This page of my dream journal has come together for me. The elephant is a strong female symbol, one I’ve shown here surrounded by her family.
The elephant came to me in my dream in the form of a tatting shuttle. I was filled with the desire to tat, something I had learned many years before but no longer practiced and wasn’t sure I could remember. The elephant instructed me to close my eyes and let muscle memory take over. And like riding a bike, it seems I hadn’t forgotten. Is this a lesson in listening to my intuition? What past lessons do I need to remember?