geometric forms in a dream series

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For many years I had occasional dreams featuring the same form, a cone with a

helical path going up it. In one dream it might be a mountain I was climbing, in

another a pyramid; sometimes I was halfway up, sometimes at the bottom and more

than once, I reached the top only to find myself at the middle or bottom in the

next manifestation. When I was a child, it was usually a nightmare. I was

walking up holding my mother's hand when the path crumbled and I slid down

helplessly. I think I first reached the top, pulled up the final piece by my

mother reaching down like Michelangelo's God. When I began my degree at

Pacifica, I slogged along in a creek at the foot of a forested hill dragging two

large suitcases until my husband Tom, a few turns of the spiral ahead of me,

took the bags and helped me out of the water. Sometimes I leap straight up and

other times I go round and round. The last time the image arose was about a year

ago.

More recently, however, a new geometric form is coming to me, one with less

obvious symbolism. Perhaps some of you fire-sitters could share your thoughts on

it.

About six months ago, I dreamed that I was in an academic office or a small

classroom in which individual assignments were being given. When it was my turn,

the professor gave me my assignment as an image rather than in words. I was to

put a circle into a square or better yet, a sphere into a cube. It was a bright,

clear dream and I decided that very morning implement it in the work I was doing

at the time, redesigning a retail space to expand our little chocolate shop. I

drew up plans of the rectangular space that included curves and arches, round

edges, every round form I could imagine.

In the same period of time, the same week if not the same day, we received a

cease and desist letter from another Sweet Earth company. Though my husband and

sister-in-law, partners in our chocolate business agreed with out lawyer that

the threat was empty, I was putting time into a deep re-visioning of our

(so-called) retirement business.

Even at the time, the dream seemed bigger than my implementation, but since the

assignment was given to me then, and that was my current work, I figured why

not? The plans, however, were never used. In fact, our little business moved out

of that space altogether and we concentrated our efforts on our original shop a

short distance away.

The dream was so vivid that it seemed to me that I could still complete the

assignment, so I decided to try it more symbolically. I brought my round self

back to our first shop, which has roughly square floor plan. I consciously

added a feminine, nurturing, Mother Earthy energy to the space. It flourished.

Nothing came of the threatened suit.

About a week ago I had another very vivid dream. There was a potluck dinner

going on in a rectangular room a few steps down from the street. As I stepped

into the room, I noticed a beautiful altar set up against the wall to my right.

A large bouquet of flowers sat at its center. At each end were hollow blocks,

like planters, about 2'x2'x2', filled with water. I was glad to see the altar

there and and I lit some incense next to the flowers The meal was very joyous.

My family were there and people from many different parts of my life, my current

employees, old students and teachers, other parents.

My oldest two children, and n, were present as toddlers. n was

about a year old, just walking. Everyone laughed when he got himself covered in

chocolate, and I picked him up and put him into the cube of water closest to the

door. He splashed happily, dunking his head under the water to clean the

chocolate from his face and hair.

I went back to the long table and began picking up the plates that were ours.

Most of the guests had brought their own so there were just a handful. As I went

over to wash them in the water in the cubes, I was pleased to see that the

incense was still burning, but when I came to the cube where I left the baby, I

saw that he had drowned. Only the curve of his little back showed. I screamed,

but when I woke up, I recognized immediately that his back formed part of the

sphere in the cube.

This dream came to between the solar and lunar eclipses. The very same day, even

though we hadn't heard anything since our initial response to the other

company's lawyers, we were served papers informing us that our identity was

again under fire: a full-fledged suit had been filed, one that could not only

force our little company to rebrand but quite possibly put us out of business

altogether.

Now we are considering how or whether to re-conceive and rebrand the business or

to let it go entirely and downsize our outer obligations to something manageable

without an extra source of income. Big decisions, and I've still got the

assignment.

There are two more interesting ingredients to add to the pot. On the day of the

Venus transit last Tuesday, a friend did an energy balancing and reading for me.

She used the I Ching to begin with. I threw the Cauldron (#50) changing to Great

Power (#34).

At this point, I really don't know what to make of the whole sequence of events.

I would like to explore the circle in the square or the sphere in the cube

outside of the story of our little chocolate company, but the timing reconnects

it for me again and again.

The spiral pathway dreams were so obvious. These evoke as powerful a response in

me, but the symbolism eludes me. Any thoughts or comments would be welcome.

warm regards to you all,

Eve