Sunday, 6 December 2015

Regression (a dream within a dream)

An unusual one, this.

From what I recall, the dream started with me walking down the street with a wheeled trolley full of dirty laundry.  I was supposed to be going to the pub to meet a friend for a drink, but for some reason, decided to take the trolley with me.

I stopped by a laundrette and my friend persuaded me to leave my stuff there, which I did.  I then changed my mind and asked for it back.  The attendant gave me back the clothes but then started talking to me.  He was what Americans might call a Latino and he made general small talk.  At one point, we sat down and then asked me if I wanted to know about my ancestry.  When I responded in the positive, he then turned into an African shaman.  He leaned over and picked up a large acupuncture-like pin and placed it in the centre of his forehead.  After that, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he put out his hand and said something like "When you touch my hand, you will be Iguru".  I touched his hand and immediately went into a trance.  I heard tribal chanting and singing and had the sensation of what felt like hundreds of people's hands touching me.  I seemed to have regressed into a past life state where I was about to undertake an initiation ceremony.  It all started to get too intense though and I suddenly woke up.  The whole experience shocked me so much, I was literally left speechless.

Interestingly, I did Google 'Iguru', and it appears to be an Indian dish of some sort.  There is also an  Solomon Iguru.

 Not sure where that name even came from, but the trance-like experience was very strange.