DREAMS AND WARNINGS – Wendy Anne Darling
I’ve had dreams of flying for as far back as I can remember. Sometimes I fly when the dreams are about being late so I escape the crowds and soar on my way to wherever I’m going, unimpeded. In generally happy and content periods of my life, I find myself circling sunny, sandy islands or flying in the clouds, looking down on our beautiful world.
I have a fear of falling, which has only grown worse in recent years, probably due to having multiple sclerosis, but in my dreams, those fears don’t blight my flight… I never fall and never have trouble taking off or landing. Maybe that’s because I don’t have to use my numb and unreliable legs for flying! I don’t have wings; I simply hold my arms out wide and soar, using my body to change direction. If I need to speed up I use a swimming motion, almost like breaststroke.
I’m an empath. I’ve been one since I was a child – long before I ever heard the word or understood what it meant – but I can look back now and see those times clearly and know why I felt a need to stay clear of some people. You know the ones – those beings who overwhelm your mind with their anxiety and negativity, replacing your peace and joy with their darkness. My dreamtime is the space I need to recover from their assaults and I believe that’s why I’m almost always flying by myself.
I’ve been happy there, high in the air. There’s rarely anybody with me unless I choose to rendezvous with someone I trust. The blue sky has been my home away from home for a very long time, but something has changed significantly over the last few years.
I remember the first dream I had when I was flying for very different reasons; it was sometime in 2016 and, since then, my experiences of flying in my dreams have changed. I felt as if I was suddenly in a different world; a much darker and more desperate one. Whereas there used to be a few other people around me there were now hundreds, sometimes thousands. People full of fear, despair, and hatred. Everything was different.
That first dream was long and has stayed in my mind; I can’t shake it out. Hundreds of militia all dressed in black arrived to arrest people for the most innocuous ‘crimes’ and people were running in terror of their weapons. Me? I took off… literally straight up in the air, flying in fear for the first time. And they followed. In the years since then, I’ve had many similar dreams, always being chased, always in danger. Sometimes, now, others like me are flying alongside me. Somehow we always manage to fly faster than the bad guys… so far, anyway.
I felt the need to get my card deck out while reading over what I’ve written here, and some interesting things came up Just for the sake of double-checking, which I do a lot, I also did a 3 card reading on Tarot.com and, while the 3 cards I drew were different from the ones I chose from my own deck, all 3 outcomes were eerily similar so I took this as a sign that my own reading was accurate.
Aside from the personal cards, the Challenges card has given me some insight. That card was the Seven of Cups and speaks of imagination and the art of dreaming. Here is the short description from Tarot.com:
‘The Seven of Cups typically refers to works of the imagination, the use of dream and vision to invent a future different than the life one is currently living. This card reminds us that our outcomes are not set in stone.’
My gut instinct tells me that what I am dreaming about on these very unsettling nights is the way our civilization could be in coming years; police states, poverty, fear and anger weigh down my soul in these desperate dreams. I realize now- from studying the Seven of Cups- that my challenge is to dream and imagine a future that we crave… one of love, compassion, and freedom from fear. Our outcomes are not set in stone, even though our fears may feel like a millstone hung around our necks. It’s good to have something positive to fight back the negative and not feel as if there is nothing we can do to change things!
I’d be very interested to hear your thoughts and comments. Do you agree? Have I read this correctly?
Thanks for reading, light, and love to you all from
Wendy Anne Darling