| The Purple World Friday the 13th, February 13, 2004 - 21 Shevat 5764 Pressure in my head kept me awake all night last night. I didn't get to sleep until after 7:00 or 8:00 this morning. When I finally did fall asleep, I dreamt. It was night-time in the dream. I took the family dog to my paternal grandparents' house, where my ex-inlaws were having a party for their family dog. We hadn't gotten along well in the past, but we put aside our differences and got along with one another for "the sake of the dogs". Each family loved its family dog. During the party, I thought that it would be nice if all the countries of the world could get along as we did despite our clear differences for "the sake of the dogs". The party wasn't over, but it was getting a little rowdy for me, so I took my leave of it, and took my family dog home. As I walked across the driveway which ran between and separated my paternal grandparents' house from my parents' house, a helicopter approached from the distance and landed on the lawn of my paternal grandparents' house. I went inside my parents' house. My brother and his girlfriend had just gotten home. They were in the bathroom where he was washing her face. I went into the living room and turned on the TV. On the screen was a map of the world. A few countries were purplish. The purplish countries were countires that supported Israel. There were only a few of them. I felt some pressure in my head and I tried to focus on what was going on. Everything was connected and it seemed that there was a nexus point saying something in my head, but the something just flit through and then it was gone. Then there was a breaking news situation on the TV. Something big had just happened, but I didn't know what it was. But I could see the result - one by one the countries on the map on the TV started turning purplish until all but a very very small number of countries, less than a handful, were purplish. Now, nearly all the countries of the world had reversed their initial antagonistic positions and were purplish, supporting Israel. I woke up feeling to be on the threshold of a gloriously new history for humankind. The pressure of the nexus in my head wasn't painful really, but I couldn't ignore it either. My attention kept fixing on it all night. It wouldn't let me sleep. This is not the first time it has happened. It's happened frequently over the years. It happens when I want to go to sleep at night, prevents me from doing this, and then disappears in the morning with the dawn. Every time. Then I can go to sleep for a few hours unless I have to get up for work. What does it mean, I've asked myself. It reminds me of the movie The Mothman Prophecies. The man in the movie had the name Cohen or some other similar priestly name. The policewoman (the man's girlfriend) in the movie had a drowning dream from which she awoke to the words "wake up, number 37." This woman survives her near-death experience from drowning in water following collapse of a bridge (bridging worlds being the function of Yitro and Moshe during this week's Torah portion, Yitro). The first woman (the man's wife) in the beginning of the movie had a brain tumor, which killed her. My experience is a positive synthesis of both of these women - the pressure (versus tumor) in my head keeps me awake (versus waking me up after losing consciousness due to the collapse of a bridge), living through the dark night (chalal hapanui, lamp of darkness) of the soul, and arriving to awareness of meaning and purpose after the coming of dawn. The tzitz refers to an influx of consciousness from the Yesod of the partzuf Imma (of Binah) into the partzuf Zer Anpin (Tiferet), which is represented by the choshen mishpat. This light of awareness shines outward to produce an emotive-intellectual response. Consequently, the pressure in my head is a physical marker of the influx from Imma (Binah). The TV screen in the dream represented the Yesod of the whole physical world (Malchut), which also received of the light of awareness from Imma that flit through my head. The pressure was resistance generated by turbulance in the flow of consciousness flowing from initially one large pipe and channeling into many smaller pipes, including my own "personal pipe" and those of the entire world. Turning the world purple. Into a treasured world of many nations. |
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| mevaseres Tzion, mevaseres Yerushalayim Yeshayahu 40:9 |
| a lonely harbinger beyond the night, behind the eye, timelessly in time a network of souls join together mind to mind, heart to heart, world to world a holographic symphony of dark and light as one presses gently through |
| (C) Liorah Chanah Elishaba Tsabrah |