Once upon a time, about twelve years ago, I bought new and rather edgy eyewear, quite different from the more-or-less transparent frames I had been wearing. I stepped out, expecting comments from people who knew me well. “I love your jacket!” several people said, while others asked if I’d changed my hairstyle, and almost everyone
I can mark out my life in dreams, as if turning the pages of a photo album. Most key events and turning points were preceded or accompanied by vivid dreams, and I know the same will be true of the years ahead. It’s not that my dreams predicted my future. Like all dreams, they connected
I have just emailed Issue 200 of our monthly Dream Sight News out to our subscribers, and shared the article I wrote for our first issue, back on 11.11.1998. The story is old, but still true. I guess it’s the story behind my dream sight, my in-sight. I called the article I-Sight, and thought I’d
Finish this statement using just one word: “The world is …” Maybe your word was big, or round, or polluted, or over-crowded, or dying, or abundant, or hopeful, or breathing, or alive, or beautiful, or exciting, or changing. You would probably choose a different word on a different day, or at a different hour, depending
