Lots of love always.

Dark clouds might be thunderbeings. They might be good or bad. In some native tales there are mentioned bad thunderbeings who even kidnapped people high up to the mountines.

The tree might be family tree, tree of life, my own or of Finnish people ( I am a Finn ). Dark clouds that are stuck in the tree might be clouds of war from the past that still affect hugely the society. Clouds of guilt, depression, negative feelings, alcoholism, suicides.

Dark woman might be a Finnish woman that Sri Mataji has talked so much about. Material western woman. Blake spoke about Vala – shadowy woman that feeds Orc – revolution and war in this world. Sri Mataji has asked: what is wrong with Finnish women, why are they so hard?

Lakota way of writing a name is to draw a line from a person to an image that describes the name. In Black Elk Speaks (realised soul) his name is written by drawing a line from his mouth to an image of black elk.

Ants are said to be good of givings names. Dream might refer to receiving a new name. Thus the old face melts away.

Best wishes, Taneli

The branches of a tree represent the “tree of life” within us all… waiting to be lit up like a Christmas tree.

The dark woman is the gatekeeper of the tree, she is the EGO that blocks the light.

The “ant” is the Mooladhara, awaiting awakening.

Your touch is the sign of your courage to be free from the mask you wear.

Once the ant has been touched your face melts… Kundalini rising… that is you loosing your mask… and now you are free to truly understand your brother as he with you… which is your desire… to connect.

That is what I feel about your dream…

If you watch that film clip about Tukaram, (there are English subtitles only in parts of it) there is an event that takes place under a tree where Tuka is meditating. Tukaram was a bhakti of Vithala, Panduranga – Sri Krishna. So was Mirabai.

Taneli

Thanks for sharing

i found a video of Tukaram part 1 :

http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8945806205296571771#

Tukaram was a devoutee of Sri Vithala ( standing on a brick ), Panduranga – dark faced form of Sri Krishna.

Here is also a link containing voices & writings of women before 1700:

http://home.infionline.net/~ddisse/index.html

Mirabai also worshipped the Dark One – Sri Krishna

[The "dark one" is Krishna:]

Thick overhead
clouds of the monsoon,
a delight to this feverish heart.
Season of rain,
season of uncontrolled whispers—the Dark One’s returning!
O swollen heart,
O sky brimming with moisture—
tongued lightning first
and then thunder,
convulsive spatters of rain
and then wind, chasing the summertime heat.

Mira says: Dark One,
I’ve waited—
it’s time to take my songs
into the street.

-Mirabai

“I do not care about social norms.”
——————————————–

I will fasten the bells of his love to my feet
And dance in front of Girdhar.
Dancing and dancing I will please his eyes;
My love is an ancient one.
My love is the only truth.

I do not care about social norms
Nor do I keep my family’s honour.
I cannot forget, even for a moment,
The beauty of my lover.
I am dyed in Hari’s colour.

- Mirabai

Taneli

I am following the kites of black clouds. I see them flying. There is a string coming down from them. The kites of black clouds get stuck into a brances of a tree. I go closer to the tree and notice dark woman sitting at the base of the tree. I go closer and suddenly that dark woman has ant in her hands. I touch the ant and suddenly my face starts to melt – like a mask of persona melting away. I go into a house to wash my face. On the way i pass by my brother.

This dream has a lot of symbolism in many Earth cultures.

Taneli