The Thing Under the Bed

The night before last, my four-year-old daughter was complaining about nightmares. Specifically she had a dream where, as she put it, she “saw her spirit and it was making scary faces” at her. In the dream she tried to hide with her mother, but every time she looked back there was her spirit making that…

“But I’m not ready for the monologue, director!”

I know it is cruelly ironic that I have chosen last night’s dream to record here when I have had any number of more interesting dreams, precognitive, revelatory and just plain fun, but there it is. Maybe it’s that I can’t believe that I am still susceptible to the classic “oh no, I am unprepared”…

Two Dreams and the Nature of Dreamtime

Dreamtime is atemporal. This for me is one of the most important statements that I can make for it is key to understanding the nature of spirit and therefore the divine. For two nights in a row I have had vividly intense dreams involving overtly religious themes involving Christianity. The night before last I dreamed…

Some Initiatory Dreams

The last few days have been very … active. We were to visit my parents at their vacation house down on the coast for a few days. This is normally a very fun proposition, but this time I could not help feel disconcerted. I have been exceedingly on edge and moody over the last week…

Through the Eyes of a Five-Year-Old

I just had the most amazing conversation with my five-year-old son. Among other things, we talked about some of the dreams he’d been having. Most surprising to me, and not a little pleasing, was one dream where he was floating through his room, bouncing off the ceiling; I’d had the exact same dream when I…

A Dream Remembered

Lately I’ve been haunted by a dream that I had almost exactly fifteen years ago. I was working as a resident volunteer social worker at a youth and drug project in London, and had just begun taking classes in Aikido. I was still new enough to it that I was quite sore, and I remember…

Zombies … again

I am not sure exactly why, but one of my recurring dreamtypes is the zombie apocalypse. Last night it started with a simple dream where I was walking along a woodland path that emerged from the larger growth to skirt a little clearing.  I was accosted by several people who warned me of a new…