by Admin | Feb 3, 2017 | dreams, dreamwork
Like dreams, poems have a certain mystery to them for me. My Dad loved poems. He felt the mystery of them too. A couple of years ago, I was looking for ways to connect with Dad so I took a poetry class. One day, I invited him along and that opened up something new...
by Admin | Feb 3, 2017 | dreams, dreamwork
Dream: I’m on a huge slide. I slide down and when I get to the bottom there is a place where you are supposed to jump for the final excitement. It’s part of the ride. I’ve done it before but this time I stop. I’m scared. I look down and I can’t even see the bottom...
by Admin | Feb 3, 2017 | dreams, dreamwork
Dream: There is a wise Asian man that is showing me and another woman how to cut a watermelon to get to the juiciest, tastiest part – the darker red part deep inside of it. He’s got some special knowledge about it to show us. We eat it together, sloppily diving into...
by Admin | Feb 3, 2017 | dreams, dreamwork
Dream: I’m walking on a path. There are huge snakes on the path and somehow I can’t help but step on them. I am terrified. The snakes aren’t moving – just lying there. Rodger asks me again and again what I feel when I step on the snakes. He is trying to help me get...
by Admin | Feb 3, 2017 | dreams, dreamwork
Dream: I’m outside on a tour in New York City. The tour guide is talking about remembering the firefighters. I am sitting next to a girl (we are in our 20s or so) and we both burst into tears. We turn our heads toward each other, touching them and cry and cry at the...
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