
Full circle
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 her hand. It seems an appropriate memory to resurface at this time of year, when we’re all trying to finish

Your dream alchemy prescription
People get quite excited when they hear about it. “Oh, this is amazing,” a radio presenter said to me recently during a breakfast show, “and it makes so much sense!” We were talking about how to combine the art and science of interpreting dreams, and I gave a very simple example of looking at a dream as an analogy: Imagine you dreamed you couldn’t get your car started. You wake up the next day and

The best job in the world
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 – well, maybe for you. I’ve been training students in the art and science of dream therapy for two decades,

Deep roots
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 until now. We moved into this particular house when I was two, and left when I was nine, but it

Tell me a story
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 an intriguing dream symbol. If you’ve guessed I’m going to write about doing a dream dialogue, no, I’m not. Today’s

Dream medicine
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, insights that, like the medicine, are easy to take, delightful to absorb and apply in your waking life. Sometimes the

What’s your superpower?
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 joyfully fly over a few steps at a time in a kind of loop the loop fashion. “It’s my superpower,”

What your dream means
It’s a cherished belief of several popular approaches to dream interpretation that only the dreamer knows the meaning of their dream, and that input from others should never involve telling the dreamer what their dream means. One widespread method advocates sharing a dream with a group of people who then each, in turn, say, “If this were my dream …” and then describe the meaning that they would derive from such a dream if indeed,

The Sandman
I’ve got this earworm as I write, and it’s all because Michael emailed me a link yesterday to “Find the #1 Song on the Day You Were Born”. It turns out the number one song on 22 December 1954 was Mr Sandman by The Chordettes, with its opening line, “Mr Sandman, Bring me a dream …”, and while I don’t call on the Sandman each night as I go to bed, I do relish what

The ancient alchemist
In a dream last week, an ancient alchemist leaned in close and shared his advice: “When you work with the feminine, work with earth. When you work with the masculine, work with metal. When you gain clarity, work with Perspex.” The previous day, I had been puzzling over the way to approach the next step in a project. There were several possibilities, each quite different. I had been working long hours and knew that a