John: So here we have an ominous scenario of me being basically trapped on the bank of a river (see Take Me to the River) and the person who’s in charge of wiping me out, along with all the other aspects of me in the dream, is telling me I have no chance to escape or survive. The side of the river I’m on represents my lower self, and the far side with the helicopter, and where the “exterminator” has come from, is my higher self.
On the bright side, during the unfolding of the scene, I do maintain a focused attention on what is happening, i.e., I’m evaluating the distances to different potential hiding places and I’m trying to delay the exterminator from giving the signal. I’m not panicking, which is important in terms of what the dream is relating. It shows an innate faith that I will be able to sort out all my lower-self problems, the kinds that would doom most people in this situation (i.e., no one has survived before).
I’m also fortunate that I have a link to the other side in that the exterminator is communicating with me. He’s also showing a certain care and regard toward me, even though he offers no hope. The dream is also showing that I’m not giving the higher part of myself the same care and regard.
In other words, I’m paying more attention to my lower self. Then, when I suddenly see the other side of the river it is a shock to me – I hadn’t noticed it. But later in the dream I am reminded that I did have a relationship with my higher self, represented by the vehicle I left behind.
I had forgotten about the vehicle because, technically, my actions toward it had been a letting go. That enabled something else to come and deal with the vehicle and make the most out of such a wreck (the $30 payments).
Once I’m informed of this windfall, a twinge of my old self came up and just wanted to grab what had been left behind. It’s the same kind of twinge that had me thinking I could stop at the small stand of trees before I realized that option was hopeless.
So I took the dash across to the building, which opened its doors to me. It shows I am glad to be in service to my higher self.
In the end, it’s the old vehicle that I left behind years ago – as a gesture to my higher self – that makes the difference. This linkage enables me to forget (as a distant memory) a condition of my lower self, the way I used to be, which is a state from which no one ever survives.
So this dream seems to say that our lower selves don’t necessarily doom us. Technically, I believe, that we don’t want to totally obliterate the lower self. In other words, you can’t just kill it off and be left in a transcendent place. I believe that you hold continuity to the lower self, from your higher-self side.
At that point, anything that has to do with the lower self is going to be like a faint echo, because one is so much into the vibration, and the freedom, of the higher. It’s a place that can’t quite relate with the lower, yet the connection isn’t completely severed. In that sense, we can be of the world, yet not take it so personally, as the lower self does.
So a dream that, at first glance, seemed like a scary nightmare, actually shows the happy ending of making that reconnection to the higher self.