Dreaming…
…is my spiritual practice.
My Dream Journal
to inspire fellow dreamers
Dreaming is indeed and has always been my spiritual practice. After more than 20 years engaged in the art of dreaming, I open my dream journal to you. May my practice and process of conversing with and honoring my dreams serve to encourage and inspire you in your relationship with yours.
May 9, 2011
May 9, 2011 ~ Daytime and nighttime journeys lately with Raven, showing me freedom and possibility.
February 21, 2011
February 21, 2011 ~ A little girl gives me a candle to light and asks to be a part of the Grandfather ritual and to visit me often.
February 1, 2011
February 1, 2011 ~ Earth Mama spirit guide whispers advice about becoming more embodied in order to invite in Baby Soul.
December 26, 2010
December 26, 2010 ~ Daytime and nighttime dream images for first page of new dream journal.
February 17, 2007
February 17, 2007 ~ The house I’m in is built on water. I’m standing at a window looking out at the deep, vast water everywhere that surrounds me.
February 16, 2007
February 16, 2007 ~ The ticket Raven gave me a while ago, inviting me to return so that we could have that important talk.
November 25, 2006
November 25, 2006 ~ I’m in a classroom, helping kids with an art experiential of making a “home”, and now I’m in a town that is flooding. I’m trying to keep 2 people afloat in this fast current.
November 6, 2006
November 6, 2006 ~ I’m holding someone’s joy in my hands. I am floating, swirling…
October 15, 2006
October 15, 2006 ~ I’m in a strange world and I don’t know my way around. It’s tricky and magical and has portals and lots of water slides. It’s hard to get to the same place twice. A little kid is trying to steal my special object that I’m holding in my hands. We all have a little unique carved wooden object that we keep close to us and it gives us clues as to where to go in town to discover things about ourselves.
April 27, 2006
April 27, 2006 ~ I am walking and recognize the Polar Bear standing, so I stop. He is my Spirit Guide. He’s here for me.
October 30, 2005
October 30, 2005 ~ A collection of recent daytime and nighttime images for the first page of my new dream journal.
August 31, 2005
August 31, 2005 ~ I’m digging out my grave, carving it just right, making it special. I lay in it to see if I’ll fit and it’s a little tight as I’ve filled it with all of my favorite things. The date on my grave is almost past due and I’m nervous that the guards will make me stay. I start to panic when I realize that I’m not ready to die.
March 29, 2005
March 29, 2005 ~ We’ve bought a house in the woods and I’m worried for the dark of night to come, as I hear that there have been recent robberies. I walk back from the store with a large calendar in my arms and see the shadow of a robber in my home. I run through the green grass to the crisis intervention team at my internship site. They return with me to my home and I’m grateful to have protection so I can sleep.
October 29, 2004
October 29, 2004 ~ A large full container is being emptied of all of its backed-up waste through a large hose. I have a sense that I’m letting go of all that I’ve been holding in my internship work.
September 18, 2004
September 18, 2004 ~ In a holy place, picking up the ghosts of kids. I’m sad and see flashes of light in this dark room.
September 17, 2004
September 17, 2004 ~ Dream images since starting internship: honey spoon in my hand, keys to internship, keys to the hearth must be turned with the mouth, wires to phone/light, ghosts of kids, flashes of light in the dark, dark rainy night, lovely things like a glass pitcher and a pot on the stove, boats, snow, grass, rain, dark room, window, ocean, table.
August 18, 2004
August 18, 2004 ~ I have a honey spoon in my hand while I’m holding a large subwoofer in my arms, hugging it to my chest, in order to hear the less obvious parts of the song. Keys to my internship site are around me.