A woman in line at my booksigning at the Boulder Bookstore asked if she could tell me a dream. When the line had thinned a little, I could give her full attention. She told me a dream confirmed by a coincidence: “I dreamed I was on the beach with my ex, though we divorced 20…

When I was presenting at a Mind, Body, Spirit Festival in Sydney some years ago, an imposing Aboriginal healer named Burnum Burnum, his great beard lapping over a blue frock coat, grabbed me as we were leaving the platform together. “You’re one of mine, mate, so I’m going to show you something.” He drew me…

Dreaming is traveling. In our dream bodies we get out there, leaving the physical body behind. This goes on every night whether we intend it or not. Lucid dreamers, intentional astral travelers and shamanic journeyers embark on these excursions consciously. My recent post about Ruby Modesto’s 13 levels of shamanic dreaming and her difficulty –…

Cara was haunted by horrific dreams of blood and death in Vietnam for forty years. As described in yesterday’s article, in our work together I realized that we needed to determine exactly how memories that did not belong to her or to immediate family members had come to invade her nights. This is the story…

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