Dream consultation by email and a tale of two feathers

I get the message. Or should I say, I got the message, through a series of emails I received from various people, and through the tale of two feathers, which I am about to share.

What was the message? Well, you probably noticed part of it, emblazoned in the title of this short blog, but I’m eager to tell you the far more exciting and mysterious story of the two feathers first.

Four months ago, as I began the process of merging my websites into a more streamlined and contemporary site (the one you are reading now), I engaged a branding stylist and a web designer to use their exquisite arts to communicate mine. My art is the work I do, their arts include the design of symbols, images, graphics, and web architectural technology to communicate my work in visuals. I received the gift of seeing my art interpreted and portrayed through their eyes, which, in turn, helped me to recognise the subtleties of my offerings.

At the same time, I was doing some yoga breathing work with a pranayama yoga specialist to liberate a persistent cough that was eager to be heard. He did his magic, and my art was free to breathe more fully into my work.

The next day, I walked the few hundred metres to the yoga studio, swung my yoga mat from my back, and unrolled it onto the floor. Out popped a beautiful, iridescent, green feather. It was a lorikeet feather, and it must have fallen from the sky into my tightly rolled mat during that very short walk. Quite a feat, quite a shiver up the spine.

Two days later, I took a teeshirt off the hook on the back of our bedroom door, and as I slipped it on I saw something silvery glinting on one of the shoulders. It was a mysterious silver earring, a silver feather hanging on a silver dreamcatcher. Whose earring was this? And how did it end up hooked into my teeshirt, a teeshirt that I had worn briefly a couple of times before hanging it on the hook a few days before?

It turned out to belong to my daughter in law, Nataly, who was staying with us at the time.

“Where did you find that?” she asked. “I haven’t seen it for four months!”

There were actually more than two feathers to this tale, as the magic and mystery continued to emphasise the alchemy.

I interpreted these occurrences and the theme in meaningful ways, always also noticing the connection between a feather and writing (quill), and being a dream analyst (dreamcatcher).

So last month I had a number of emails from various people asking me to bring back the email dream interpretation service. Dream consultation by email was the first long distance service I offered in the days before phone and Skype consultations. It seems there’s a growing demand for the written word again. Some of the reasons cited include: preference for the written word over the spoken, time to re-read and absorb the written word, English not being a person’s first language, hearing and speaking challenges, time zone/working hours challenges in booking sessions, shyness, and being able to build a physical record of the dream interpretations over time.

I’ve got the message. I had overlooked the value of the email service, of crafting insight into dreams in healing words. I have refined the service. It is different from its previous incarnation. It is different from a phone consultation. Actually there are two services, perhaps echoing the two feathers, and they are available on request (fees apply).

I’m dipping my quill in my ink, for these services, and also to write my next book.

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