Painting Title: Water Chi
I had a dream, the kind that stays with you for days. I am on a ferry arriving at Swartz Bay from Fulford Harbour. I prepare to drive off, but instead the cars do not move; waiting for several minutes, I finally step out of the car to see the gate still up. Instead the ferry starts up, and heads back to Fulford Harbour. I am overwhelmed with frustration. When I awake I feel trapped, and worse, powerless. The feeling and clarity of the dream stays with me for days.
I see meanings in things and dreams are a favourite source for interpretation. This dream Is worrying. Could it be a metaphor for circumstances in my life that are out of my control. I have an undercurrent of fear not usual for me and I know that in my vulnerable state I could keep manifesting this “victim” kind of circumstance in other areas of my life. I had to solve it, but how?
Perchance I am having acupuncture a week or so later. While left on the bed with needles quietly stimulating meridians, I fall into a daydream. The ferry dream plays itself out once again. The powerlessness creeps over me as the ferry backs out and again, I am not able to get off. Suddenly a huge surge overtakes me. I find myself at the railing looking out over Piers Island and the pass by Samson Narrows. Hardly thinking, I plunge into the water. I shock myself and quickly realize the water is warm. I feel cradled, nurtured and safely floating, aware of sea life all about me. A floating dock appears. Climbing aboard I dangle my feet in the water and with a cup of tea joyously drink in the scene with fish and seals and the dancing waves participating. My hair is picked up by the wind, blowing it dry as crows fly out, they too in celebration cawing and thrilling with the magical scene unfolding. The sun is setting, the sky brilliant with ribboned colours. I feel a goddess in a land of gods. I awake to needles being pulled out, then breathe a huge sigh of gratitude for my surrender to this awe-inspiring world. And so this painting Water Chi” was born.