posted on Jun, 2 2012 @ 11:09 AM
So now I must come back and share a couple of insights and coincidences since seeing this thread. I visited the site where the sparrow info was
posted in the beginning of this thread. I started at the A-animals to just read through them while thinking about the kinds of animals that have come
into my life over the last few years.
I get the the Cardinal who is about recognizing your self importance and in a flash I relive a dream I had right after my grandmother died last year.
She was standing in the middle of a room where a party seemed to be taking place. She was staring at me and shaking her head in disappointment. All
this time I couldn't figure out what about me, even after death, she could be so disappointed in. Her favorite bird was the cardinal. She LOVED
birds and the last conversation I had with her before she died was actually about how many cardinals I'd been seeing in the area I'd just moved to.
I've recently just moved again. One of the first birds to greet me was a cardinal.
After I settle down from that I continue reading. Its late and I'm in bed so by the time I get to the D-animals I'm falling asleep (this was last
night). I fall asleep with a vague intention that I will learn more about those animals that may be in my own totem. Before I go into my main dream
I'll share a dream where I was in the ocean searching for manta ray. There were underwater cages nearby (weird I know...were they attached to a
boat?). One had a small sting ray trying to escape, the other had...a cat. I saw this manta ray swim by me a couple times, but my vision was cloudy
and I had to continually remind myself to breath.
Anyway, on to my main dream:
This morning I wake relieved that I'm no longer dreaming. I lay there thinking about the dream and realize it was blatantly animal. The dream was
of me and I think one of my sisters in a hotel room. I noticed a large, bright, green praying mantis hanging from the sheer curtains. There was a
smaller, paler one right next to her. My sister and I were curious at first but then the insects started freaking out or something. My memory is
still hazy on this part, but evidently they were going mad and causing us enough discomfort that we felt we had to kill them--except we desperately
didn't want to. We were screaming and balling our eyes out trying to silence them. I threw a pillow onto the larger one (who was now 3-4 times
larger than a normal Mantis) and as soon as I heard a crack I jumped off. My sister grabbed the smaller baby mantis between her two hands and, while
crying intensely, killed it.
It was done, everything was still and we were heartbroken. But no, the mother praying mantis, though still, was alive. I wrapped her up while we
mourned her and took her into my arms. She turned into a human baby and we both kissed her head. A while later I carefully got up to lay the praying
mantis somewhere safe knowing I needed to wake soon...and then I did.