I’ve been really enjoying my new nest. I am not seeing as many hawks and bald eagles in Portland. Still, my new place is nest high, I look out on the trees and get to see lots of birdies passing by. In particular hummingbirds, crows, pigeons, little brown birds, extra small birds (not sure who they are yet), and, fairly regularly, a blue heron passes above.
I am standing in a garage. There is a lush park across street. There is someone with me–more of a presence than an identity. I am holding a monkey wrench, there are grease stains on the cement floor. I am working on some repairs.
Across the street, out on a tree limb, I see a slightly scruffy gray bird with a spot of yellow. I think “Killdeer”, but it acts like cat, stretching out languidly on its back, holding its head up with its arms. I see a bird flying towards the park. It looks like a blue heron as it flies, but when it lands it is a glorious peacock. Very beautiful and graceful, it’s neck is longer than any pictures I have seen, also it is very tall, maybe four feet–it walks like a dancer. It quickly crosses the street and comes by the garage. It hands out one of its tail feathers to each person quickly and gracefully as it walks by. I think “Dee!”. The feather I am given has two iridescent eyes at the end instead of one. It’s not as pretty as the ones with one big eye, but I know it is very special. The peacock is still walking around by the garage. Right in front of the garage, just to the left of where I am standing, there is a parrot. Its colors are so bright. Red and blue and even a red and white mohawk. The parrot looks up at me sometimes, it’s hopping around like crow and kind of barking. I try to talk with it, using its noises, but I don’t seem to be getting through. Still it’s wonderful to see.
Killdeer/Catbird: This gray and yellow bird reminds me a little of this checkout guy at the grocery store, because of a common gray mohawk. The checkout guy was a pleasant surprise for a couple reasons: 1. he was in his 50’s or 60’s and had a floppy gray mohawk. 2. he called me Ms. Michaud and pronounced my last name correctly (definitely a rarity). The bird also reminds me of Kevin. Also an owner of a floppy gray mohawk. Plus the languid, stretch out position was a Kevin classic. Kevin is also very cat like, good at sharing the message of the importance of relaxing.
Peacock Dee: In the dream I associate the Peacock with my longtime friend Dee. She is always very generous, so I often associate her with Turkey, aka Mr. Giveaway. But she does have a huge tattoo of a peacock on her thigh, and a sense of style more akin to peacock than turkey.
Crowco the Parrot: The parrot reminds me of crows in my neighborhood, but also my chihuahua, Coco. He’s so bright and funny and needy. I try to communicate with him, and sometimes it works to talk, usually it works a lot better to send pictures to him. I talk a lot to the crows in my neighborhood. They look at me curiously, but I don’t really know if there is a connection.
As for the repair work: Yesterday I was doing some interior work/healing with crystals, and a couple different energies came to me: ruby, a quartz wand, emerald and lapis. This is how I associate these energies with the dream: The ruby reminds me of the red, fiery, mars energy of Coco, who’s always ready for the attack. The quartz wand seems associated with Kevin who is good at focusing energy, and also the tree branch, which also sends out energy like a wand, but is much bigger than its operator (the catbird). The emerald and lapis are colors of the peacock’s feathers, and my feather had two eyes instead of the usual one. I associate emerald with heart chakra, pure love and giving in a balanced way, the lapis I associate with purifying/the fifth chakra and grace. I also see Dee as an example of healthy generosity and loving.