I just remembered a flash of a weird dream that I had. The memory was triggered when I saw the word “Jesuits” in my site’s referral logs. Anyway, I don’t remember much of the context, but in it there was some strange group of men taking part in some activity. They might have been swimming. That seems to be about half-right. In any event, after they finished their activity, they came back on shore or inside or something, and they all went and put back on these long brown robes. Like the type a medieval monk would wear with a hood and a rope belt - although I don’t specifically remember the rope belts here. But that doesn’t matter. As they donned the robes, I wondered what they were doing, and somebody nearby explained to me that they “Jesuits” although I think this was really metaphorical rather than literal. I don’t remember how it happened, but before I knew it, I had on one of these robes myself. As I pulled the hood over my face, I felt a change overtake me. Somebody explained or I explained to myself that when we put these garments on, we ceased to be men, and became death. We personified the fears of all people in all cultures. And our role had something to do with receiving the Sacrament of Confession from people. And in order for the Sacrament to be effective, they had to truly fear us and be able to face their fears.
Oddly, this isn’t the first time I’ve had a dream about becoming death.
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Is this at all related to the Simpsons episode that reran the other day where Homer becomes Death by putting on his robe? I find my dreams often steal narrative elements from the Simpsons.
Hm, well I hadn’t seen that one recently, although I’ve actually been various members of the Simpsons in past dreams. Anyway, I meant to clarify, it’s not that I became the Grim Reaper or anything in this dream. It had more to do with the mythological stature of this “priestly order” that I was joining. Like in order to be one of them, you had to transcend death and humanity. I think that’s a more apt description
tim, that reminds me a lot of that shamanism article i referenced the other day -
http://www.kundalini-teacher.com/awakening/shamn.html
even though you’re not talking about becoming the grim reaper specifically, this part still seems like it might be pretty applicable:
“One aspect of Shamanic training is meeting, integrating the archetype of death itself. It often first shows up as the “Portal Guardian of the dream time” a great, vaguely human shaped black shadow being, that reflects your fear back multiplied with destructive force. It may also show up as the typical “death” image, a cloaked being with a cowl, no face. You may face it over and over, being utterly destroyed in dreams and visions over and over, till you learn to approach it with unconditional love… at which point you enter the next phase, you become that being, your consciousness a passenger within it, as it goes about reflecting fear and destroying.”
Oh snap! I knew I came across something similar recently, but my memory failed me. Thanks! Plus last night my girlfriend was saying something (half-jokingly) about how I should become a priest.
I could totally see you being a priest ! and instead of telling people how they could find god, you would just throw all these crazy questions at them all the time.
robe…..robot.