June 24th Dream:
GUIDELINES TO HELP ME PASS THROUGH A DOOR TO MY MEMORY
I’m in an Alzheimer’s facility. My sister, Patty, is standing beside me. She is a tall, big woman (my sister in waking life looks very different from this dream figure representing my sister, shadow). I’m wondering when Michael is going to come visit me at the Alzheimer’s facility. A female staff member is ready to go home. It is just about 6pm. As she prepares to leave she grabs her black purse and slings it over her left shoulder. I talk with her briefly about whether I can walk outside. I don’t know the rules or guidelines yet.
The words that call me are:
- separated from Michael
- what are the guidelines
- passing through the door to the outside
- standing beside me
- ready to go home
Credit- Gary Hamburgh
I received my dream after asking for dream guidance. My dream stays with me and is helping me to re-member the importance of what is just outside my door:
July 3rd Dream
RETURNING TO GET WHAT I NEED
I’m walking down a paved urban sidewalk. I see three yellow school buses coming my way up the hill. Looks like I will miss the bus because everything I need is at home. I jay walk across the busy street (while being careful not to be hit) and make my way back to the right side. Looks like I will have to drive to school after I retrieve what I need at home.
Memoir & Ambiguous Loss
I won’t see him again or I may
Pauline Boss is an expert in ambiguous loss. She works with people following events like 911, Japan’s Tsunami, and other life changing losses like divorce and adoption, In her On Being interview with Krista Tippett, The Myth of Closure, Pauline says:
- there is no such thing as closure
- the media does great harm to people when they write or talk about closure
- grief has no timetable
Pauline also talks about how people cope when there is no funeral to go to or a place to visit after the death of a loved one. [someone is missing but may be found, a child is adopted and the birthmother may see him again].
It helps to be able to say:
I won’t see him again or I may
Everyone of us has experienced losses that are a part of the fiber of our being.
Carl Jung wrote about the tension of the opposites
When we can say, “I won’t see him (her) again but I may”, and hold that tension we can unite the two in a creative, transformative way.
When I started writing to you I hadn’t yet seen the patterns in my dreams calling me home.
Patterns that I recognize about how I am developing. Who I am Becoming.
Home is where I write and re-member my own inconsolable grief. My own ambiguous loss following the adoption of my surrogate son.
Home is the Olympic Peninsula. The place where I want my ashes scattered. Where I want my children and grandchildren to remember their Mom and Nana.
Home is where my dream reside and I re-member what I am called to BECOME.
Okay. I’d love to hear from you. I never know where my writing will take me when I begin any one post. The big ‘C’ words, closure and completion, have been roaming around in my home for some time.
Some questions to consider. I’ll be standing right beside you as we consider these questions together…
- Are their patterns that you have found in your journaling, movement styles, dreams, in nature that you recognize as helpful guides in your development?
- Is closure possible after the loss of a loved one who you will not see again? or after the loss of a marriage or adoption of a child?
- Does our ability to bring closure affect our ability to play and create?