Claudia Dawson 7/1/25 Claudia Dawson 7/1/25

Frog Medicine

The frogs are jumping out of my chest. In the dream, it is a wooden chest, but the chest is also my heart, and the frogs are my raw emotions—some transparent, some not. I want to put them back in, but they want to be free. Later in the dream, I see the frogs outside, growing in cocoons like butterflies. I understand that even the most immature emotions deserve a metamorphosis.