky and waters are dark and other animals are being taken along with me. Elephants, rhinoceros, hippos, big cats...
This is the end.
I find myself on a concrete platform gripping onto a bar, in extreme grief, keening, heaving, we are losing everything.
Everything we never knew we had.
I am then holding another person, crying, wishing that they could save me, save all of us... "DO SOMETHING", I cry out. But they too, are taken out of my grasp by the current.
I know it is impossible at this point to doing anything to stop it and all I can do is sob heavily in anguish.
Everything I love, taken by the current.