Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the way is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path that never will be trod again. Wanderer, there is no road– Only wakes upon the sea. Caminante, son tus huellas el camino, [...]
Posts in the Dreams category
Creating Space
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I had a dream the other night: In the building where we live one of the condos is going to be rented out for a couple of months, so I decide to go take a look at it. When I first walk in, there is a small cramped kitchen with a stairway going up from [...]
Awe and Wonder
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Both photos are by Jack Finch from the Science Photo Library In the first few days of our trip through Ireland I had this dream: My husband and I are on a cruise through Alaska and go up on the top deck in the middle of the night. The sky is black with a thousand stars glittering across it. [...]
Essential Flow
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I shared a couple of months ago dreams I was having about playing the cello. After my third dream in about a month, I woke up and went for a walk to pray with the images that kept repeating themselves to me to pay attenton. Toward the end of my walk I went by [...]
Cello Dreams and Synchronicity
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I have been having dreams lately of cellos. The cello is my favorite instrument and I have always wanted to learn to play sometime in my life. The first two dreams were brief: In the first I am lying down on a bed and a man hands me a cello and tells me to play horizontally and I can beautifully [...]
The Practice of Dream-Tending
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Dreams All night the dark buds of dreams open richly. In the center of every petal is a letter, and you imagine if you could only remember and string them all together they would spell the answer. It is a long night, and not an easy one– you have so many branches, and there are [...]
Sleep is the Prayer of the Body
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Sleep is the prayer of the body shrouding itself in holy surrender. It is an act of supplication, with its secret longing for the things embodied in luminous darkness. What happens in that moment of great release into the total eclipse of night when the body descends into the cradle of dreaming? Does the breath [...]
Unfolding, Bridges, and Openings
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Fluent I would love to live Like a river flows Carried by the surprise Of its own unfolding. -John O'Donohue, conamara blues I discovered this poem today and am in love with its simplicity and imagery. I too want to live life surprised by the ways my life continues to unfold. I want to delight [...]
Hidden Rooms
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My birthday is tomorrow which always gives me pause for reflection, as a midway point in the year. About eight years ago, when I was visiting Santa Fe, I had my astrological chart done for fun. My aunt had recommended a psychic she knew working there, and so having just finished my first year of [...]
God the Dreamer
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I was on retreat this weekend at St. Placid Priory, a wonderful Benedictine women’s community in Lacey where I am an Oblate. It was our annual oblate weekend retreat. The retreat theme was inspired by the feast of Pentecost which Christian churches celebrated yesterday. I had an interesting prayer experience connected to my previous post [...]
