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Dreamcatcher 141: 3″ Brass metal ring

The Dreamcatcher represents the sacred hoop, the great circle of life of which we are all apart. The web design is symbolic of our brother, the spider. The spider’s web is spun in one continuous strand. As is the Dreamcatcher making it symbolic of eternity, reminding us that the spirit is eternal and lives on even after death.

Available in various sizes and colours. Authentically crafted with hand-picked willow or grape vine, or made with brass metal ring wrapped in leather. Artificial sinew is used for weaving.

Purchase individually or have one added to a gift basket.

Our handmade Dreamcatchers can also be custom crafted to suit your needs; just send us an email with your specific details and we will get back to you.

$15.00

Additional Information

Made with love by Deb’s mom, Mary Longboat. Mary is Mohawk from the Six Nations of the Grand River. Her Spirit name is Kewadinung Kwe (North Star Woman).

Authentically crafted; made with 3″ Metal brass ring handwrapped in tan leather. Artificial sinew is used for weaving. Feather is artificial, burgundy, approx. 2.25″ long.

 The Dreamcatcher represents the sacred hoop, the great circle of life of which we are all apart. The web design is symbolic of our brother, the spider. The spider’s web is spun in one continuous strand. As is the Dreamcatcher making it symbolic of eternity, reminding us that the spirit is eternal and lives on even after death.

The Dream Catcher is intended to protect the sleeping individual from negative dreams while letting positive dreams through. The Dream Catcher when hung over or near your bed, catches the dreams as they flow by. The positive dreams would slip through the hole in the center of the Dream Catcher, and glide down the feathers to the sleeping person below. The negative dreams would get caught up in the web and disappear with the first rays of Father Sun.

Sweet Dreams,

Kewadinung Kwe