Dreams, Fear, and the Thread That Broke
Ever since I started drinking blue and red lotus tea occasionally, my dreams have become unusually vivid. Even on the days when I don’t drink it, I still often remember two or even three different dreams in the morning. With so many dreams coming through, I’ve been meaning to start a dream journal — because honestly, some of them are quite interesting… and others are just plain silly.
Although I didn’t have any lotus tea yesterday, I did drink Guayusa in the morning. It’s a plant traditionally used for both morning energy and dream recall. Maybe that’s why, when we all sat down to talk, my whole family remembered snippets of their dreams. And mine? Well, it turned out to be a bit of an adventure — one that also carried a powerful message.
The Dream: A School of Shamans
In my dream, I was studying in a school for shamans or sorcerers. At one point, I walked into another room, and one of my friends was going through something intense — it felt like he was lost in another dimension. I started singing to him, and my voice sounded like it was layered — like five voices singing at once. I remember thinking, “How is this possible? I feel like I’m half astral right now.”
He began to calm down.
But then, something shifted. He suddenly looked at me with wild, confused eyes, and in that split-second, I slipped from trust into fear. It was only a flicker, but it was enough. He lunged forward and started to strangle me.
I let out a scream.
Within seconds, the teachers and other students rushed in from the next room. As soon as I saw them, the fear left my body — and in that moment of release, his gaze changed. He backed away and, still confused, asked, “What happened?”
“I’m not afraid anymore,” I said.
And then one of the teachers looked at me and said, simply and clearly:
“She broke it.”
The Lesson in the Dream
It was so clear to me — this dream carried a teaching about how fear creates disharmony, and how love, trust, and even the support of those around us can help dissolve it.
That friend was still in a process, though. The teachers moved him into a special room — one where time moved faster, and everything was safe and held. He calmed down a little. At one point he asked, “What’s wrong with me?”
And I said to the teachers, “Please explain it to him. I’ve been in that darkness before… it helps so much to know what it is and that there is a way out — even if it takes time.”
Ear to the Door and Giggling Cousins
At some point in the dream, my cousin appeared beside me and started giggling. The funny thing was that the guy that was suffering was trying to listen what the teachers were explaining and he didn’t even need to enter the room fully to hear what the teacher was saying. He just leaned his ear into the doorway… but my cousins attempt to giggle quietly turned out to be very loud and awkward.
The teacher closest to us didn’t look too pleased about the interruption.
And that was the last thing I remember — I woke up with the sound of giggling still ringing in my ears.
8/8/2022