“We welcome dream reader, Jane Teresa, onto the breakfast show,” a radio presenter announced earlier this morning, and I had to smile to myself: there it was again, call it synchronicity, a prod from the universe, or meaningful coincidence, those two words, dream reader, gave me the thumbs up for the blog idea I had
How do you respond when the winds of change sweep your way? Do you hold back in fear, look for an escape route, try to put off the inevitable, fight to stand your ground, defend and strengthen the status quo, take a giant leap of faith and let the winds of change carry you, or
How creative is your dreaming mind at weaving what’s happening around you while you sleep into a dream? Someone knocking on your door, an alarm clock that fails to wake you, a snoring partner, a cooking smell, a cold blast of air, can all find their ways into a dream, but usually in a surreal
“You don’t have enough nightmares on The Dream Show,” said Abigail, my guest in this episode, “so I’m bringing mine, a nightmare about three scorpions.” The dream is scary enough, as Abigail notices three scorpions in her bedroom, and zooms in, in the nightmare, to their shiny black stinging tails. One has her cornered. Should
“Should we be scared? What’s going to happen? Do you know?” asked a woman sitting close to me, last week, as we waited for the show to begin. The performance space, decked out with memorabilia of unexplained phenomena (a yeti glared down at me from a framed poster), was suitably dimmed, as we sat shoulder
Gay is my guest with a dream about going into a dark cave to look for her grandmother’s bones, discovering, to her delight, American Indian cave drawings, following these deeper into the darkness, only to be led to a terrifying demon. At this point Gay tried to wake up from her dream, but she was
Sometimes it’s just too hard to see your own blocks. You might feel their presence, an invisible, unnameable something that stands between you and where you want to be. In less enlightened times you might have decided you were cursed, darkly and subtly manipulated by the power of another. Today you might be curious about
Where do dreams and nightmares come from? The brain, the body, the mind, the soul, the universe, God, or the dream movie production unit at work, nightly, in the depths of our unconscious? Last week I saw the Pixar movie, Inside Out, (I give it five stars), which included a peek into the dream production
I get the message. Or should I say, I got the message, through a series of emails I received from various people, and through the tale of two feathers, which I am about to share. What was the message? Well, you probably noticed part of it, emblazoned in the title of this short blog, but
“I have a three year old patient who is having vivid nightmares of things he has never seen or experienced, like children trapped in a large hole, or something very violent like killing. He has never seen anything violent or scary, or had experiences of these.” I received this enquiry last week. The practitioner asked