Anna Bonus Kingsford: Dream (2) The Sentenced Train
Anna Bonus Kingsford: Dream (2) The sentenced train. Introduction
Dr. Anna Bonus Kingsford, in addition to being a doctor and fighting for the defense of animals, for women's rights and for healthy eating, had the ability to dream very clearly in a way that reminds of the dreams of time of the Greeks or works like the Apocalypse.
On this occasion I present a translation of his dream the sentenced train (in the original The Doomed Train ) and I add an interpretation at the end .
Kingsford Request that you help her interpret the dream: The Sentenced Train
Last night I visited a dream so strange and vivid that I feel impelled to communicate it to you. It is not just to reassure me of the impression it caused me, but to help me find the meaning since I am so startled that I dare not discover it for myself.
A reign of terror
It seemed that you and I were with a considerable company of men and women upon whom, with my exception, since I was there voluntarily, a death sentence fell.
I knew - I don't know how - that this terrible sentence had been pronounced by the official agents of a new reign of terror.
I was sure that neither party had been guilty of any crime that deserved death. However, the penalty had been a consequence of its connection with some social or religious political regime to which its total destruction had been decreed.
We knew that the sentence was to be carried out on a colossal scale, but we remained in complete ignorance about the place and method of execution. Until that moment, the dream did not give me intimidation of the horrible scene that was about to happen in front of me. A scene that brought my senses of sight, hearing and touch to its maximum tension, so that I had no precedent in my previous dreams.
It was a dark night without stars. I found myself, along with all the condemned men and women who knew they were going to die soon, but, not how, or where.
We were on the train, which ran over the highway, through the darkness to an unknown destination.
There is no one driving the locomotive!
I sat in the back of the train, in a corner seat, looking out the window in the dark, when, suddenly, a voice that seemed to speak from the air, told me in an intense, low tone and very clear, just remembering it makes me shiver.
The sentence is being fulfilled at this time. All of you are lost. In front of the train there is a terrifying precipice of impressive height and at its base a bottomless sea. The railway ends in the abyss. The train goes to extermination. THERE IS NOBODY DRIVING THE LOCOMOTIVE !
There is only one way of salvation: jumping off the train
I got up full of horror and looked around the faces of the people in the car. None had said or heard these terrible words. The lamps on the roof of the car blinked on the nearby countenance.
I looked at them one by one, but I saw no warning signs in any of them. Then the voice from the air spoke to me again. "There is only one way of salvation: jumping off the train ."
With agonizing speed I opened the car door and stood on the step. The train was running at a frightening speed, swaying from side to side with the passion of its speed and the power of the wind that hit my hair and tore my dress.
In the end, in one of the compartments, I saw you.
Until this moment, I hadn't thought about you, I wasn't even aware of your presence on the train. I gripped the rail of the train door, started crawling across the platform to the driver's cabin, hoping to find the possibility of jumping safely.
I passed from one car to another and watched that the passengers did not show any idea of the destination to which they rushed . In the end, in one of the compartments, I saw you. "Come" I screamed. "Come and save yourself, in a minute we will fly to pieces."
No. We will not jump. We will stop the train
You got up immediately, you opened the door and you were by my side at the exit. The speed at which we traveled was more frightening than ever. The train swung as it ran. The wind screamed as if it were dragging us. "Jump" I yelled at you. "Save yourself" "If you stay your death is certain. In front of us is the abyss and there is no one in the cabin. ”
At this moment, you turned your face towards me, with a look of intense firmness you said, “No. We will not jump. We will stop the train. ”
When you said this, you left me and dragged you down the passage to the front of the train. Full of rabid anxiety about what seemed like a quixotic act, I followed you.
It was true: No one was driving the locomotive
In one of the cars, I saw my mother and my older brother, as unconscious as the rest. In the end, we reached the last car and I saw the creepy light of the oven and as the voice told me, there was no one in the cabin.
You advanced "Impossible, Impossible" I yelled at you. "You can't, I beg you, come back ."
Then you leaned on the platform, and said, “You're right. It can't be done that way, but we can save the train . Help me separate these hooks.
The cabin was connected to the train cars by two large hooks. With great effort, in which I almost lost my balance, we unhooked the irons and freed the train.
Then, with a great leap, as if it were a huge monster, the locomotive turned and increased its speed and, leaving traces of fire, was lost in the dark.
They are saved! They are saved!
We remained on the platform. We watched, in silence, as the speed decreased. When, in the end, the train cars stopped, we shouted to the passengers: "They are saved, they are saved" and amid the confusion of opening the doors, descending and speaking in an accelerated manner, my dream is over. I was startled with my heart beating with all this horror.
Anna Bonus Kingsford. London, November, 1876
Interpretation of the dream The sentenced train
This dream was written in 1879, however, its symbolism is very current. If we want we could say that Anna Bonus Kingsford asks us to help her interpret this dream or from our experience of the 21st century.
We can say that when he talks about T, he refers to the reader of the 21st century. she did not remember that you were on the train, but you intelligently fulfilled your role and saved all the travelers.
The train is the image of a country of the entire planet. The vast majority of the inhabitants know that there are problems, but everyone expects politicians to look for solutions. The first solution is to run away. Another is to control the railroad. The karma problem is not solved by leaving the responsibility to others, or running away. It is quite possible that the solution we can think of is not practical. But, we have to gain experience
We have to separate ourselves from the forces that drag us down the cliff.
One of the key ideas of this dream is that there are forces that want to create a reign of terror. For this they need people to feel fear and that fear forces them to hate those who are different.
No one drove the locomotive
This expression tells us that when we face a problem we must ask ourselves who is driving? Are we leaving our responsibility in the hands of another?
If we stop feeling fear and stop hating, we are separating ourselves from those forces that have led the world into wars.
We take responsibility for our life
If we stop feeling fear and stop hating, we are separating ourselves from those forces that have led the world into wars. If we guide our emotions, we are taking care of our energies. If there is energy we can take the direction. Within us there is a war with everything negative that we have created in other lives . If we take responsibility and develop our character, we change our karma and improve the lives of our fellow travelers.
This dream of Anna Bonus Kingsford is still very current and is addressed to you and each one of us. He asks us to help interpret it and to find a way to separate ourselves from the forces that want to drag us over the cliff.
Friend reader How do you interpret this dream?
Anna Bonus Kingsford Cap. 1. The doomed Train in Dreams and dream-stories pp. 15-18 http://www.humanitarismo.com.br/annakingsford/english/Works_by_Anna_Kingsford_and_Maitland/Texts/05-OAKM_I_Dreamtxt1-web.htm#2
Author: José Contreras editor and translator in the great family of hermandablanca.org
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