Had a very vivid dream last night. It started out in the house of my grandfather who passed away a couple years ago. In this one particular room of his house were gathered together maybe 20 or more men. They were all priests of one sort or another (my grandfather was a Catholic deacon), and more importantly, they were all supposed to be ancestors of mine. I guess the idea was to illustrate some kind of priestly lineage. Oh, and Pope John Paul II was there too, but he wasn’t supposed to be related - he was just sort of overseeing (and making a reappearance from a similar dream a few weeks back). Anyway, in this room we sat for quite some time debating some topic I no longer remember.
Shortly thereafter the dream shifted gears altogether, and I was undergoing some sort of test or initiation. I don’t remember the exact details of it, but I think it was nicknamed the “Pollen Test” and from what I remember, I pretty much aced it. A few other people had undergone it with me, and they’d done well, but nowhere near my performance. A couple of them were rewarded with small pieces of plants, for whatever reason. When it came to my turn, the officiator said something about my having “perfect memory” and that he had something special in mind for me. He pulled out this dried branch with leaves and flowers on it and handed it to me. He said he wanted my help in a personal project. This plant was a sacred religious plant and I was to study it’s branch in such detail that I learned everything about it. From it’s natural environment, growing conditions and the animals and birds whose life cycles interacted with it, to how to save the plant species from possible extinction.
The plant was called “perdita”.
Then there was a celebration in a house afterwards. I knew then and there that I should accept this man’s offer and take up the study of this plant, and that this was the calling I’d been waiting for, and that I should take it over some other plans I’ve put together in my waking life. I walked through the house and people congratulated me. One person called me an “astronaut” which I was confused by and another Latino woman said something, “Ah, is this the meteor shower I’ve been hearing about?” Meaning me.
Not sure how it ended but I looked up the word “perdita” in relation to plants and found some references to an extinct Hawaiian flower with that in it’s Latin taxonomical name. There weren’t really any pictures though so I couldn’t verify whether it was the same. Oh, I almost forgot, there was a song that they taught me at the end of the test/initiation. It wasn’t so much a song as it was a short sequence of notes that I was supposed to chant over and over again. I hummed in a while after I woke up, but then fell back to sleep and forgot it.
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The first thing I thought was the female dalmation in 101 Dalmations. I’m pretty sure her nickname was Perdie/Perdy. And I think Perdita is a rose.
I had a dream about Björk skeletonizing herself in order to become a home for birds. She claimed that she wanted to “give back” to them.
…I’m giving myself a day to analyze it before I decide that I was just dreaming about the fact that Björk is indeed weird.
Oh yeah, I saw that perdita rose connection as well.
I think Perdita is also a character from Shakespeare.
Last night I dreamt that I was a prisoner in some weird airport hotel. I woke up in this room and realized I had to escape somehow. I found two semi-automatic weapons in a closet, “locked-and-loaded,” and then took the emergency staircase down where i ended up in this airport terminal. Cops where everywhere, so I ditched the gun. I went to use the bathroom where these dudes were attempting to sodomize everyone, but I locked my stall door so they didn’t touch me. Eventually I found a subway entrance and got the F–k out of that dreamscape.
i had a crazy dream last night that i was some kind of emcee at an event being hosted by the ancient semitic deity dagon. i had to introduce him, but forgot my script, so this weird half-man half-fish handed me a copy of a comic book that i could use instead! it’s funny now, but i was really terrified of screwing up in the dream.
Holy shit! That’s freaking nuts. Doesn’t PKD talk about Dagon and the Nommos in the Exegesis or somewhere?
This doesn’t seem applicable, but perdita means “lost” in Esperanto.
Really, this is a classic shamanic dream
being called - being tested - receiving allies - knowledge of plants - ancestral spirits
sounds like yer on the right track
Yeah when I woke up, I knew what it was exactly. All that plus they taught me that song for healing or magic or something. Which reminded me of that interview I heard with the Sangoma dude. He talked about how he got songs taught to him in dreams for various purposes.
I also remembered another element of this dream. In it, I had a ring on my pinky made out of light or energy which indicated my belonging into this “priestly” order or whatever it was. And in my dream logic, I knew that a ring I bought in real life was supposed to be me trying to manifest this light ring in real life.
There’s a description of it on one page, but no pictures. It says it’s “a perennial herb with erect stems 3-10 dm. long. Yellow flower heads are solitary or in clusters of 3.”
Apparantly there’s a kind of rose called a Perdita.
http://www.ces.ncsu.edu/depts/hort/consumer/factsheets/roses/perdita.htm
Also a whole bunch of bugs have it in their names.
Perdita means loss in Italian. Etymology from Latin perdere “to do away with, destroy, lose, throw away” giving us the word perdition.