Super Sandra Day O’Satya, Defender of the Highest Law

December 16, 2012 — dream, justice, Sandra Day O'Connor

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I idealize and adore Sandra Day O’Connor, so it was not really a surprise to find her as a super hero in my dream last night.  She was a super judge, which of course she is, but her super powers had expanded beyond the regular earthy ones. My visual recall of my dreams is still pretty crumby, but the ability to hold on the the basic story and characters is improving.  She could swoop in like Mighty Mouse or Batman.  She wore fashionable street clothes, not the  robe, but did have one of the little collar thingys they wear.  She had those same piercing baby blue eyes that had a spectrum of vision that showed her where the rule of law was being abused by the cranky pants people.

The cranky group was diverse and included cops and judges along with regular angry bird citizens (the one’s we think might shoot somebody).  The judge archetype seeks to balance justice and compassion.  The shadow judge manifests as destructive criticism, judging without compassion, as misuse of legal authority, or threatening others through association with the law.  Sandra Day was angelic and gave darshan and peace to the cranky panted ones.  She had a clarity about her, as one might expect from  cross between a real life Supreme and my dream judge/ justice avenger.  She restored order like Jesus healed the sick.  She had no props, no wand, no sleigh, just the truth.  She was so brilliant that she enlightened the darkness in all the hearts she touched.  What she did have in common with Santa was a need to keep moving because there was so much clarity, justice, and compassion to be distributed to all the good little girls and boys. By  applying  exactly the same fair and equal treatment to all the bad little girls and boys she proved that she was so beyond Supreme.

In real life Sandra Day and I are both Arizona hotties, although she is a Phoenician.  She is co chair of  an institute to foster civility in Tucson at the U of A.  Her reputation for civility is epic, not that unlike my dream Super Supreme Sandra.  Her favorite poem in real life tells her secret to Supremehood ( and SuperSupremehood):

Sometime when you’re feeling important;
Sometime when your ego’s in bloom
Sometime when you take it for granted
You’re the best qualified in the room,

Sometime when you feel that your going
Would leave an unfillable hole,
Just follow these simple instructions
And see how they humble your soul;

Take a bucket and fill it with water,
Put your hand in it up to the wrist,
Pull it out and the hole that’s remaining
Is a measure of how you will be missed.

You can splash all you wish when you enter,
You may stir up the water galore,
But stop and you’ll find that in no time
It looks quite the same as before.

The moral of this quaint example
Is do just the best that you can,
Be proud of yourself but remember,
There’s no indispensable man.

[Saxon N. White Kessinger, There is No Indispensable Man (1959).]

How simple.  These instructions, followed regularly can easily lead to civil discourse. This Supreme’s got SOUL. Let us all wish her luck on her nocturnal flights through the universe. Hi- Ho, SuperSandra, away.  Let’s assume that this poem is the gift she wants us all to use while she is busy fighting injustice.

You better not