Dreams during the coronavirus epidemic
Have your dreams become more vivid, crazy, momentous, and scary during the coronavirus crisis? Last week I wrote a blog about Dreams in the time of Covid-19 for my online learning platform, The Dream Academy. It covered the kinds of issues people are dreaming about, the value of using dreams to discover insight and potential solutions to issues and problems (think job loss, relationships, and so on), tips on how to quell middle-of-the-night anxiety, and
Blackbird calling: a synchronicity story
This little blackbird flew into our house on January 15 this year, and settled next to my nest of Orkney eggs, heralding both a synchronicity and a decision. Birds flying into our house are not a common occurrence. Thinking back over a lifetime I can only recall one other blackbird flying in, one dove walking in around 1996, and a bush turkey wandering in around 1995. So this little blackbird really drew my attention, as
Social dreaming
Imagine this: as you fall asleep and dream, a musician sits at his piano and reaches into the music sphere, opening to the dream world, composing music to gift you upon awakening. Then imagine this: You, the dreamer, fall asleep listening to that very same composition, reaching into the dream sphere, opening to the music, awakening with dream symbols you draw upon to create the collage art work for the musician’s album. The musician is
Visualisation versus dream alchemy
If you’ve been following my work, you’ll know that I encourage you to do dream alchemy visualisations to assist your unconscious mind in transforming blocks, but is there a place for doing ‘normal’ visualisations as well? One of our newsletter subscribers, Liziwe, recently asked if I would cover this topic in a blog, so this one’s for you, Liziwe! Oh, and for everyone else reading this blog too. Liziwe said, “I’m curious if you do
The hidden room in your dreams
Have you ever had a dream where you discover a previously hidden room, one that fills you with a sense of wonder and awe? What does it mean? It’s a common dream theme, so, chances are, you’ve either had this dream before, or you will in the future, but one thing is for certain: no matter how many millions or billions of people have dreamed of a wondrous hidden room, each version of the dream
Synchronicity Time
Are you ready for another little synchronicity story? I like to play with synchronicities as if they’re dreams, letting them unfold and tell their own tales: A couple of weeks ago I received a renewal notice for my driver’s licence, and decided to renew it for the maximum, another five years. It’s one of those things that can’t be done online, so I made a note to go and get it sorted while I had
When dreams ebb and flow
Are there weeks where you remember many dreams, and others where they seem to fade altogether? Have you ever had a dream drought, and what can you do to bring back the flow? Do dreams naturally ebb and flow over days, weeks, months, or even years, or is it our ability to recall our dreams that fluctuates? If you’ve been following my work, you’ll know that we all dream, although some conditions such as sleep
Reaching for the moon
I live quite lightly, but I do have some archive boxes where I keep special mementoes, and some things that I have treasured for so long that I can’t throw out. One of these ‘can’t throw out’ items is the first edition of a magazine that I made for my school in February 1966. It was only ever a single copy, because it was handwritten, glued, and stapled, but it was shared around the classes
Dreaming the same dream
“My wife and I both dreamed that our house was violently broken into. Why did we have the same dream, on the same night, at the same time?” I was on a Breakfast radio show in Perth, Western Australia, and the question came from Pete, one of the presenters. Since our discussion was live, I can share the story with you here. Many people might wake up from this dream and check the house for
Foraging for treasure
I was admiring photos of broken pieces of antique pottery, hand blown glass, a clay pipe, and an inkwell, all mudlarking treasures foraged from English river mud by Carys, a friend on Instagram, and it took me back to childhood expeditions to the gardening allotments near my grandmother’s house in Portsmouth, England. Portsmouth was heavily bombed during World War Two, with some 6,ooo houses destroyed and a greater number severely damaged. Both my maternal and