Dreams of a waterbug
Ever since I was a wee one, I’ve always had a beautiful relationship with water. I was born in Ormond Beach (part of Daytona Beach these days) and our neighborhood was right across the street from the ocean, so we would go there often. My dad always had a boat of one kind or another so we were also out in the sea most weekends. Just about everywhere I’ve lived, it was near a body of water.
I loved swimming most of all, most especially going underwater, holding my breath for long periods of time and just lying on the bottom, looking up at the sun glittering a melodic dance through the surface. It was such a magical and peaceful world for me as a child and sometimes I would try to go to sleep while under there, to be one with that world.
Upon reflection into my past, I have noticed that the times I lived away from a body of water, those were literally the “dry” times of life. It is fascinating how such things can seemingly and improbably have an impact on your life in subtle ways. I’m also an “Air” sign being a Libra but I do have a Scorpio cusp so it makes sense because I am both of air and water.
Whenever I have dreams about water, they’re often profound and strike a deep chord within me. Sometimes I’ll be soaring above the ocean gliding like a bird. Other times I’ll be underwater somewhere, reveling in a world of purity, silence, and lightness.
I was reminded of this when I woke up one morning from a dream where I was underwater near a beach in the moonlight and I was just swimming around like a dolphin, twirling around and being blissfully free in joy. All the while, I could hear this deep, resonant song of vibration, like a hymn from the universe, carrying with me through my frolics, accompanying me.
After I woke up, I could still hear and feel that vibrational hymn so I just laid in bed for a little while, soaking in it as it slowly faded away.
Do you have such feelings, dreams, or some sort of relationship with water? Care to share? Even if it’s with a different element?
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