The Animus comes to some of us in our dreams as the avatar of Divine love. In this dream below I can feel how the intensity of the Animus’ love will set me free from the need to worry or to find comfort in the world. I use my discomfort of being imprisoned by the Animus- and the urge to rescue my husband Allan- to jump away from my vulnerability and rexeptivity. Instead, the Animus resues me from my own mind, my need to Do something, and my worry. He wants me locked up, just His girl, to keep me close, to teach me how much he loves me. He gently shows me how to stay open and aroused, receiving all of Him. Here is the opening he offers me in this dream. I remain surrendered, aroused.
I wait for Him to come in
Making love again and again
No thoughts, no distractions
Just Him in me
And then he leaves
Left alone in the bed
I wonder about my husband
The Man tells me he is locked up
In the basement
Not nearby, not with me.
The Man comes back and I forget
In order to remember His love
Receive His passion, His heat
Every time He comes in, again and again
He obliterates my mind
Yet without Him, locked in the bedroom
My worldly self wants to free my worldly beloved
And pull him back close to me
To eradicate that little twinge of shame
The Animus comes back frequently
To help me forget the mercurial worry
To help me remember the Divine
Receive His love and bask in it
I am a kept woman
And it feels so right and cleansing
I receive Him as the vulnerable girl
Again and again, until there is nothing
BUT HIM
