Happy Matriarch’s Day!
Whether you are the mother of children, the mother of ideas, a nurturer of animals or of communities–I’m wishing you a meaningful Mother’s Day. And whether this is a day of celebration or remembrance, of gathering with others or missing someone you love, I hope you will honor yourself wth gifts of radical self-care in whatever form best serves you.
Feeling like you don’t belong? Have you tried to join?
I got more out of that woman’s share than I did the previous one hour and fifty-five minutes of content. And I’ve been thinking about it ever since: How much more might have gained from that online experience if I’d done more than just log in, sit back, and wait to be wowed? What might I have learned if I’d committed my full attention and my open heart to what was being offered?
Finding What’s Lovely In Another Pandemic Winter
If you’re having trouble finding what’s lovely about January this year, you’re not alone. I’ve been hearing from many of you, and it seems that all the courage and positivity we mustered as we headed into our first pandemic in 2020—is wearing as thin as an old pair of socks. And yet there are comforts to be had, even on snow-covered New England days. Sartre was right, the compact elegance of a poem can be deeply satisfying at this time of year. Dreams offer another source of consolation.
How Dreams Helped a Poet Find Her Voice
“Thanks to my training with Tzivia and the Institute for Dream Studies, and with Tzivia’s Dreaming on the Page (DOTP) offerings, I have finally begun in earnest to weave together these two muses. When I write, I honor my dreams and infuse them into my waking world, and when I dream, I open to the fertile field of inner voice and direct revelation.” –Poet Jennie Meyer
What do you do when poems run dry?
Scraping the bottom of the dry well of inspiration this morning at breakfast, I wondered: “Where is the next poem?” I scooped some yogurt into a bowl, grabbed a section of past editions of the Sunday New York Times that had piled up on the sideboard–and within moments I found my answer.
Another World Opens When the Inner Poet Emerges
“For this poem, I combined a dream, a real-life situation, and the words of an inspiring poet, as we were instructed to do in one of the lessons in the DOTP course. I do not think of myself as a poet, but I felt the poet within me emerge as I did the Dreaming on the Page lessons.” –Dolly R.
‘To be a creative soul I need to nurture my dreams’
When we combine dreams and writing we joyfully release the stories and poems that want to be expressed through us. the Dreamng on the Page Writers Showcase will be an occasional column where I sharing the work from writers who recently completed the Dreaming on the Page writing courses. Each piece is selected because, like a memorable dream, it contains beauty and meaning that’s too good not to share.
A Poet Dreaming: An Interview with Lesléa Newman
The connection between dreams and poetry can be illustrated simply by pulling a book of poetry off a shelf, poet Lesléa Newman says. “Open to the table of contents and you’ll almost always find a poem with the word dream in the title.”
I’m dreaming on the page for a cause
Some people ride bicycles from one end of the state to the other to raise money for a good cause. Others walk for miles or run marathons. I’ll be writing a poem a day for 30 days to benefit immigrants in my community.
What If I Can’t Become Lucid?
While the classic definition of lucid dreaming is to know you are dreaming while you are dreaming, there are many degrees of lucidity—both awake and dreaming.