Journey 102 - Plane Dreams

9/25/04: A Journey for determining why I have had a recurring dream over the years of Airplanes, almost always jetliners with loads of people aboard, being in mortal trouble, always resulting in me waking up in a panic. The latest occurred last night, after a delightful Dream-let (which I will describe first) in which a Bald Eagle hopped off a Branch directly above my head and landed at my feet! The Eagle then snuggled up against my legs, very unusual behavior. I then picked it up and was rubbing its tummy while holding it, like one would a puppy, absolutely thrilled. I then walked toward the door and called out to my wife, “hey honey..look..this Eagle is allowing me to hold it!” This was VERY good Medicine, as Bald Eagle has made itself known to me to be my Power Animal in Spirit, and this kind of warm approach and contact is a first for me. It has given me great comfort and humility to be so attended to by my Power Spirit.

Now, onto the second Dream. I was driving along aroad on the side of a runway with my wife when I noticed a large gray jet roaring up the runway to our right. It had just lifted off the ground when smoke popped out of the back of both engines, and the jet sank down again. It disappeared over a small ridge, which I sped up to pass so I could see if the plane had landed safely. When it came back into view, it was completely different in looks. It had a body much like a tour bus, with nearly full-length windows. I could see the people within very clearly, some sitting, some beginning to stand up in worry. The jet kept trying to lift off and kept coming back to the ground with a thump. With each try, I could see the people getting more and more worried. I was wondering why the pilot didn’t just try to stop the plane. It seemed insane to me that he kept trying to take off when they were running out of runway. I could see the people inside begin to hold each other in fear. I told myself I could help the plane lift off with my new Shamanic skills, and kept trying to will it off the ground. But I was so much in an emotional upheaval, I almost couldn’t think straight, and was unsuccessful in getting the plane airborne. At this point, I awoke in a very strong sense of panic.

So I almost immediately decided it was time to take a Journey and decided once and for all why this Dream kept occurring. I knew one thing for sure in advance: I have a major imprint in my Luminous Body that is being triggered again and again, spilling all this energy into my Chakras and resulting in this recurring Dream/Panic. The Journey would determine what Imprint I had, and hopefully allow me to get rid of it. One cannot be an effective force for change and Healing if one panics due to activated Imprints, after all. And so this afternoon after work I performed the Preparations, and used the Drumming CD to begin. I wasn’t sure whether to go to the Upper or Lower Worlds, and so I let my Guides decide. When my Snake Guide, Crosses in Front, appeared, I knew we were heading down to the Lower World. Crosses was orange and red, this time, indicative of the Lower Chakras having been stressed to a high degree. She was whipping herself around on the ground, raising clouds of dust. This told me that a lack of Water (i.e., emotion) was needed. So I got together with her and we moved along a short distance through some brush to a Tunnel entrance. This tunnel had corrugated walls of brown, and made distinct Pipe noises as we went down..a first. As we went further, I saw old-style gas oil lanterns hanging from the walls, and I knew we were getting close to the exit. Out we went, into a square of an old-west town, at night. The saloon was to our right and sported a large front porch. Sitting on a chair at the far end was a solitary, all-black figure. I knew this was a Spirit Being from past Journeys..I could see the yellow eyes shining. I decided this was the Spirit I needed to speak with concerning this long-standing Imprint, but first wanted to gather an offering. There were fresh and healthy Sage plants growing along the side of the dirt road to my left, and I walked along looking at each Plant’s Aura until I came to one with an exceptionally healthy and tall Energy Display. I gather some Leaves from this Plant, in thanks. We then walked further and came to a large stand of growing Sweet Grass. Just as I was going to pick this, I slipped into the Theta State and for the rest of the Journey dealt with fleeting images from a different setting, noine of which I can really remember. I then heard the Call Back Drumming and was back in my room.

I felt unsettled, as I had not finished the Journey at all. As I lay there, I realized I hadn’t even come back properly..that is, back through the Tunnel with my Guide. So after about 5 or so minutes, I realized I had to go back into the square and meet with this Spirit. So I grabbed my Drum and self-drummed myself back. I was back at the Sweet Grass field, and picked some. The stalks were actually glowing a light green light in the Night Air. I took the Sage and Sweet Grass over to the porch and approached the figure. I introduced myself as 4 Hawks and told of my Purpose. He then stood up and came right up to me, peering into my eyes and introduced himself. He told me he was the Fear of Death, of Loss, of the Inability to communicate with Loved Ones, of being buried for good. I told him I had taken several Journeys to rid myself of the Fear of Death, and so I was surprised to see him. He answered that I had indeed cleaned my Spirit Body of the Fear of Death. But, he said, my Emotional, Mind and Physical Bodies still had that Fear within. I sensed that to get rid of these, I had to rid myself of the Spirit standing before me. I sensed I had to dissolve him in the Waters of Life. As I was thinking this, he took me for a walk. We walked through various scenes of Death, including very strong wind and snow storms, the 9/11 disaster, jumping from a building, fire, explosions..in other words, various ways to die violently and/or suddenly. In all cases, though, the knowledge of impending Death were there in advance. Right in the middle of this part of the Journey, I heard four very loud Animal screams outside my bedroom window, and lots of scampering through the drain pipe..and some scratching against the side of the house. Chipmunks tend to inhabit that area, but it seemed hard to believe a tiny Animal like that could be so loud. But I did get the sense this Animal was in abject fear for its life. I found myself wondering if it was under attack from a Hawk or Cat, or if it was just reading the sense of Dread my being in the presence of the Fear of Death was broadcasting to the surroundings. Later, after the Journey, I saw a Chipmunk sitting on our new wood pile very still..as if it was reading the local area for signs of danger..so perhaps there was a Hawk or Cat. Back to the Journey: while still walking with the Spirit of the Fear of Death, I took him to a large, turbulent Ocean to try to dissolve him. He would not go in. I took him to a River, and yet again he would not allow me to dissolve him in the Waters of Life. Finally, I was able to force him into a Canoe, and set him drifting down River. I then called in the large, Black Bird that soared over me to begin my Shaman’s Dream several years ago. I watched as the Canoe and the Bird both floated down around a bend of Trees. I returned to the Old West town, and my Guide Crosses had resumed her normal black color, a sign my Chakras had been cleansed. I then drummed myself back to the room properly. I feel I have not yet rid myself of this Fear completely, as hi is still afloat on the River..but there is perhaps enough distance at this point to allow me to be effective in such an intense crisis. Time will tell.