Bizarrely one of my posts that gets regular traffic but rarely any comments is one entitled Spider as Totem. This comes via various search engines and I can only hope that those who read it find it useful in some way.
I’ve begun dreaming about spiders lately. To sum up what having spider as totem means: weaving, and the weaving especially of words. Grandmother Spider is the creatrix of the world in some Native American creation stories and is also credited with the invention of the first alphabet. I often see spiders in the shadowy penumbra of sleep, but until a few nights ago I’d not dreamed about them.
In this dream I saw an immense spider, a tarantula of some sort or even the famous bird eating spider emerge from under a gate and begin to scuttle around. Now, as my brother for many years kept tarantulas, I’m not scared of them as such because I know how fragile they actually are, so in the dream I sought to capture the beast with a glass. The spider was so strong that even with a large glass tumbler over it, it kept on moving taking the glass with it like a kind of protective shell and after a short while I lost sight of it completely. Then I caught a glimpse of it around my legs somewhere and became inexplicably afraid. I wanted to scream and panic but I didn’t. In the dream I told myself the spider was more afraid of me and I relaxed and waited for it to begin to climb up me. I woke then, feeling disturbed but not actually afraid.
Now for me, the Spider is a powerful ally and one I’ve been struggling with for the last few years as though my writing is vital to my well being, I’ve been reluctant to really get stuck into projects due to all sorts of good reasons, not least of which is finding a real outlet(ie publishing). I’m reluctant to give birth to more of my special children if the world doesn’t want them.
I don’t know precisely what the dream is telling me but if one thing I can read into this, the spider I saw was bigger than any I’ve ever seen, either belonging to my brother or anywhere else, and that tells me the real importance of honouring this totem.
Just how I do this is unclear right now.
I can’t speak for the world, but I definitely want to see more of your special children and do strongly believe the world wants it too, once they have had a chance to get to know them!
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Thank you J.
What’s with the new picture???
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Fancied a change!
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very gothic!!
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I know, and I like it!
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Didn’t have you down as a goth!!
I admit a liking for gothic novels and the like; if you ever have the chance to buy MR James’ ghosts story collection get it. Tingles down the spine all night!
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I am not really goth! Just like the picture!!
Arrived safe and sound and hour ago (flight delayed)
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glad it wasn’t me dreaming of spiders it would have been a nightmare I am terrified of them.
Hope you work out what it all meant
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glad it wasn’t me dreaming of spiders I am terrifie of them
hope you work out what it all meant.
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I’m lucky in that there isn’t a creature alive I am scared of; my nightmares tend to involve human animals instead!
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sorry I have posted twice thought first hadn’t registered at internet slowed down
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not to worry; I do it all the time!
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