D is for Deer … and Devotion (CV)
As I rode in an open air taxi from the ferry to our camp on my arrival to St. John, in the Virgin Islands, a small family of deer crossed the road just in front …
C is for Coffee Pot: The ABCs of Dreams
For the past few weeks I’ve been teaching my students, who are teen moms, to make alphabet books for their babies using recycled manila file folders and colored markers . I don’t have a coffee …
Act on Your Dreams
act ækt / Spelled [akt] –verb To act, according to the dictionary, is: To do something; exert energy or force; be employed or operative: She acted on her dream of teaching others to better understand …
The Holidays are but a Dream (CV)
Last year at about this time I went to hear a Jungian analyst give a lecture in which he analyzed “A Christmas Carol” from a Jungian point of view. It was fascinating to hear him …
A Red Book of One’s Own/Start a Tradition (CV)
“Then when these things are in some precious book you can go to the book and turn over the pages and for you it will be your church – your cathedral – the silent places …
When the Dream Forcasts Rain (CV)
Dream: I find myself in a warmly lit parking lot outside a restaurant. Clouds are gathering, thickly layered, black and gray. There’s lightning in the distance. How will I get home? I ask if anyone …
Dreams within a dreams … so what’s real?
Anyone who has experienced the phenomenon of false awakenings, waking from a dream only to find she has entered yet another dream, has pondered the question of whether the dream is perhaps the true reality, …
Pondering: Who goes to sleep? Who goes to dream?
When I go to sleep I ask myself: Who is going to sleep and who is going to dream? The “I” that I know by day, (my body, my familiar identity, my ego), goes to …
Many ways to achieve lucidity … and not
The trick to lucid dreaming Sometimes I get the feeling my dreams are playing games with me. Recently when I attempted to have a lucid dream, I instead had a non-lucid dream of a window …
The Question of Dream Journals — Take 2
I guess I still haven’t totally recovered from my move, because I’m still thinking of all those cardboard boxes filled with journals … dream and day journals. I wasn’t sure where to put them all …