Khukuris in dreams

[SilverFoxKnows]

Has a khuk ever showed up in your dreams. I had a dream where two guys were pounding on my door. I grabbed my Ultimate Fighter and one of the guys broke through the door, naked, and turned into a huge orange monitor lizard. I stabbed it in the haunches with the UF but it didn't stop and wouldn't leave. Then I grabbed my big WWII. With a khuk in each hand the man/lizard finally backed off and left.



Frank

 

[Steely_Gunz]

I had a dream where a huge hulking stalker broke into my apartment. I got between him and my wife with an M-43 (my bedside guardian to back up my pistol), but before I could strike he had his hand around my throat. Powerfully strong, I could almost feel the vertebrae in my neck popping. He was a really big guy, hard as stone and gray. Completely bald with a dead look in his eye, wide jaw with yellowed ape-ish teeth.

I don't think I have had a dream where I felt so helpless. It was shortly after a break in at our place of business, so I think that's where it stemmed from

I DID have a dream the other night about cutting up a bunch of fruit with a Himalayan Survival Knife and a Fiddleback Woodsman....of course, my wife had me prepping about 5 fruit trays for her to take to work that evening before bed, so I have no idea where that dream came from

 

[Howard Wallace]

I had a dream that I had a magical wallet and no matter how many khukuris I bought it would always be full of money.

Then I woke up.

 

[Svashtar]

Has a khuk ever showed up in your dreams. I had a dream where two guys were pounding on my door. I grabbed my Ultimate Fighter and one of the guys broke through the door, naked, and turned into a huge orange monitor lizard. I stabbed it in the haunches with the UF but it didn't stop and wouldn't leave. Then I grabbed my big WWII. With a khuk in each hand the man/lizard finally backed off and left.


Frank

Oh yeah, you bet.

I have a recurring kukri dream, no kidding: it stars the conniving, backstabbing, termagant witch/virago whose blatant lies and outright distortions got me canned and almost arrested in 2006 so she could take over my position, cost me $130-140K in lost wages, blackballed me at 3 other local companies who subsequently cancelled interviews, directly led to 15 months of unemployment, $80K+ in new credit card debt, the decimation of my 401K, no more kukris for 4 years, (or anything else for that matter), the sale of nearly 60 pieces of my kukri collection, junk cars for my wife and daughter, and no more private flying since.

It involves my 20" 40 oz. razor sharp Sgt. Khadka Samsher, a 6 x 6 railroad tie for a backstop, a lonely, soundproofed motel room, hefty bags, and her scrawny shrew neck. Lot's of other things too gruesome to mention. I do always successfully hide the head though, and always make a discreet getaway, so it does have a cathartic and very happy ending. :thumbup:

But, I'll know I'm really healed when I don't have the dream anymore.

Honestly, I'm tired of letting the B*&^% live rent-free in my head and wish I could let it go...!

But, I guess we all have our own bag of rocks to carry around, right?

Norm

(Sorry Frank, you asked! )

 

[Steve Tall]

But, I'll know I'm really healed when I don't have the dream anymore...Honestly, I'm tired of letting the B*&^% live rent-free in my head and wish I could let it go...!

So vivid, I'm glad it's cathartic. They say that of all the types of revenge, happiness is the best. Sounds kinda trite, but I found some truth in this after some long-held resentments evaporated when I realized I had improvements in my situation that I otherwise wouldn't have. Good luck with this, really.
(OK, I'll move my stool now to some other part of the cantina )

 

[JayGoliath]

I had a dream that I had a magical wallet and no matter how many khukuris I bought it would always be full of money.

I need a dream machine to get into that!

This is going to be weird. In the dream i was walking on a foothill that looks like Nepalese countryside and i saw this chap with messy hair walking past me.
He turned around and i got shocked; It was Sher the Tiger and he murmured something to me. An old man passing by told me Sher said he will be back.

I told Auntie about it and we both hope the great Tiger will return to HI soon!

 

[DannyinJapan]

I'm tired of letting the B*&^% live rent-free in my head and wish I could let it go...!

It took me 3 years to get over my "event." I still feel sad about it, but it doesn't tear me to pieces every night anymore. (and it really was)

 

[Cpl Punishment]

Well, I had This Dream about kukri.

I did have one dream recently about Nepal, but not kukri specifically, except that I had my rig on me. I found myself waking up in a structure much like a yurt, but it was wood and stone all around, with only the top being canvas. I walked outside and there were people walking down this long path away from the village, and up came Auntie, saying she wondered if I was going to sleep through the whole festival. Anyway, we end up on this sort of terraced valley with some sort of festival going on below with people dancing, doing all kinds of baton work, tumbling, etc in very bright colored clothes. There were wagons drawn by oxen and all manner of such things. We were all just sitting there, drinking tea and watching the show. I clearly remember my though: It's nice here. I didn't have much (just that small hut with some clothes, a little food, a couple nice rugs someone had given me, etc. My kukri rig was probably the most expensive thing there. I felt at ease. It was just maybe a 10 minute walk to the village to do my work (blacksmith), I had my little hut, I didn't worry about "stuff", or running a rat race, I could live and enjoy the people around me.

I have a feeling that one day I'm going to walk off to search for that life and not come back.




Svashtar, Danny, I know just how you feel. After a life-changing (really life ending) event a few years ago, I'd been consumed by hatred and thoughts of revenge, and it was making things worse and worse (My event wasn't unlike yours, Norm, except it was my own family that did it to me). I can't say I'm over it, but these last few months of introspection, and in the end, giving the guilty a good sorting out, I think I can move on, though there's really nothing left in my life that I want to do right now, so I don't know where I'm going to go. Wandering off sounds better by the day.

 

[Svashtar]

So vivid, I'm glad it's cathartic. They say that of all the types of revenge, happiness is the best. Sounds kinda trite, but I found some truth in this after some long-held resentments evaporated when I realized I had improvements in my situation that I otherwise wouldn't have. Good luck with this, really.
(OK, I'll move my stool now to some other part of the cantina )

It took me 3 years to get over my "event." I still feel sad about it, but it doesn't tear me to pieces every night anymore. (and it really was)

Thanks Steve and Danny (and Cpl); Steve, good counsel is always welcome. :thumbup: Danny and Cpl I know your events were more serious in that they involved "family". I did put it behind me initially and tried to move on, but then interview after interview evaporated as she piled on even after I had left, and I almost couldn't breathe for a week I was so enraged at the treachery of it all.

I'm definitely in a better work place, and would actuallty be very pleased it I hadn't lost several years financially.

I've been able to go several weeks now without thinking about it, so that's a start. I made a resolution to try not and give anyone who has hurt me any more consideration, as I know you just eat yourself up with it, but it's been a chore!

Best,

Norm

 

[Howard Wallace]

...I've been able to go several weeks now without thinking about it, so that's a start. I made a resolution to try not and give anyone who has hurt me any more consideration, as I know you just eat yourself up with it, but it's been a chore!
...

I had an enemy once who taught me an interesting lesson. Brilliant guy. a former Yale professor, and a respected professional. He struck at the heart of my family, attacked me in court, and caused me a lot of emotional and financial damage. I battled him in my head for years. He finally lost his job and the ability to practice his profession.

Then he died.

It was like I had been pushing on a wall with all my strength and then it evaporated. I was off balance for some time. It became evident how much real-estate he had been occupying in my brain.

Sometimes you find your teachers in interesting places.

I am reminded of a little book I came upon at Kopan monastery in Nepal back in the 70s. I wrote out the text. Here it is.

 

[bonpo yogi]

Howard,

Thank you so much for sharing this, I really enjoyed it.
Is this a tonglen practice?

Namaste,

John

 

[Howard Wallace]

...Is this a tonglen practice?
...

John, Since I am not of the Tibetan (or any other) tradition, I won't presume to classify this practice. I'm sure more knowledgable people than I can do so.

I look for wisdom where I can find it, and I thought I saw it here. If it really is there, it is in the stanzas themselves and available for anyone who cares to dig for it.

 

[Svashtar]

Thank you Howard. That is really beautiful. I shall do my best to take at least some of it to heart, as much as I am able to carry away in any case.

Best Regards,

Norm

 

[Cpl Punishment]

That's beautiful, Howard.

I tried thinking like that, and that's part of how I got mistreated -- by sociopaths that feed on such things.

One of the things I found in my soul-searching is that I am what I am.

What I am is a rational westerner, and I like to boil things down to their simplest level, rather than the esoteric. My philosophy takes two quick stanzas:

I shall visit honor upon the honorable.
I shall visit respect upon the respectable.
I shall visit disdain and trials upon the vile.

I shall love and treasure my friends as the precious gems they are.
I shall give my enemies no quarter.
I shall give the benefit of the doubt to all others until they choose one of the two paths.

 

[Howard Wallace]

Sociopaths exist. I can vouch for that.

Not so sure about easterners and westerners. We're all here on this little blue marble together. We're more alike than we might pretend.

The Dalai Lama commented on the text above in the early '80s. He also raised and discussed the idea of sociopaths and how one would integrate the fact of their existence into such a philosophy. I won't spoil the exploration for you by mentioning what he said. The important point is that sensible people anywhere may recognize that there could be practical problems with this philosophy if the existance of the sociopath is not acknowledged.

Common sense sometimes cuts across any east/west boundaries we might try to erect.

On the other hand, in order to interpret any in-depth philosophy, one can not just write it off because a first glance seems to run contrary to common sense. Sometimes common sense is not as common as it should be, and sometimes what is most common is not sensible.

The most important thing is to think about the big issues, and honestly delve into them. People who do that, no matter their starting tradition or lack of tradition, can discuss things and often tend to profit from the interchanges.

 

[JOE68]

Well, I had This Dream about kukri.

I did have one dream recently about Nepal, but not kukri specifically, except that I had my rig on me. I found myself waking up in a structure much like a yurt, but it was wood and stone all around, with only the top being canvas. I walked outside and there were people walking down this long path away from the village, and up came Auntie, saying she wondered if I was going to sleep through the whole festival. Anyway, we end up on this sort of terraced valley with some sort of festival going on below with people dancing, doing all kinds of baton work, tumbling, etc in very bright colored clothes. There were wagons drawn by oxen and all manner of such things. We were all just sitting there, drinking tea and watching the show. I clearly remember my though: It's nice here. I didn't have much (just that small hut with some clothes, a little food, a couple nice rugs someone had given me, etc. My kukri rig was probably the most expensive thing there. I felt at ease. It was just maybe a 10 minute walk to the village to do my work (blacksmith), I had my little hut, I didn't worry about "stuff", or running a rat race, I could live and enjoy the people around me.

I have a feeling that one day I'm going to walk off to search for that life and not come back.




Svashtar, Danny, I know just how you feel. After a life-changing (really life ending) event a few years ago, I'd been consumed by hatred and thoughts of revenge, and it was making things worse and worse (My event wasn't unlike yours, Norm, except it was my own family that did it to me). I can't say I'm over it, but these last few months of introspection, and in the end, giving the guilty a good sorting out, I think I can move on, though there's really nothing left in my life that I want to do right now, so I don't know where I'm going to go. Wandering off sounds better by the day.

I don't think you're the only one who has dreams like that.
I think I would like to live in your village too.

 

[JOE68]

That's beautiful, Howard.

I tried thinking like that, and that's part of how I got mistreated -- by sociopaths that feed on such things.

One of the things I found in my soul-searching is that I am what I am.

What I am is a rational westerner, and I like to boil things down to their simplest level, rather than the esoteric. My philosophy takes two quick stanzas:

I shall visit honor upon the honorable.
I shall visit respect upon the respectable.
I shall visit disdain and trials upon the vile.

I shall love and treasure my friends as the precious gems they are.
I shall give my enemies no quarter.
I shall give the benefit of the doubt to all others until they choose one of the two paths.

I appreciate your philosophy and think I will write it down and carry it with me.
It is the closest thing that I have found to my own philososphy expressed in words.

 

[Cpl Punishment]

Sociopaths exist. I can vouch for that.

Not so sure about easterners and westerners. We're all here on this little blue marble together. We're more alike than we might pretend.

The Dalai Lama commented on the text above in the early '80s. He also raised and discussed the idea of sociopaths and how one would integrate the fact of their existence into such a philosophy. I won't spoil the exploration for you by mentioning what he said. The important point is that sensible people anywhere may recognize that there could be practical problems with this philosophy if the existance of the sociopath is not acknowledged.

Common sense sometimes cuts across any east/west boundaries we might try to erect.

On the other hand, in order to interpret any in-depth philosophy, one can not just write it off because a first glance seems to run contrary to common sense. Sometimes common sense is not as common as it should be, and sometimes what is most common is not sensible.

The most important thing is to think about the big issues, and honestly delve into them. People who do that, no matter their starting tradition or lack of tradition, can discuss things and often tend to profit from the interchanges.

I think you misunderstood me Howard. I didn't write anything off. Nor did I mean to even imply that it goes against common sense. In fact, I think that what I said is very close to what you transcribed, except that I see it that sometimes certain types of people are better met with a kick in the face than peaceful nonresistance.

As a Scot, I think you understand that.

 

[DannyinJapan]

I have to tell you: Such thoughts are not possible for a man who has had his living heart ripped out by his own wife.

 

[Howard Wallace]

You've brought up very good points, well worthy of consideration. Appearances of misunderstanding are probably just that.

We're far afield from khukuri dreams. Or perhaps not.

In any case, it will be interesting to hear in what other manners the khukuri bubbles out of the collective unconscious here in the Cantina.

Anyone else with dreams to share?