Hi everyone,
Today I woke up with the feeling of an incredible sadness so I want to share it.
I was in this strange house that sort of looked like a farm and there was my family in it and other people and some of them were supposedly our relatives.
I had a cage, and there was a lot of birds flying around, also lot of different kinds of birds. I I always “caught” one of each kind, like a sparrow, a pigeon, a magpie, and all sorts of others, big and small, and put them in the cage. Some of them were hurt, so I wanted to treat their wound and heal them. Thing is, I didn’t force them to come to me, I offered them my hand, they jumped on it, and I put them in the cage so I could treat them. They all just found their own perch in the cage and sat there peacefully.
Other things were happening throughout the dream but I always came back to my birds.
I wanted to give them a much larger cage in the garden, train them to free fly during the day and then come back to me. Later, as I was waking up, I knew at the back of my mind that keeping wild birds like this is cruel, but what was happening throughout the dream was a strong emotional bond to the birds and everything I did for them was meant well.
Then I I caught a blackbird, again, it sat on my finger voluntarily, and I brought it to the house and wanted to put it in the cage with the others. Then I found out the cage isn’t where it was, and put the blackbird in one place to wait for me.
There was this other family with a small toddler and I found my precious cage empty. They said it was the toddler.
There was a microwave, so at first I thought the worst thing happened and the stupid kid put them all in it. (I saw a thing like that happening in a movie, so, thought association I guess). Fortunately it was empty, so I grabbed the kid by the hoodie and started yelling at him where are the birds. He wouldn’t tell.
I went out with the cage, hoping the birds are maybe still in the garden. There were other birds, they saw the cage and got scared. I didn’t mean to get those birds, I wanted mine back. There were also other farm animals and they saw the cage and got closer.
I started crying and kept screaming “My birds! My birdies!” And just sort of hoping they would come back to me. I felt this incredible sadness over them leaving and longing for them to come back.
At the end of the dream there was an enormous swarm of insects, like bees or something except it was really tiny ones, and they were stinging me. There was also a woman’s voice coming from all over like a narrator, and suddenly I was in a small shelter on the farm, protected from the bees unless I pulled a fabric on the window aside. This woman’s voice wanted me to perform some ritual that would apparently make the bees go away but I didn’t want to because I was still incredibly depressed, AND I knew the ritual would be evil.
I distinctly saying “I don’t want to do no damn ritual, I just want my birds back.” And I kept wailing for them. I even ed apologising to this voice in the middle of me screaming for my birds, that I just can’t help it.
I I screamed “My birdies!” And then woke up, feeling incredibly sad.
I don’t know what happened to the blackbird, poor thing was still waiting for me at the back.
What could this all mean? I assume the worry of losing something important… of working hard to achieve something and then losing it because of recklessness (of others maybe= the toddler?)or maybe the birds protected me by flying away, so all I focused on was them and refused to perform that ritual?
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