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Anna & The Starving Kittens

Anne, a fellow therapist and a good friend, dreamed of starving kittens repeatedly over a period of years. The dreams were frightening and depressing and always proceeded along the same lines: she would be quite happy in some landscape or other, and then would come across a litter of near starved kittens of about 3-4 weeks old. They were skin and bones and obviously unloved and abandoned. After each dream she'd wake up scared and full of dread.

Dreambooks hardly mention kittens specifically and a cat is held to be some symbol of the female. That, as usual, didn't help a bit. She thought about it, wrote herself letters, discussed it with anyone who would listen, and still got no further in understanding the meaning of these dreams or what to do in order to stop having to have them.

As time went by, these dreams became more frequent and the kittens were in a ever more desperate condition. Now, when she discovered the nest, there were some dead already, and some even maggot riddled. She was getting desperate and very worried.

Finally she took up my suggestion to create a basic sanctuary structure complete with guides and help built in. She designed a dream space - in her case something not unlike the holodeck on the Enterprise D - in which the main points of the dream could be re-created.

Standing outside the holodeck, she gave the instruction, "Re-create kitten dreams" and the door opened and she stepped inside.

We were both shocked at what she found. Cages upon cages upon cages stacked up the walls of a large, large warehouse type affair, with a dead or dying kittens in each. There were so many of them! Thousands upon thousands in that huge space - whatever was going on here, it was major. Now, what to do? Anne expressed a real sense of urgency - some were still alive and they needed immediate attention. So, as I often do when faced with overwhelm in such situations, I suggested we call in whatever re-inforcements would make themselves available.

A big crowd of people arrived right away - healers of all kinds, allopathic and holistic, real ones, imaginary ones and dead ones, a veritable army of astral healers. They began organising something like a conveyor belt process by which cage after cage was opened, the kitten extracted, put to one side if already dead and treated immediately if still alive. There was a feeling of working around the clock, although in real terms little time had passed, of course, and finally, the situation was under control. The exhausted team of healers heaved a sigh of relief and just stood about, chatting amongst themselves when, at the back of the hall, a glowing circle of bright light appeared. Out of the light came adult cats of all shapes and sizes, and each one gently picked up one of the injured kittens and then returned into the light. Then, that light source closed and another, less bright and more like ultraviolet light appeared. From it came ghost cats who went to the dead kittens lying in a row. On approach of the ghost cat, a small kitten shape detached itself from the body, and was lovingly carried away to the other light whilst the body simply dissolved away.

Anne was crying and shaking after it was all over; I was marvelling again at this piece of interesting conscious/unconscious communication - her unconscious had repeatedly presented a major concern; we'd consciously entered into the process by deciding to bring in the healers, and Anne's unconscious had responded by finishing the story and bringing it to an amazing and very wonderful conclusion.

I asked her to go home and to make a note in her diary of this day and to put in a corresponding date six month from there, to check back and to see what kind of changes had happened in her life, as I was as puzzled and intrigued by the whole affair as she was.

Firstly, she has never dreamed about kittens since - it's been three years now. We can presume that whatever the issue was, it really had been thoroughly resolved. The most noticeable differences she found was firstly an intense increase in creativity of all kind - she hasn't stopped painting since and her paintings "before" and "after" are very different; the "after" kind being much more vibrant, powerful and saleable. She's completely redecorated her entire house and her income has doubled from very unlikely sources, such as all of a sudden finding an American publisher for a series of self help books she wrote ten years ago. Is that because of the kittens? You know what I'm going to say by now - I've no idea! She's a happier person, that much I know, and when she goes to bed at night, she smiles in anticipation of what she's going to dream about.

This is an example of a Project Sanctuary "story".
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