Uprooted
Knowledge
Meditate for Contentment A prayer for the uprooted
Community
2.2.24
My Dream this morning had me in an office cubicle, worryingabout my lack of accounting chores. I completedmy work way too early and had nothing else to do. I worried I would be found out and fired.
When confronted, I admitted my lack of work, by saying “Iwant to speak German.”
Instantly, I was transported to a dirt beach island justoutside the window. A meditative creature was with me on thebeach, but disappeared. I was in the office again.
This time in a different position. My colleagues in whiteshirts and ties, indulged me in my talent of doing nothing in particular. Joyously, we cheered and celebrated, some gamein the background. In a commercial, lady astronauts did somersaults in the air,part of the celebration. We were all celebratingwhen I awoke feeling contented. I firstmeditated on the Heart/ Gall Bladder
Saam Medical Meditation Interpretation of the Dream.
The dream began with Spleen worries of work, indicatingresponsibility. And inadequacy (dissatisfaction) as I felt I might be fired.
Knowledge/ Pericardium - “I want to speak German”.
Heart, Friendship and Beauty: I was transported as if a Mandala(A beautiful presentation or object in a dream) to an island where a meditationalcreature was briefly with me. This couldhave been my childhood best friend. Hequickly left and I was joined by my colleagues back in the office. Theyaccepted me and we shared in joyously celebration.
Lung. The officebuilding signifies material possession, homeland, community. It was ideallycomfortably for me, a place I wanted to be.
Pyscho – Somatic: Imeditated on the Lungs. This last week I’vehad great and meaningful openings of a life long block in my chest, in my lung.In my sternum, in my thymus. A lifelong phlegm and heart-attack conditionunwound as channels of Qi and Blood opened up new vessels. A fulfillment of destiny. Who I am supposed tobe. Comfortable in community.
Per my story in SMM, I was an uprooted child from the warmclimes of San Diego to Beautiful, Rheumy Pennsylvania. Not once but twice in mylife. I cried leaving Pennsylvania and Icried when I returned. Soon after I got sick.
Who is firmly rooted in their community? A lot, or a few?
What would my potential self had been?
Would I have become sick? Would I have had a family, an early career track, success?
Would I have fallen into acupuncture?
My sickness fate was blessed, but lonely.
Now, in my dream this morning, content. Fitting in, acceptedby others. I wasn’t a super star or performer. (No Liver level Three Needs).
I did have Knowledge though! (Pericardium Level Three).
I was an accountant for years with AIG, when I transitionedto my doctorate in acupuncture.
I worked in Century City and Woodland Hills high rises.
Uprooted, I’ve also, always been a beggar.
In my dream, from Knowledge I arrived. So I meditated on thePericardium / Stomach. Qi n my chest andthroat opened also to the roof of my mouth and face.
In this dream I went from beggar hood to contentment. The Mandalawas the transporting moment.
So I alternated Heart and PC and rotated through all thechannels.
In contentment of community, a new masterly self has emerged.