I had an extraordinary dream a couple of nights ago. In it, a gift comes in the mail. I open it to find two actual moons someone somehow gathered from far out in space, each a little larger than a softball, smaller than a basketball. In my waking life I
I had a dream not too long ago in which I was witnessing a huge, gorgeous spiral galaxy, the stars twinkling like diamonds against a velvety dark sky. On one of the arms of the galaxy however I noticed a huge mass, like a glut of stars all tangled up
My sister sent this poem to me today. I liked it enough to want to pass it along.
God Says Yes To Me
by Kaylin Haught
I asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic
and she said yes
I asked her if it was okay to be short
and she said it sure is
I asked
Listening to dreams in a dream group this week, awareness suddenly arrived regarding something I have been doing instinctively for years but hadn’t really made conscious yet. Listening into a dream I need to go to the dreamtime, meet the dreamer there and listen to all of his or her
Today as I was listening to some dreams I thought, as I often do, of the nature of that which comes to us through the dreamtime as constant, continual revelation from Source, God, Spirit, whatever we call it. Sacred scriptures of the many religions have eternal wisdom in them, but
A sweet client who does regular dream work with me gave me permission yesterday to share a line from her dream. In it someone she respects directly advised her “Search your dreams for buried wisdom.” The dreams that came in a stream right after that were like an archaeological dig,
Many years ago, once upon a time, I had a dream of a person I had never heard of named Angeles Arrien. I wrote her name in my dream journal and thought it must be a metaphor or story about angels. I kept playing with the words in my head.
I just started the book Dreamways of the Iroquois by Robert Moss. I want to quote some of his words because he says very well and succinctly what I feel, think and have committed my life to. It is always gratifying to find someone who is saying what is essential
Those who have compared our life to a dream were right…. We sleeping wake, and waking sleep.
-Michel de Montaigne, Essays, 1580
I believe this is true. I really believe this is true.
Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream,
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Life is but a dream.
Warning, this dream is not for the faint-hearted. Don’t read this if gory images upset you. It offers insight, I believe, into the paralyzing sadness I have been experiencing the last couple of days and wrote about last night, and seems to suggest it is part of a collective as well