I had this dream on Thursday and I mean to post about it but I forgot. I could clearly see myself standing in the middle of a slowly moving funnel of butterflies. Kind of like this:
They were just swirling around me in a continuous unbroken circle. They were vibrantly colored in yellows, oranges and reds but not like monarch butterflies though. There wings were colored like the robes that Buddhist monks wear. I have never seen butterflies this color. They were almost glowing. At one point two of them stayed on the tip of my right index finger. I was in awe. I was spinning around with them. All I kept saying was, “what does this mean?”
That was all I could remember.
I mean I feel that butterflies are my spirit animal. I know they are symbols of transformation. And yet, I have no clue what this means. Any suggestions?
An epiphany, oh epiphany did I have…
I kept thinking about the post I wrote yesterday. I thought about it a lot. I kept thinking about exactly what I would do as a 9-10 year old kid in my backyard with the watercolors and my Spirograph. I used to think that I would be an artist. I digress. Let’s talk about this designs and colors I came up with. I just happen to be scroll through my social media timeline and lo and behold what do I see…mandalas. It was like a light bulb clicked on for me. I was creating mandalas. Like sacred geometry. Mathematics.
“A mandala is the Sanskit word for circle, it is a spiritual and ritual symbol which is representative of the Universe. It is used for mediation and spiritual guidance. In dreams, it is a symbol of completeness or self-unity” – Google
I realized all this time when I have been doodling that I have been making mandalas and just did not consciously know it. My subconscious knew. I am having a moment of transition.