My recurring dream of elephant chasing me!
I used to have a recurring dream — an enormous elephant chasing me. When I was younger, I’d be terrified. I’d run as fast as I could, desperately trying to find a place to hide from the giant creature thundering behind me. The fear was overwhelming.
Years later, during my college days, the same dream returned. Once again, the elephant was chasing me. I ran, this time into a room, shutting the door behind me, thinking — surely, the elephant can’t come through a doorway. But to my astonishment, it was right there, inside the room, just a breath away. I stood pressed against the wall, cornered.
And then something shifted.
Instead of panicking, I looked the elephant in the eye and said with quiet defiance, “Okay, fine. What will you do to me? Trample me? Go ahead.”
But the elephant didn’t trample me. Gently, it lifted me up with its trunk and placed me on its head. I sat there, smiling, calm, amazed. With love in my heart, I asked, “Oh! So this is what you wanted to do all these years?”
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Interpretation of the Dream:
So folks, after years of wondering why this dream kept coming back, I finally understood — and it all made sense once I found the spiritual path that brings you into balance. A path where fear transforms into strength, and what once seemed like a threat reveals itself as a blessing.
This is the path of inner awakening, of being centered — the middle path, known in Sahaja Yoga as the Mahalakshmi Path.
And here’s the beautiful connection: in Hinduism and Sahaja Yoga, Shri Mahalakshmi — the Goddess of spiritual evolution — is often depicted riding an elephant. That’s right. The same majestic being I feared in my childhood dreams.
Over time, I realized: the elephant wasn’t chasing me to harm me — it was guiding me, challenging me, preparing me. All it wanted was to lift me onto its head, to raise me above fear, to carry me forward on my spiritual journey.
That recurring dream was never about escape.
It was about surrender, courage, and finally — self realization.
The very thing I ran from became the force that carried me.
