Tag Archives: dreams
Sweet Peas
During the last two weeks I was involved in an eleven-day chanting/ Kundalini class that included a daily walk and chant. I added this practice to a nightly practice of doing the Aquarian Sadhna Chant, which I have been doing … Continue reading
Moriah is Mulling about Her Cups
Anger and other kinds of complexes in us are fed by energy we stash in the complexes. It is always a struggle to figure out how to catch on to ourselves so we release this energy before it does any serious harm. This story tries to address this complex of anger and the notion of forgiveness and how anger and forgiveness might fin together. Continue reading
New Year 01/02/2021
While dreams are my go to modality for being of service to others, I also could not do that work without the help of meditation. It is like some kind of cushion which protects me and puts me on my feet all at the same time. Continue reading
Moriah Grapples with Scapegoating
Moriah knew about the rituals of scapegoating. What started out as a ritual of putting all the blame for evil onto the head of one person and murdering them was no longer practiced. It moved into the idea that a goat … Continue reading
The Mask
I was invited or more accurately was able to go the Cape Charles, because a friend found herself there without her favorite nieces who were too busy at College. I had a great time and while there was some remnant … Continue reading
The Scythe and the Reaper
Mirrors sometimes appear in dreams so we can see a reflection of something like our own death. But the dream also brings the motif of the Phoenix, rising as the soul rises after death out of this little corner of the universe. Continue reading
The Zero Card
I am going through a realization again that I am on the broad and fiery road and not on the narrow street, straightforward, wherever the spirit leads. This had been coming slowly to me because of the way I am … Continue reading
The River And Little Robin Redbreasts
As sometimes happens I have Saturday to myself and when the river beckons from the mountains in the west, I have little option but to drive out there, past the ice cream parlor and on to Rawley. By the time … Continue reading
And then the Elastic Snapped.
Getting a handle on the dreams takes a little time and as Marian Woodman PhD said in one of those old tapes I had years ago, “Do not tell me you are not prepared to put an hour a day into this most precious of gifts.” Continue reading
Stop Squirreling Around
I am trying to learn the lessons the squirrels bring to me and am left with the notion that I have to let go of my irritated and angry self to resolve the issue. I want to be in peace and love and intend to get there, even with the squirrels chewing and scratching in my over head space. Maybe a metaphor for my own head space . Continue reading
