The World Dream Bank: Cyclotron of Flowers

Cyclotron of Flowers

Dreamed 2015/9/13 by Wayan

Moonless night. Meadow. Only light
Are flowerglows.
Horse and rider gallop a wild ring;
Hoof-blows

Trail a luminous spiral wake.
They spread
Orange indigo lemon plum cyan--all but
Blood-red.

Rider and mount--not master and beast
but mates
At an astral task: they generate
a spiral gate.

Ions in a cyclotron of flowers. Power
for what?
Energy crackles, builds in the swirl-
pool of light.

Into otherworld they'll charge, charged
with lightning life.

NOTES IN THE MORNING

Mount & rider circle, protective glow: as a kid I read Andre Norton's Three Against the Witchworld, a tale of siblings lost in a magical land who met green folk riding sentient deer--who could create such protective circles of blue-green light.
Many-colored flowers: today I read Samantha Shannon's The Mime Order, set in an alternate, fascist Britain. Rebels use Victorian flower symbolism as a code.
So I think this dream paints a portrait of dreamwork itself--the sleep cycle grows dreamflowers full of coded messages.
All hues but red: in the Witchworld books, bad guys used blood-magic glowing red. And in Mime Order, "astral red poppy" is a magical poison. So this hole in the spectrum is the dream reassuring me that dreamwork is nontoxic magic.
Why reassure me dream-magic's not evil? Most modern fantasies, like Shannon's, treat magic as creepy and bloody. But my family's streak of real second sight isn't--I get tired and hungry, at times, but even after a hard day seeing inside you all, I crave... salad.
ACTION 1: Don't buy America's view of us psychics and dream-shamans as superstitious creeps or frauds. Just stereotypes!
ACTION 2: Patience! Circling doesn't mean you're stuck. Spiraling to build up power for a breakthrough takes time. Jung warned: dreams aim long.