Soup Making, Fall Dreaming

Soup Making, Fall Dreaming

The temperature is dropping as we move into November and although we have been very fortunate so far I feel the seasonal “settling” happening. We start looking for our mittens, making soup and drinking tea. Our minds and our bodies prepare for cooler weather, slowing down and settling in. I call this season the time of dreaming.

We, the Seasonal People of Canada run hard during the summer season, living a year’s worth of sunny activities in a few short months and then we harvest, we pickle, we make soup and we slowww. While we slow I use this time to dream. It is the precursor to manifesting the life I want to live. Before I can manifest things for my life I need to know what they look like and that is the dream.

And so when fall comes in I allow myself the time and space for this quiet work especially before the busyness of December and all that that brings. Looking from the outside it probably looks as if I am doing nothing but the truth is I am very busy, very comfortably busy. This “shoulder season” as they call it, is a great time to go inward and so I put on my favourite warm socks my sister made me. I get my nice heavy blanket, make my tea and I sit.

And begin.

I pick a topic most times; maybe a project I want to work on, maybe parts of my life I want to change, embellish, maybe a vacation I am thinking of. One topic at a time, otherwise I tend to not embellish it enough because I jump to the next topic.

I allow myself to be fully present, closing my eyes and relaxing my body from feet to forehead, one body part at a time, settling into my chair. I close my eyes and I take big breaths in and really long exhales out until I am feeling a shift, my mind centering within myself.

I then bring up a picture of my topic in my head. I keep it in the forefront of my brain and then in my mind’s eye I look around it. I allow colours to change, the scene to change, sometimes my subconscious makes these changes and sometimes I am more directive and create the changes I want to see and sometimes my subconscious changes them back (which I really find fascinating! ). I let the colours and shifts and patterns happen, the topics sometimes shift a bit too, morphing together as I relax more. My subconscious gets busy and sometimes I find myself in space or seeing people around me and having interactions with me. I let myself dream until I am dreamed out or feel like a sip of tea.

I repeat to myself. This is my time. This is my important dreaming time so that I can colour in my wonderful life and manifest it. I need this time. And then, I pick another topic and the dream begins again.

by Robin Dewhurst