My dream was a short one but crucial in many ways. Around this time in my life, I was going through a lot of changes and having a rough time. One night I fell asleep on my futon and dreamt of my father and his chickens. My father loves his chickens and takes care of them like they are his children. Growing up I would love to watch my father bathe his chickens and stitch them up if they were injured. So in my dream, I remember sitting outside watching my father care for his chickens. When all of a sudden he takes one of his chicken and breaks its feet right in front of me. It was painful to watch and chills ran down my spine. I pleaded with him to stop because he loves his chickens so much but he wouldn't yield to my pleading. As his vicious actions continued, I cried and begged on my knees but he laughed and proceeded. Right then, I woke.
I still don't have a clear understanding of this dream but after some talk with my father I learned the importances of chickens. I strongly believe this chicken's spirit correlates with my spirit. Maybe my spirit is lost and the chicken was a representation of it. Or maybe it was a prediction of my lost spirit to be. I will continue to ask about this dream from my uncle who is a Shamanist and will follow-up.
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