Apocalypse Dreaming

In my dream, a little girl was skipping along in a city square humming a few bars of Beethoven’s Ode to Joy.  She stopped in front of a street musician and dropped a coin in his hat.  He began playing the tune as she danced and sang “…joyful, joyful we adore thee, God of glory, Lord of Love…” A violinist on his way to practice with a local orchestra stopped, opened his case and joined in.  Other members of the string section stopped and played along.  Violins, cellos, violas, base… then oboes, clarinets, saxophones. The brass came too: trumpets, trombones, French horns, baritones and tubas. A big kettle drum was rolled up and percussion was added.  Soon members of the choir began to arrive and sing “…hearts unfold like flowers before thee, opening to the Son of Love…” The song grew to a crescendo with full orchestra and choir.  The gathered crowd cheered.

When it seemed like the “Happening” had happened and the music had died down, there was a slight shift in the atmosphere.  I saw in my dream, a group of eagle dancers in full regalia bring their great sacred drum forward, with a new rhythm which sounded like the heart beat of the earth. They danced with flute and rattles, chanting a different melody, but somehow it was the same.  The choir and orchestra joined in rather hesitantly.  Other singers also were joining the choir, but soon there were many languages being heard.  Gospel and other cultural harmonies and chords were added to the classical. Street dancers, hip hop and rappers, a ballerina, and groups of ethnic folk dancers joined in.  There were Celtic bag pipes, Andean pan flutes, country and western line dancers, banjos, fiddlers and steel guitars.  Heavy metal and rock bands began to fill the air with walls of sound.  (I couldn’t tell where they plugged in their amplifiers.)  The great pipe organ and bells from the cathedral on the square added their great notes which seemed to shake the ground, but somehow they added to the music.  There were steel barrel drums with Reggae and Caribbean flavors, African drums and dancers, graceful Hawaiian and Thai dancers, Maori Haka dancers, great banner dancers from Asia, and huge Japanese Taiko drums.  All were adding to the music, building and enhancing the sound.

One would think that all the variety and diversity (more than Beethoven himself could have envisioned) would only result in confusion and noise.  Somehow, though, as if lead by an unseen conductor there were melodies, descants, embellishments, and counter melodies which all contributed to the same wonderful song of Joy.  When one style of music would subside, another would come forward.  That there could be such cooperation and unity in the midst of so much diversity was overwhelming to me, and I wept with joy.

My dream then seemed to fill with new excitement.  Song birds were adding beautiful clear high notes to the song (right on pitch).  High above an eagle’s shrill cry joined in, then there were many voices of many different animals:  a wolf howled in the distance, an elephant trumpeted, a lion roared (probably from a nearby zoo), and it seemed I could even hear distant whale song joining in. Then there was a rumble of distant thunder.  The wind picked up and sang its way through the buildings awakening wind chimes, whispering notes of joy through the trees and causing the grass and flowers to dance.  The waves crashing on the beach and the murmur of a nearby stream were part of the music.  As the instruments played on and the dances continued, it was as though the earth itself was beginning to move to the dance.  The sky began to fill with the colors of a gorgeous sunset  and a meteor shower.  The other horizon erupted with lightning flashes and thunder in time to the music.  It seemed like the rocks themselves were ready to cry out and the even atomic particles, quarks, quantum and mitochondria were electrified and resonating to the song of Joy. And I thought of the words, “All creation waits eagerly for the unveiling of the children of the Creator.” 

By: John Cooke ~ jfcooke.com

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About John Cooke

Teacher and mentor, committed to unveiling and mirroring the image of the Creator in humanity.
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10 Responses to Apocalypse Dreaming

  1. John Cooke says:

    My best writing comes out of prayer and intimate worship. I try to listen to what is on the Father’s heart. I want to write from the mind of Christ. I usually wait until I have something to say. Sometimes it is several days or weeks of meditation before I begin writing. The fruit of the Spirit (love, joy peace, patience, self control and meekness) are controls I look for. I avoid a religious, judgmental or critical, spirit.

  2. L Pearl Yule says:

    Wow, John! I wish I could have dreamed that dream too! As it was, I had goosebumps by the time I finished reading your blog. Can’t imagine how moving that experience had to have been for you! Thank you for posting on FB for me, on my birthday 😉

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  7. John says:

    Yes, this dream came to me over several succeeding nights and grew in scope and detail each night. I did have a strong sense that God was trying to tell me something important.

    • Lorem Ipsum says:

      Remarkable. It is so rare to have a dream build over several nights like that.

      I think maybe God was telling you to share this beautiful vision with others. You write so well, it really captures the majestic grandeur of all of creation “resonating to the song of joy”.

  8. Lorem Ipsum says:

    I love this dream, John. I’m assuming it literally was a dream. It must have left a lasting impression on your waking hours afterwards. Jung categorized dreams into two varieties, firstly those kind of housekeeping dreams which centre on our day-to-day dealings. And then there are the numinous variety of dreams, which this one clearly was. Numinous dreams defined here as being filled with a sense of the presence of divinity

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