June is a month we celebrate Father’s Day…and how often we see in dreams male figures who come in many ways…fatherly, manly, frightening, challenging, dismissive and more. When we step into a dream we explore these figures to see what it is they want us to know about...
How do our dead live on in our dreams?
One evening sitting in my midnight loft, I was gazing quietly at one of our Navajo rugs and feeling how analogous they are to our dreams...
I see an adolescent girl from behind; long legs and shorts. She turns toward me and has the head and mane of a wolf. She is beautiful, magnificent, real.
I discover 'the hand that can feel the pulse of a flower'.
“Mothers are lost to their daughters when they’re lost to themselves.” ~Geneen Roth
The huge man does not give answers. He himself is the answer.
“It grows such sweet things out of such corruptions.”
As Elijah enters the room, it is the emergence of the timeless within time.
Every image in our dreams is potentially a burning bush.