Great Mother
I stand in my kitchen with my youngest son; we are surprised and intrigued by the sound we hear outside. It sounds as if snow is shifting on the roof of our house and about to fall on the ground. The sky darkens and now we can see why: spiders are falling down in their millions from rooftops and trees! They are all the same size, all the same colour and all equally fat, juicy and healthy.
We are not afraid. We delight in this wondrous abundance of nature. I try to close the kitchen door, but the soft bodies of the spiders, lying between the door and the threshold are preventing me from closing it. I wake up just when I decide to give the door a hard push.
The day before, I had a fabulous healing at the Goddess Hall in Glastonbury. I felt nurtured and taken care of and when the two healers asked me to name a deity I would like to have mentioned in their opening prayer besides the Lady of Avalon, my answer came quick; I like Great Mother.
That same night I had the dream about the spiders described at the beginning of this article. In between the scenes of endless amounts of spiders everywhere, I cooked meals and set tables, and I was nurturing family and friends. My spirit guide walked towards me on a road in The Netherlands I know very well and asked me how I was doing, and I met many colleagues of a solicitors office where I once worked. And a next dream-scene would be again about tumbling spiders.
A few days ago I removed a big, big spider from my bedroom, while talking to her I caught her in a glass and placed her in the garden. The following day I saw a nest of spider eggs hatching simultaneously and I watched the little cute yellow/green baby spiders go wild on a sun-warmed door post. Spiders had entered my day-to-day life and now I experienced them too in my night life.
Upon waking up I grabbed Jamie Sams’s and David Carsons’s Medicine Cards – I’d just refound that book, after having mislaid it for about a month – and there I read that Spider coming up in a reading, and I like to see my dreams like that, a personal reading from my unconscious self, means that Creation finds delight in you and your plans.
Brenda Mallon’s Dream Bible talks about how Spider is the archetype of the Great Mother, the weaver of destiny. Spiders often appear in dreams when the threads of lives need to be renewed or relocated. Of course these books also mention the reverse meaning or a ‘negative’ meaning of the archetype of the spider, but since I felt not afraid in my dream, there was no negativity for me in that symbolism.
I watched the news at 7.30am and I told husband Sig about my outrageous dream, while keeping an eye on the screen. We both burst out laughing when we became aware of the next news item. An image of Maman, Mother, Spider Mother was shown because the creator of this fabulous sculpture, Louise Bourgeois, had just died at the age of 98. Of course it is awful when such a gifted artist passes over, but the synchronicity of the moment was unique.
This dream had a very special meaning for me in that I feel nurtured and taken care of by Great Mother, Maman. What ever happens in my life, what ever hoops I have to go through or put myself through willingly, I will be supported by the image of gazillions of spiders representing the hologram of the feminine divine.
Love,
Karin Schluter Lonegren.
karin@sunnybankglastonbury.co.uk
www.sunnybankglastonbury.co.uk/psychic
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Tags: Brenda Mallon, David Carson, Great Mother, Jamie Sams, Louise Bourgeois, Maman, medicine cards, Mother, psychic, reading sessions, spider, SunnyBank
June 6th, 2010 at 8:30 am
Thanks Karin
for that wonderful spidery tale of an encounter with the weaver of the web of life. Sounds like you were inundated with millions of spiders dropping like stars from the skies -
makes me think you were blessed by the dream spiders in some way…have you been through a challenging patch and been rewarded?
much love to you both
chris street
June 6th, 2010 at 9:06 am
I see this dream like that: an abundant nudge from the universe showing me that hings go well, very well indeed now!
Love,
Karin
June 8th, 2010 at 9:53 am
Hallo Karin,
Via LinkedIn kom ik op je site en las ik over droom en ovr je ervaringen in aardse zin met
de spinnevrouw. Mooi !
De symbolische betekenis van de spiderwoman is ook weergegeven in een prachtig lied dat wij regelmatig zingen bij de programma’s die wij aanbieden.
Hier komt de tekst:
Spiderwoman
There is an old woman
living inside
watch her spin
see her fingers fly
she’s been within from beginnning to end
ourgrandmother ,
sister and friend
She changes everything
she touches
and everything she
touches changes
She changes everything
she touches
and everything she
touches changes
She is the needle
and we are the thread
She is the weaver
and we are the web
She is the needle
and we are the thread
She is the weaver
and we are the web
She changes everything
she touches
and everything she
touches changes
She changes everything
she touches
and everything she
touches changes
changes…
touches…
changes …
touches …
hartelijke groet,
Josien
June 8th, 2010 at 10:26 pm
Hai Josien,
Ik heb met veel plezier je website gelezen net. Wat een prachtige ruimte heb je daar en wat een mooie dingen doe(n) jij/jullie!
Dank je voor het lied. Ik ken eigenlijk alleen het refrein “She changes everything she touches” en een andere versie van “She is the needle and we are the thread” en ben blij nu alle woorden te zien en te zingen.
Als klein meisje was ik doodsbang voor spinnen en door mijn vader ben van die angst afgekomen, gelukkig. Hij leerde mij/ons (drie oudere zussen) van de natuur te houden en te genieten van alles wat kruipt, sluipt, glijdt en weeft!
Hartelijke groet uit Glastonbury,
Karin
June 8th, 2010 at 11:19 pm
Hallo Karin,
Dankjewel. Fijn om te horen, dat je onze plek zo mooi vindt. Dat is voor mijzelf ook nog steeds zo. Ik ben er geboren en getogen als boerendochter en voel me nog steeds zeer verbonden met dit stukje aarde….ik ben er naar teruggekeerd om mijn moeder een stuk zorg te verlenen na het overlijden van mijn vader.
De laatste jaren wordt me stukje bij beetje duidelijk wat ik hier nog meer te doen heb:
mensen verbinden met Moeder Aarde en daardoor met de kern in zichzelf….Ik heb de liefde voor de aarde en haar bewoners ook van mijn vader en moeder meegekregen…..
Ik herinner me dat ik als jong meisje met veel moeite een jonge kievit had gevangen die hier in de beek langs de boerderij liep…ik had hem/haar “gered”, het was vast zijn moeder kwijt. Ik stopte de jonge vogel in een oude kooi en sleepte de hele dag regenwormen aan. Mijn vader zag het maar leerde
me dat ik het dier weer los moest laten, dat het onder mijn hoede zeker niet zou overleven, maar beter af was in vrijheid… Het kooitje openzetten en de jonge kievit de vrijheid teruggeven….heel moeilijk, ik wou het zo weer opnieuw vangen, maar wist nu dat dat toch geen
goede optie was.
Een belangrijke les in loslaten,
of vrijgeven…
Mijn vader leeft al 20 jaar niet meer, maar achter de schermen inspireert hij nog steeds. Soms zijn er mensen, die hem kunnen waarnemen en een boodschap van hem doorgeven.
Heel ontroerend. Ik voel me rijk.
hartelijke groet uit Miste bij Winterswijk