copyright 1989 from YOUR SECRET SELF by Tracy Marks
published by CRCS Publications, Sebastopol, California
THE WATER GIVER DREAM
The land in which I live is dry, and turning into desert. Because I cannot find
water to fill my cup, I decide to make the long journey to the lake (written
"lack") at the center of my community in order to procure water from
the Water Giver there. As I journey, I intercept a messenger who is bringing me
a message. For the next year, I am told, I am to be the Giver of Water; I must
now report to the central Lake. My first response is anxiety and hesitation - I
do not have the water to give. I tell the messenger that I would prefer to
return to my barren land, at the far edge of our world, than be the Giver of
Water. The messenger points out that I have traveled too far from my home to
turn back now, and that my home is too far out on the edge of our world for the
lake to reach it - far from center, as our solar system is far from the center
of our galaxy.
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THE DREAM ITSELF - Do one or more of the following exercises:
1) Describe yourself as a character or symbol: "I am..."
2) Dialogue with one of the characters or symbols.
3) Retell your dream from another point of view.
4) Rewrite dream in left column with associations/condensations.
EXERCISE: BEING A SYMBOL - THE LAKE
I am the lake where the Giver of Water gives water to those seek- ing
replenishment. I am at the center of community, yet I am serene, contained,
enclosed by the mothering earth. At my bottom, I am the sand of the earth, solid
and enduring. My soft blue waters, rippling with gentle waves, reach down into
my placid depths. I am flowing, fluid; my waters renew themselves by
evaporating, and then returning again as rain. Small fish play and thrive within
me; I nourish the life which feeds from me. I nourish those who swim in my
waters and drink of my waters, as I myself am nourished. Although I am the water
that sustains life, I too am sustained by larger waters, by a larger source, of
which I am a part and from which I give and receive.
MESSENGER: Greetings, traveler. I am a messenger from the sacred Lake,
delivering to you a message concerning your sacred task. What leads you to be
travelling toward Center? DREAMER:: I am so pleased to encounter you on my way
to the Lake!
As you can see, my cup is empty. The waters of the Lake are not reaching into
my land. I must fill my cup before I return to my people. I seek the Giver of
Water, so that I may be nourished and replenished by the waters She gives me.
MESSENGER: You seek in the right place, for as I find you whom I seek, you
find She whom you seek. I come to bestow an honor upon you, a sacred task. You
are the new Giver of Water.
DREAMER: I, the Giver of Water? But my own cup is empty. I am thirsty; I wish
to be nourished and fed. What have I to give others? I will not journey to the
sacred Lake, if in doing so I am required to give from an empty cup, rather than
fill my own. I seek the Giver of Water; I am not the Giver of Water. I would
rather return home to my desolate land, parched with thirst, then take on such
an impossible task.
MESSENGER: You must not return now, so long into your journey. Your land is
desolate; the waters of the Lake have not reached you because you have built
your home too far from community. You live too far from the common spring, the
sacred Lake, where all are replenished. As our solar system has expanded ever
outward, moving far from the center of our galaxy, so you too have been
ever--expanding, losing touch with the central pulse of the Lake as you journey
further and further from its source.
DREAMER: And so I seek to return to the Lake, but in order to receive, not to
give from waters I do not have.
MESSENGER: You have been away so long you do not remember. As Giver of Water,
you yourself will be immersed in water. Giving and receiving are not separate
acts when one is immersed in the sacred source. As Giver of Water, you live and
breathe the water that you give. What greater gift of receiving can there be,
what greater promise of cups ever-filled than to embrace your task as Giver of
Water? Do not fear it. It is not you whom must give from your own empty cup, but
the Lake which will give to you and through you. Will you choose to honor She
who honors you?
EXPANDING THE DREAM- DO ONE OF THE FOLLOWING EXERCISES:
1. What happened before & after? Expand and continue the dream.
2. Rewrite the dream creating a more viable resolution. (What might this have
required of the dream characters?)
3. Enact the dream with one or more people. Create a psychodrama.
4. Give creative expression to the dream - a collage, drawing, painting, poem,
story, dance etc.
EXERCISE: A PROSE-POEM by Tracy Marks
(A journey into the Lack, before return to the Lake, written several months
after the dream)
DESERT, WHERE IS YOUR WATER?
Desert, where is your water? In what cactus flower may I sip your wine? Yet you,
my barren home, have fed me with your heated heart and howling sands strewn by
windstorms. How am I to abandon you - your wild wastes, your desolate dunes
which leave me parched and yearning? How desperately I hoard each sunburnt drop
of water you sparingly serve me; how painfully I uncover and relive my past in
each excavation, digging into your subterranean depths, questing for your secret
You, my savage land, far from the Lake, far from the Water Mother - what
Earth Mother are you, so infertile, so bleak in face, so thin and hard your
wasted body? Has no one held you, soothed you, plucked you with warm watery
limbs from those scorching tendrils of fire which brand your soul? Have you only
promising mirages which tempt and tease? How can you, who have not fed, feed
those who beseech you, those who seek moisture from your
They turn to you repeatedly, the pilgrims, like me, seeking lands far from
home - pilgrims who love only that which eludes them, that which burns them,
that which punishes their hunger with thirst, their thirst with sunblistered
visions of tomorrow's wombs, or past oases which never sustained them. They turn
to you rather than risk drowning in the waters, rather than risk the quenching
of the fire, rather than risk the soft soothing embracing unfamiliar arms of
your Sister, the Lake.
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My book, Your Secret Self: A Guide to Using Astrology and Your Dreams for
Personal Growth, blends a study of the 12th house (the unconscious and inner
self) in astrology with guidance for dream interpretation, and a personal case
study integrating astrology and dreamwork. The book was published by CRCS
Publications (Box 1460, Sebastopol, CA. 95473) in 1989, is 252 pages, and
retails for $13.95. It has been translated into six languages.
Tracy Marks Lalasa@aol.com