Category Archives: dreams
Dreams of deception and contamination
I visited with my friend who has a two year old who is playing up on his ability to monopolize her time. I can be impatient, perhaps having a slight temper tantrum of my own, while looking on. I was … Continue reading
Solstice and Advent
It is Advent, a time of renewal and it is Solstice, a time of change. It is the time of the return of the light. It is the time of the birth of the new. Our sun lines up with … Continue reading
The Leprechaun and her Ego
Mariah entertained a friend, Roisin Dearg, who was visiting from out-of-town. They had a fine time going around together for a few weeks. Mariah wanted her to tell dreams but she kept them to herself. She wanted Mariah to study … Continue reading
The Train Story from the Big Apple
New York, on the subway, is always an interesting experience, because of the multitude of people, of different ethnicities, dress, orientation and speech. If I travel on my own, I am standing looking at the map of the underground, working … Continue reading
Poetry
I am part of a poetry group led by Susan Facknitz Phd. We meet about twice a month at Our Community Place. I love the way it stimulates my imagination and gives me a focus for my next piece of peotry … Continue reading
A trip to the beach
I am thinking about the Water of Life and saying some prayers so that it will enter me – the water, that if I drink it I will never be thirsty again. I remembered a painting in the Vatican Museum … Continue reading
The Leprechaun and Water of Life
Mariah said the mantra for an hour to have the Water of Life enter her. She was at the ocean edge and surely if there was some Water of Life available she would get it here. She exercised in … Continue reading
Music is the Food of Love
Music heals the wounds of love, the deep emotional ones. Music can jump start our days. The Blue Danube can be used for healing depression. Annie De Franko can get a Gen E-xer in touch with her wild coming out … Continue reading
Leprechaun at the River
Next day Mariah put on her shoes with the upturned toes and a bell on top and every time it rang a little she said, “I am.” She was on the old river path on a lovely warm fall day. … Continue reading
Rose Longworth Counseling 