The Rev. Dr. Leah Schade
February 28, 2016
Last night I had one of those vivid nightmares that begins
like you’re watching a movie, but then you realize you’re in the story, living
the horrible dream. It was about a
monster, a small creature that had been dug up from the ground. It seemed almost cute in its ugliness at
first.
It was small but hungry. It started eating anything it could find. It
was put in a cage. It ate and ate and
ate, grew and grew and grew. It started
with just plants at first, but then animals – small ones, then larger ones. It was ravenous, insatiable in its
appetite.
Eventually it was realized that it had to be put back in the
ground. It had to stay buried. As long as it was buried, it would not hurt
anything or anyone. But dug up, it would
continue to grow and consume. It had no
personality, no morals. Its desire was
only to eat and grow. And it would eventually
eat its own cage, get out, and consume the whole earth.
So a whole troop of people took the caged monster – now huge
in size – back to the place from which the unsuspecting person had dug it
up. It was a swamp-like place, dark and
creepy. We started to dig a hole big
enough to bury the creature. But as we
dug, we made a horrifying discovery - a whole nest of sleeping, shrunken monsters
in the ground. It was a shrieking-violin
moment, a sickening twist in the story.
But we dumped the creature into the ground and quickly covered him
up. He and the other creatures had no
power against the soil once we started to bury them again.
We knew someone had to stand guard at this place from then
on and protect against any other unsuspecting person digging up one of the
creatures. So from then on, the guardians
patrolled the grounds, telling the story to all who came along wanting to
dig.
Reflection: As I was writing
this nightmare in my dream journal (I keep one by my bed), I realized the message
immediately. The monster is fossil
fuels.
They are ugly, but were cute at
first. We thought they could be caged,
kept under control, used for our purposes.
But in the end, the thing we thought we were consuming is, in fact,
consuming us. It has a voracious appetite. No personality, no morals. It only wants to eat and grow. The fossil fuel industry has gotten bigger
and bigger and has become this horrible nightmare.
It’s an American Horror Story that has spread
around the globe. It’s eating its own
cage and consuming the whole earth.
After years of keeping a dream journal and paying attention
to the messages from my subconscious, I have learned to discern the
messages. Sometimes they are multivalent
(having more than one meaning). But the
immediate message from this nightmare came through loud and clear:
The only way to deal with the monster is to keep it in the
ground.