Dream Gates

Dream Gates

Of Dream and Art

posted by Robert Moss

-  Veronique 1Of Dream and Art

a guest blog by Véronique Barek-Deligny

Véronique is a gifted teacher of Active Dreaming and creative art in France.  In this moving and beautiful personal narrative, she describes how dreams revealed family history that was previously unknown, gave her the inspiration for a painting that helped to mobilize a sick friend’s immune system, and introduced a mythic being who gave her confirmation of her creative direction in life. All of which helps to expand our sense of what is possible through Active Dreaming. Scroll down for the original text en français.

As far back as I can remember, dreams have been part of my life. As a child, I feasted on morsels of dreams that stayed with me on waking, parts of puzzles for me to assemble. My mother told me that when the progress of a dream did suit her, she simply made it take another direction. My paternal grandmother was also a dreamer. According to family legend, she often had premonitory dreams. All of this was very present in our lives, but was thought to be just entertainment.

My way of seeing dreams changed many years later. When my son Antoine fell ill in 2005, my dreams began to show me family references that were previously unknown to me, like the name of a horse that my grandfather Antoine adored for example, or the existence of a great-aunt who died at birth. This series of discoveries helped me to understand  part of my family story that was relevant to my son’s disease..

Intuitively, I understood that my dreams gave me access to unsuspected resources. So I began to record them and to date them scrupulously. Without knowing it, I had jumped down the rabbit hole! Soon after, I met Robert Moss and Active Dreaming gave me a frame and a direction to follow. At that time, I was leading workshops on expressive art, scrapbooking, mixed-media, collages. Very naturally, the marriage of these two activities gave birth to my first “Dream Art Journal “.

I have put the dream in the service of artistic creation and artistic creation in the service of the dream.

An example that touches my heart concerns my friend Alexandre. He had been seriously ill for several months and I was very worried about his health. I asked for a dream to show me something I could create that might help him.

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That night, I dreamed that I was at his home, where I took him in my arms and began painting in watercolors. The colors left the picture and I found myself with white circles on a black background. I woke with a feeling of power, and the need to paint this dream right away. I knew that I painted for Alexandre but only later later what I had made… these white circles, stained with red… A for Alexandre, A for Amour (Love)…  With my brush I armed his white blood cells to make them stronger and to help them to fight his disease. I offered my painting to my friend, explaining what I had done. I invited him to borrow the imagery. I suggested to him: “Keep this painting in your line of sight as much as possible, Draw on it as a  generator, pumping out energy to fight the disease”. Today Alexandre is well. He keeps the healing painting in a place of honor in his office.

When art and dreams are allied, they are powerful healers…

Quite recently, I met the Deer Woman in a dream in which I was at another of Robert’s workshops, showing my drawings to the other participants. They were in many styles, with varied subjects. As I tidied up my pictures to get ready for the next workshop session, a very tall and very beautiful woman arrived On her head she wore the magnificent antlers of a deer, fashioned from metal and precious stones. She approached me and told me that she wanted to see my drawings. When I woke up, I felt honored by this presence, filled with energy and confidence. I knew I had received confirmation of my life direction. The way of Active Dreaming, marrying Art and Dream, is the way I must follow.


De Rêve et d’Art

 par Véronique Barek-Deligny

Aussi loin que je me souvienne, le rêve a toujours fait partie de ma vie. Enfant, je me régalais des bribes de rêves qui me revenaient au réveil, telles des pièces de puzzle à assembler. Dans le même temps, j’ai toujours entendu ma mère dire que lorsque le déroulement d’un rêve ne lui convenait pas, elle lui faisait « tout simplement » prendre une autre direction! Quant à ma grand-mère paternelle, la légende familiale lui attribue de très nombreux rêves prémonitoires… Tout cela était bien présent dans nos vies mais était surtout considéré comme du divertisssement!

Ce n’est que des années plus tard que ma façon de voir les rêves a changé. Lorsque mon fils Antoine est tombé malade en 2005, mes rêves ont commencé à me montrer des références familiales qui m’étaient inconnues… le nom du cheval que mon grand-père Antoine adorait par exemple, ou l’existence d’une grand-tante morte à la naissance. Ces éléments mis bout à bout m’ont aidée à comprendre une partie de mon histoire familiale et le lien avec la maladie de mon fils.

Intuitivement, j’ai compris que mes rêves me donnaient accès à des ressources insoupçonnées. J’ai donc commencé à les noter et à les dater scrupuleusement. Sans le savoir, j’avais déjà mis un doigt  dans l’engrenage! Peu après j’ai rencontré Robert et l’Active Dreaming m’a donné un cadre et une direction à suivre. A cette époque, j’animais des ateliers d’expression artistique (scrapbooking, mixed media, collages…) Très naturellement, ces deux activités se sont liées pour donner naissance à mon premier « Dream Art Journal ».

J’avais mis le rêve au service de la création artistique et la création artistique au service du rêve.

L’exemple le plus cher à mon coeur concerne mon ami Alexandre. Malade depuis plusieurs mois, j’étais inquiète pour sa santé. J’ai donc demandé à voir ce que je pouvais faire pour lui. Cette nuit-là, j’ai rêvé que j’étais chez lui, que je le prenais dans mes bras et que je me mettais à peindre. Partie d’une aquarelle colorée, je me suis retrouvée avec des ronds blancs sur un fond noir. Impressionnée par la puissance qui émanait de ce rêve, j’ai immédiatement ressenti le besoin de peindre ce que j’avais vu. Je savais que je peignais pour Alexandre mais je n’ai compris que plus tard ce que je faisais… ces ronds blancs, tachés de rouge… A comme Alexandre, A comme Amour… je venais d’armer ses globules blancs pour les rendre plus forts et les aider à lutter contre la maladie… J’ai offert ma peinture à mon ami en lui expliquant ma démarche et lui proposant de se l’approprier. La consigne: avoir cette peinture sous les yeux aussi souvent que possible et surtout s’en servir comme « pompe à énergie combattive » dès que le besoin s’en ferait sentir. Aujourd’hui Alexandre va bien et mon « tableau-soin » trône toujours dans son bureau.

L’art allié au rêve… de puissants guérisseurs…

Tout dernièrement, j’ai rencontré la « Femme-Cerf » en rêve. A un atelier animé par Robert, je montre mes dessins aux autres participants. Il y en a dans tous les styles et sur des sujets très variés. Je les range pour poursuivre l’atelier, lorsqu’une très grande et très belle femme arrive. Elle porte sur la tête une parure de bois de cerf en métal et pierres précieuses. Elle s’approche de moi et me dit qu’elle veut voir mes dessins. Au réveil, je me suis sentie honorée par cette présence, gonflée d’énergie et de confiance. Je venais de recevoir la confirmation de ce que je pressentais depuis un moment. Mon approche de l’Active Dreaming mêlant Art et Rêve est bien la voie que je dois suivre.


‘Art and text (c) Véronique Barek-Deligny


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