Dream Talking

Well, no, I’m not exactly talking in dreams but the last one I had was very simple and very clear and was about communication: I was in my home watching as a phone landline was being installed to my house. A bit ironic in one way because landlines in North Cyprus are as rare as hen’s teeth, mobile phones are the way to go here.

For me, the dream was saying that my communication paths are opening up, perhaps not quite there, because the trench for the cables hadn’t quite reached my home (which in dreams often means yourself). But the poems are crowding into my head now, lining up to be written so things are changing for me and I feel on a bit of a roll.

I decided also that I’d revamp my sanctuary tables too.  I’m not comfortable really with the term “altar” as it brings back unpleasant memories of being in a convent as a kid. But I decided I liked the term “sanctuary tables” because they do represent for me a connection to the earth, to ground me and to help me cope with life on earth.

I have suffered from depression in the past but have managed to work through to its causes which has helped me stay pretty sane (well, I think I’m sane, others might have different ideas!). But I do find life on earth hard, particularly when I see what evil humanity is capable of. A comment by Russell Brand about Robin Williams’ tragic suicide rang so many bells for me I could feel tears welling up: “an attempt to anaesthetise against a reality that constantly knocks against your nerves.”

I’m lucky in that I have a lot of optimism within me – I am so grateful for the good that people do, the help that is extended so generously to others, the outrage at social injustice, the artists and singers, my friends, my wonderful husband, our menagerie of cats and dogs. But I do find very wearing the selfishness, the rage around these days, the focus on things rather than people, the lies of governments, the victimisation and scapegoating of the poor and dispossessed, the greed of the super-rich and the way governments serve big business, not the people.

So my tables are sanctuaries for me – the reminder of the sacred in watching birds fly; hearing birds sing; feeling the energy of rocks and crystals, hearing the purity of my singing bowl; feeling energised by using my rattles; tuning into earth, fire, air and water. So today I also burned a feather from my past, my old me. I know I’m moving in new directions because the way I dress is also changing – not so gypsy-ish as I was in Australia, I’m wearing tighter clothing as I’m showing more of myself as I am but, don’t worry, still got the purple hair!

The Round Glass Table in my Study:

The turquoise of the bowl represents communication with love; at the bottom of the bowl are dried rose petals  from the Apothecary’s Rose in my garden, one of my favourite roses, and obviously to remind me of love;  around the edge are feathers for the air element – from pigeons, doves, rainbow lorikeets, pheasant coucals (a cuckoo found in northern New South Wales and southern Queensland, Australia) and kookaburras. In astrological terms, I have nine air signs and no earth signs, so birds are important to me being representative of the air element, but I need crystals, rocks and stones to ground me back to the earth element. So on the table are three spheres: ruby for energy; labradorite for magic communication; and girasol for the vast, expansive energy of Jupiter. There are also two crow wings which I salvaged from a crow killed by a car, and a barn owl wing, again salvaged from a barn owl killed by a car. Both again represent air element for me. Also on the table  are the elements I worked with on soul retrieval which remain private and sacred – burning the feather today represented a return to wholeness for me and a letting go of the past. And finally the Buddha figure reminds me of the sacred in life, while the petrified wood underneath brings back memories of my eight years in south-east Queensland where I turned my life around, discovered the artist, teacher, photographer and writer within and never looked back.

The Round, Black Glass Table on my Verandah:

The rocks around the centre bowl all represent important memories and relationships for me. The bowl in the centre is green, for the energy of water, and in the bowl are rocks, coloured glass pebbles again representing the colour of water, and pine cones for earth energy.  There are also sparkly, white balls which represent the stars and galaxies around us.

And after all the wordy descriptions, here are my sanctuary tables:

Altar table - Study Altar Table - Verandah

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14 thoughts on “Dream Talking

  1. Hi Mo,
    Had to drop by to check your blog out seeing as you are so kind to like my posts all the time. Thanks for that by the way. Well your dream about opening up communication must be true because I am communicating to you from Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada so I’d say that is a pretty wide open (and far away) line of communication. 😉
    Just wanted to say that I love the term sanctuary table instead of alter. I agree it is too reminiscent of religious childhood memories. I don’t have a sanctuary table just a small offering in a tray on my window. There is a dove feather, beach rock, quartz crystal, a swallow egg and a small sea shell. For me it simply represents my connection to nature.
    One more thing I want to add and don’t think that I am crazy ( but then being a crazy crone I suppose you won’t) but there is one more synchronistic connection hear for me and that is your name, Mo. The city I live in is Nanaimo and I just wrote an article for a local magazine called “Do you know Mo?” as in downtown Nanai-mo. It is a feel good piece about the revitalization of our downtown district and how it is becoming a village within the city. Maybe the universe thinks I should get to know another Mo too.
    Anyway, Thanks for the support and thanks for a better term for a sacred tool as well.

    Diana Frajman
    The Crones Apprentice

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    • Hi, Diana – How lovely to hear from you all the way from Vancouver Island. I looked it up and found Nanaimo, much to my pleasure. It never ceases to surprise me how synchronicity links people up, I think it’s wonderful, the world is so much richer for it. I’m very happy to stay in touch, it’s great when people like you pop up and make contact, makes the world so much smaller. Take care, Mo xx

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  2. I love the idea of a sanctuary table….beautiful thought…❤🌻❤meanwhile from this side of the earth I send you all the positive energy and many a hug ❤❤❤❤

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  3. Beautiful, just beautiful, Mo. I know the thought you put into this, and how everything on those sacred table means something to you. You motivated me to do this again. I had to put things away due to “cats” but since I am cleaning out my private room today, which does have a closed door, I will keep your post in mind and I too will again set up my own sanctuary table. Bless you, Mo!!! (((HUGS))) Amy

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      • My house has been stripped to the bare minimum. But not so in my private room with a CLOSED door. (smile) I am in fact cleaning that room right now, and I shall be setting up a sacred table. I have it all ready. Now to choose the items. Thank you SO much for reminding me I used to do this. Love, Amy

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