Holding Gently: A Transformative Dream

          For years dreams have been an important source of meaning for me. Sometimes a certain dream seems to have an enduring message that continues to apply to various life situations and contexts, or it seems to map to an existing mythology. I’d like to share the story of one of those special dreams that I had several years ago, and some of the meanings I’ve found in it. In the dream, I was walking along a dirt path in a natural place, with tall green grass, trees, and a lake nearby. I found, on the ground in front of me, a duck egg, cracked open lengthwise with almost half the shell missing. The duck inside took up most of the shell and looked embryonic, wet. I picked up the egg and cupped it in my hands to get a better look. At first I felt disappointed, as though the duck would never make it, and that it was too bad the egg got broken. But then, the duck started to develop in fast-forward, cupped in the palm of my hand in the broken shell. Warm light energy surged up into my hands and through the…