In a dream the night before last, I pulled a very long hair from my nose. It was metres long, seemingly unending, and when I did finally pull it free, the pain woke me up. We’ll get to the dream and what it meant, but I must begin with the story of driving home from
This episode is studded with stories, and in-between the storytelling is an exercise you can do to get a fresh perspective on the meaning of a dream. It’s an exercise in storytelling. You get a prominent symbol from a dream to tell the whole dream story from its perspective. Listen in to find out how
We’re celebrating our 200th episode with something a little different. My guest, Anthony Metivier, creator of the Magnetic Memory Method and author of a range of books about memory and language learning, shares his tips on how to remember more of your dreams by building a dream memory palace. Intrigued? Tired of having his sleep
My book, The Dream Handbook, will be published by Hachette (Australia) on 30 January and by Piatkus (UK) on 22 February, so I’m getting into book launch frame of mind. If you already have my last book, Dream Alchemy, a much-loved classic first published in 2003, you’ll discover that The Dream Handbook is an updated
I woke up in the middle of the night remembering a discussion I had with Veronica, a school friend, on a bus trip sometime during my early teens. “Is time a straight line, an endless cycle of circles, or a spiral?” she asked, drawing invisible lines, circles, and spirals in the air with a sweep of
Today’s the day the doors open wide for enrolment into the dream therapist professional certificate online courses at The Dream Academy. Yes, we’re launched, and so delighted to welcome the first students whose names have graced the waiting list for the past weeks and months. They’re in, and happily exploring, and now we’re ready for
After living in Australia for more than half my life, I found myself back in England last month, standing in front of one of my childhood homes. Although I had revisited a hundred times in my dreams over the decades, I hadn’t made the physical trip to the south coast to trace those early years
As the wonderful mysteries of life and twists of fate would have it, I have lost my voice on the very morning that I had set aside to write this blog. Yes, you’re correct. I don’t need a speaking voice to write, but the subject I had already chosen was how to give voice to
Close your eyes, it’s late in the evening, and time for your dream medicine. Here we go, counting down now, ten, nine, eight, relaxing, floating deeply down, let the healing begin. No drugs required, but the prescription is clear: dream. Sometimes the medicine is sweet and tasty, a deliciously sensual dream gifting grace and restoration,
It was the middle of the night, both in reality, because I was asleep, and in my dream, because it was dark and no-one was up. No-one apart from me and the young boy I was teaching to fly. I had been walking down the staircase like a normal human being, when I started to
