The Dream As Compost: A Special Dream Essay For Earth Day
There is so much richness in the poem “This Compost,” by Walt Whitman. Whitman uses the compost metaphor beautifully. Perhaps you can relate to the natural cycling process that he walks us through. It speaks to me personally, reflecting my inner landscape and experience with dreamwork. It also points to a natural journey we all experience as humans on this earth.
Journey Of The Blue Flame
At the beginning of my Natural Dreamwork journey, I had a series of dreams in which a blue flame appeared. In the first dream, the blue flame combusted into a destructive conflagration that engulfed me. In another, the flame emitted slyly from an electrical outlet only to disappear when I went toward it. In yet another, I wholly extinguished it because I was afraid. Working these dreams, I came to understand that this blue flame was my own internal blue fire speaking to me, asking for attention, sometimes gently, sometimes violently.
A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM
The imagination is an essential medium for the sacred to emerge...
The Poetic Imagination And The Natural Dream
Everyone dreams, but why do we dream? For the past fifteen years I've spent tens of thousands of hours talking to people about their dreams, with careful attention. And I strongly believe that dreams do have a purpose. They have the capacity to heal us. They carry a natural medicine, and over time people can learn certain techniques for finding that medicine and making use of it.