We’re all drinking from cups that are too small. There’s a river. And the arrows that we’re firing that were once sharp are now blunt. They miss the target and fall down useless. Someone suggests we need a new box of arrows…
In the middle of the night I woke with this dream and know better than leave it to the morn to try and recall it. My phone was bright and stuck on bold, which was hurting my tired eyes, three times I tried to get back to normal font but the two words We’re all wouldn’t change and stuck as the title.
There is something in this time, this pandemic era, about unlearning and relearning. There’s a stripping away of what we’ve always done and known.
The emphasis on individuals struck me in the dream. Individuals are important; the pandemic is pushing us into smaller and smaller gatherings. Each of us is finding new ways to live and work.
Individuals are truly essential because we are part of a body. Do we know who we are? And are we functioning in our individual roles? Have we lost sight of the richness of diversity? We’re a body made from remarkably varied parts.
Cooperate identity became bland. Homogeny is disfunction.
It’s time for us individually to really know who we are and to re-function in that revelation.
Many people are going to retrain, move job, begin to point themselves in the direction they’ve actually always wanted to go, consciously or not. Old personal identity issues are going to resurface creating the opportunity for new levels of resolution. Who we are matters.
Why are we drinking from cups? The cups are too small. The cups are individual and inadequate. Our font/source has been held in a limited container. Our resources / life will run out unless we reposition ourselves.
There’s a river in front of us all in the dream. There’s a river.
We are invited to go straight to the water, straight to the source of all life and provision and to put our faces in the river and drink. It’s not about intermediate tools or intermediate people. They are both too small. There is a limit. We are individually responsible for how we drink.
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I was recently asked to interpret a dream and immediately reacted to a specific image and believed the symbolism to be negative. After clearing my mind of my own prejudices and thoughts, a totally different interpretation came to me. Our bias and old views have got to be laid aside in order to see the new. Old assumptions don’t cut it.
So, it’s time for the new box of arrows. The arrows are what…? Previously I would have seen arrows to represent prophecy and prayer and word. Now I see the arrows as our very being and also therefore our focus. The new arrows will be sharp and focused. The things that used to work are now blunt and general and ineffective. The ‘same old’ has gone and is now useless. Where, as individuals, are we focused? It’s time to focus on our true being, and being true, truly be focused. An arrow is not a bomb; it’s a specifically targeted, individually fired entity. Aimed at one small space. What is your space? What are you born for? Who are you really?
We’re all in this together so let’s, each of us, be true to who we really are and drink deeply from the one who made us as we reposition ourselves to be truly authentic.
Love this – lots of thoughts for meditation – which I will do tomorrow, I think. Will let you know if I have a personal revelation.
Despite the anxiety that the pandemic had created for all of us, (I’m not doing well in this regards due to my already existing health problems)- I have felt as if things in my life etc. must change now, in fact for a while have felt my old spiritual warfare stuff I haven’t been able to do and even maybe need to re-locate geographically too. Your dream really confirms this and affirms the idea of not having to do stuff for God the same way to be useful too which is encouraging the idea of just being there (maybe as salt and light) as enough is a comfort! I love the idea that we drink directly from the river too rather than using a cup too not limiting how much of God we take in. Really powerful and encouraging dream. Thank you Gayle.
This so resonates with me. Thank you.
Yes!
“Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are children born in one’s youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. They will not be put to shame when they contend with the opponents in court.”
I’ve often struggled with the disconnect in this passage where it goes from “Children” to “courts”…it made no sense to me until recently when the USA Senate confirmed a new Judge for the SCOTUS…a woman who has a lot of kids and is against abortion.
My kids are ALL against abortion…but they do not approve of using the courts to stop it…they have discovered that loving your enemy and providing education and financial equality do more to stop abortion than Judges do.
People ARE arrows…and leaders are Parents…
I do feel blunt and ineffective…but the arrows I have released are sharp and smarter than me and have more energy…we should all feel this way.
Interesting. It certainly is a time where connecting in community is not as possible and that feels strange as the connection with others is so missed. However, it is possible to hide in community, to let others do the hard slugging, to feel, as individuals, that we are part of something just because our community is doing the work, while individually, we just watch. I am happy to take responsibility to release the arrows I have been given. I am also wondering what this means in such an individualistic world, where we often see the attitude of “me first.” So often there is such a disconnect with the poor, the oppressed, the marginalized, the other. Yet we are personally responsible for the choices we make. We can choose to let ourselves be swept along in the current of our culture or we can choose to make a different mark, forge a different path, walk the road less travelled.