@Jody Keith that's so beautiful

@Jody Keith What really stands out for me is the feeling — how you knew the dog was there without seeing it. You could sense its size, its power, and that you’d need help. That kind of knowing usually points to something unseen but very present in our waking life — an energy, memory, or truth just beneath the surface. If you were to step back into that dream, maybe as a small story, I wonder what the dog might be holding for you — fear, instinct, or even a kind of protection waiting to be understood. Dreams like this remind us how the unseen can take shape in symbols — mirrors for what the heart already knows but hasn’t yet spoken

@Jody Keith I'm asking to look at it from a different perspective, what if it was there to protect you? Dogs represent loyalty and protection with an instinct for danger. What if rather then it attacking like a feral stray, or mistreated, full of mistrust it was showing you something?

@Jody Keith How about, taking one step at a time? We can always transform these moments into short fictions — and in that creative space, the answers often begin to reveal themselves

@Jody Keith I'll be standing right beside you, when your ready. 🥰

@Jody Keith 💭 My Reflection for You: This dream carries such deep emotion — that moment when you’re trying to scream but no sound comes out, and something wild and powerful (the dog) is closing in. It feels like a mirror of those times when your truth wants to come through, but old fears or patterns step in and say, “not yet.” The dog might not be the enemy here — it could be a part of you that’s strong, instinctive, protective… but maybe it’s been misunderstood or left unheard for too long. Sometimes what scares us in a dream is just a piece of ourselves that’s been waiting for our voice. And your sister waking you — that’s beautiful. It’s like the conscious part of you that can hear the call to wake up and listen. You’re already noticing what’s underneath: that hesitation of “what if I’m wrong,” or “what if it’s not that bad.” That’s such honest awareness. It’s where the dream becomes medicine. If you were to look at this as a story, I’d invite you to ask: 🐾 What if the dog is trying to protect something in you? 🕯️ What if the silence is the moment before your power finds its sound? 📖 What might happen if you could meet that dog again — but this time, speak softly, or simply stand your ground? Maybe write a small scene from that place. Not as “you,” but through a character who finds her voice in the middle of that silence. Sometimes, rewriting the dream in story form lets the message finish its sentence.

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