All You Need is Love

Last night I had a dream that I was a young girl playing in the open woods landscaped with rolling hills and a light snow blanketing the ground. I stumbled upon a large hole at the top of a hill, which I knew was a cave harboring an animal of some sort. I yelled into the cave and stomped my feet on the ground to wake up whatever was dormant within. Soon, a large creature stirred and came rumbling to the opening. When I realized it what it was, I ran down the hill and hid myself in a small shelter made of large rocks, waiting for the beast to come get me. Before long, I felt its breath on my legs as it slid its head into my shelter. It was a wolf. He had a body the size of a horse and fur as white as the snow with clouds of grey around its face and neck. As I looked him in the eye, all my fear melted away and I reached out my hand to lightly pet the fur on his face. With both hands I held his head and felt nothing but love for this great creature.

When I awoke, I looked up the meaning of the wolf in a book of mine, and it is believed to represent the untamed demons that prowl our psyche. The dreamer is therefore called to bravely face the wolf’s onslaught in order to bring resolution to internal conflicts. Often in fairy tales and dreams, the wise child is the one that outsmarts these ravenous predators.

So here I am, this small child, outsmarting this monstrous creature by coaxing it out of the deep, dark places in my mind and body, looking it in the face, and loving it whole-heartedly instead of fearing it as I always have. It wants me to fear it, for fear is the nourishment that feeds it and helps it grow. Love is the medicine that transforms even the most evil of our demons into good. Cancer doesn’t stand a chance against love. Who would have thought that the secret to my cure would come to me in a dream.

I have done a lot of work on myself over the past week. Spending hours in deep meditation, in search of the source of my dis-ease, as well as the source of my light. I discovered through my work that the root of my sickness is in the lack of love that I have felt for myself. I have always had this incredible capacity to love others unconditionally, but never have I been able to do this for myself. It is time I open my eyes to my own beauty inside and out and love every little piece of it. This is how true healing happens.