Dreams and Skull Sisters

Before I get into the dreams, let me tell you about my experience with Elektra (because she figures into the dream stuff later on). Elektra, the Shining One is a Brazilian citrine crystal skull. You can find out more about her here. When I went to visit Kelly at The Blue-Eyed Witch shop in Tombstone on Thursday, I asked if I could spend some time with Elektra. Kelly told me all about her and my upcoming interaction with her in a very soothing yet exciting way.

I mostly just let Elektra give me impressions, but I did ask that she strengthen my throat chakra which I thought had the color orange. She showed me that she knew my power animal, and that they work together. The deepest impression was that she, herself, is a guide who walks with people on their journey once they make a connection with her. I spent about 15 minutes with her alone, after which Kelly came and opened the door. Kelly asked me about my experience with Elektra. I told her I had asked Elektra for something specific, but I didn't say what. As we walked out of the room, Kelly said to me, "While she was talking to you, she was also talking to me. She wants you to have a blue lace agate to strengthen your throat chakra. The color of the throat chakra is light blue, you know."  No, I had thought it was orange, but Elektra obviously wanted me to get it right if I was going to seek her help for it!

Kelly told me that all I had to do, now that I had made a connection to Elektra, was to ask her anything or call upon her whenever I needed to. She told me that Elektra would always know what I needed.

Last night was the new moon, the Celtic New Year, the time when our ancestors are closest. I had several plans to do specific things in order to connect with my ancestors, but none of those things materialized. So when I woke in the night, I asked Elektra to bring me a message from my ancestors via a dream. Then I went back to sleep.

In my dream, I was at my son's house, watching the children by myself. Somehow, I opened a door and let 6 snakes into the room, five rattlesnakes, and one big, green, dragon-headed python. All the snakes immediately scattered under beds and other furniture, into dark corners, etc. I put my two youngest grandchildren up on one of the beds, and told them to stay there. I had no trouble finding the first four rattlesnakes and returning them outside. I was searching for the fifth when my son and daughter-in-law came home, and they started helping me look. My son found the fifth snake. Nobody seemed upset about the snakes, in fact, we were laughing and making jokes while we searched.

As soon as we had tossed out the fifth snake, I found the whereabouts of the python. But his huge, rearing, dragon-like head and several feet-long body made me realize I wasn't going to wrestle this one by myself. We called the police, but they told us we needed to call the zoo. We called the zoo, and they said they could come, but it would be a while.

I was in another room, but I could see the python through the doorway. There was something blocking its progress toward me at first, but it just flattened itself and slid under the obstacle. It started to wrap around me and squeeze, and it was rearing its head, showing its fangs, and looking at me. I woke up.

In core shamanic practice, a snake bearing its fangs often symbolizes illness. Upon thinking about the dream after waking, I realized that there were six snakes in all -- one for each of us, my son, his wife, the three children, and me. Interesting that I caught the first four snakes and put them out easily. In terms of health, I think that represents my daughter-in-law and the three children who are healthy. The fact that my son picked up one, but that we were laughing and joking as he found it and tossed it out -- he has recently had some health challenges, but is overcoming them through his and his wife's research and implementation of specific health practices.

The python? Hmmm...he was suffocating me. I have recently been majorly concerned about my blood pressure which is out of control despite regular meds, nutritional supplements, and radical changes in diet, exercise, and stress-level over several months. My doctor had recently asked me about the possibility of sleep apnea, and I had dismissed it. But after a little research this morning, it all started adding up. Needless to say, the green python bearing its fangs and suffocating me just might be a warning. So I called my doctor and made an appointment. Not that I haven't talked to them about it over and over already, but this time I cut to the chase -- I'm done changing medications; I want to get to the cause of the problem. I want sleep studies and x-rays of my sinuses and adenoids to find out what is depriving my brain of oxygen. (There are signs of that other than just the hypertension.)

As I thought further about it, I realized that Elektra had come through. She knew what I needed, and that was truly a message from my ancestors -- the ones who suffered high blood pressure and ended up with Alzheimer's or dementia. She may have just saved my life.