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I had a dream I was staying at Michael Jackson’s house with my friend Jess and another girl. There was an annual Halloween party where loads of film industry people and famous people would attend. But the house was falling apart and a grand piano fell out of the window and on to a cafe. They said I could borrow all of the clothes and outfits I wanted but I was scared of Michael Jackson. He was also running out of money and his house keeper said he didn’t have any, we had to go to recover the piano from the cafe and luckily it had survived the fall. We went to play golf and had to be picked by people and a random blonde man chose me and then someone me to be careful. Also when we were introducing ourselves to a couple of the men playing golf they didn’t ask any of the women what they did for work but they asked the other men. I’m not sure what the context is for this dream as it doesn’t really link with anything in my life, except u do remember having a conversation with my sister and dad where we spoke about how many business decisions were made on golf courses and if you didn’t know how to play , you weren’t going to be invited!

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Context: Had the colposcopy exam/intervention yesterday. It was a relief. Had been trying to plan and pack for Colombia. Too many plans, too short time.

Dream: We landed on the remote island of Tai-Wan in the south pacific. It is a rocky place, almost dessertic, but strategic for geopolitics. I see the flags of Iran, Iraq and the USA in three sandy hills. I am advised of keep my tent close, otherwise the sand will get everywhere. i protect myself. somebody asked me if I have a pill for hay fever/allergy. I chew it and give it to the person.

Later in another dream, I am making double and triple plans with people, and of course, i feel overwhelmed. I invited somebody to have lunch in this street restaurant, where we dip vegs and meat in a boiling bouillon.

Visuals: Island, sand, rocks.

Feeling: curiosity, caution, overwhelming

Archetypes: food, island but also city landscape.

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In this dream, I found myself in a house that seemed to be from my childhood memories, but I couldn't quite tell where it was. Suddenly, mice started appearing and wandering around the house. They weren't aggressive; instead, they seemed mostly curious about their surroundings.

Feeling scared, I climbed onto a chair to seek safety from the mice. I called out to my brother for help, asking him to get the mice out of the house. He grabbed a cloth and attempted to guide them out, focusing on one particularly large mouse with white and golden fur. This mouse appeared eager to leave and walked in a somewhat upright manner, unlike the others.

Thankfully, with my brother's assistance, the mice were successfully ushered out of the house.

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In my dream, there's this vivid moment that stays with me: a woman cradling a baby. The whole scene feels serene, almost magical. The woman has this powerful presence, like a protective goddess, as she holds the baby close, nurturing and feeding it with such tenderness and care.

The baby has a shiny gold bracelet on its wrist, shining brightly. Even though the dream was short, this moment feels important. The gold bracelet seems really special, like it means something important. It's like it connects the woman and the baby in a special way.

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It looks like I’m in a house in Nuwara Eliya. Tony is in this house with me but I can’t remember very much from that dream.

And then I am in my home, which looks very much like my grandmother’s house. Malli is also there. We are about to go somewhere. I leave with Ammi and Thaththi. I am in the backseat in my workout clothes. Thaththi is driving. Then I realised that we have locked all the doors behind us and I won’t be able to get back in

So I told them to drop me off. They stop the car and they also get out. I start walking and say it is only about 1.5 km back to the house. ammi says yes,

I’m thinking, I’ll have to call somebody from the office to come and open the door for me. Then I’ll have to call my Trainer and say that we shall have to workout in the garden in the meantime

And then we are on this street, like a cobbled street, more like something out of Italy. On my right there is a pretty cafe in pink. I can see through the window. People are having tea. It is so quaint. It is also a place that people come to convalesce. In the far left there is a bed and there’s a lady with her face half peeking out of the covers. She looks like a very much like a younger version of mummy, with her curly hair. And I almost want to turn back and tell somebody it’s mummy or doesn't she look like mummy. I see ammi and thaththi also going into the cafe/nursing home. Maybe they are visiting someone.

And the street is full of people and then one man who is going for his walk looks like he really knows me and somehow I know he’s connected to mummy and he almost looks like he wants to come and say hello. He smiles with me and I also indicate I recognise hims and a hello and acknowledge him.

It seems this Street has another one of these pretty pink cafes nursing Homes and I wake up

Visuals

Mummy (my ex-husband, Dinesh's mother who I was very close to who died two years before Tony from cancer) on a bed in the far left corner and her curly hair

my keys which looks like the key I had from Number 8 (when I was married to Dinesh)

pink Cafe nursing home

the street full of people

My grandmother’s garden

relative of mummy

Feelings

When I woke up a feeling of sadness that I couldn't remember the dreams with Tony

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Antho knows how to grow and still stay the same 

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Antho knows how to grow and still stay the same 

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There is a cavernous space with rocks and flat places to lie down. A cool space for having a party. However,...

Every day it slowly fills with water and crocodiles come in. I am there with lots of teenagers and they are lying around, walking around, drinking and enjoying themselves. I am so worried that a crocodile will bite one of them. So, I stand and watch, shouting to them to be careful and mindful. They don't listen. They laugh.

One person is lying on a flat rock and wants to fall asleep for the night. I know the crocs come in the morning and it fills with water. I try to convince the person, who I think is my son, to leave.

Finally I scream at them in an unhinged way and it makes them feel uncomfortable and they leave.

After I see huge hungry crocs slide in.

Feelings: anxiety, worried, watching, waiting, hunger

Archetype: crocodiles 🐊, mother, teenagers/children

Elements: rocks and cave, water 💧

Sleep hours: not good

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Mihirini - Moving Houses and Malli and his boss 8/4/24

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Mihirini - Moving Houses and Malli and his boss 8/4/24

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Dream 1 - Moving Houses

Context

There has been some discussion about the suitability of my current apartment in the longer term, its maintenance costs etc.

Amendra has been talking about building a small holiday home in the estate, and he would like me to be involved. I think he and his brother (the other owner) need to be clearer about their commitment and long term plans for the estate. I (and my father when solicited for advice by them) clearly sad you can't run an estate from Colombo and Sydney.

At some other level I have also been curious about our relationship and our living arrangement.

Dream

Amendra is suggesting that I give up my current home and move into this new place. There seems to be some logic he is presenting. We visit the proposed new home and it looks very much like the Hyde Park apartment I was in just after I got divorced. I notice that one of the walls is curved and think that it might be a place to hang my art an paintings. Though how will it look like on a curved wall?

The house stinks of something like wet garbage. The apartment is full of rubbish and full of boxes. Like somebody is moving out or moved in just now. The caretake is fast asleep and Amendra goes to wake him up. And I see two other men working there scuttling about near the kitchen trying to look busy.

Feelings - uncertainty

Visual - curved wall, men rustling about in the background, untidy boxes

Interpretation

This might be about the estate home thing. I don't feel confident they are clear. He is also not sure about the next steps, and yo-yos between different options. His hands are tied to his brother's to some extend on these decisions.

Dream 2

I am showing some work to malli (my brother) to get his opinion. There are papers all over the table. Then his boss, a female (who looks like Indu) with short curly hair and a skirt business suit comes in. Malli starts talking to her, like he is coaching her and she answers some questions he asks her. I want to stay on, but find myself saying 'Oh I should go, this sounds confidential". She doesn't say much I think. Malli looks annoyed, because he wants me to stay, to make a connection with her for future work for me.

Feelings - Uncertainty (again - stay or go)

Archetype - helper, family

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Creative Dreaming -3 Interpret 07/04/2024) Recording Part II (exercise collage)

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Creative Dreaming -3 Interpret 07/04/2024) Recording Part II (exercise collage)

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Creative Dreaming -3 Interpret 07/04/2024) Recording Part I

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Creative Dreaming -3 Interpret 07/04/2024) Recording Part I

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In my dream I am with a group on top of a roof. I think there may be a concert. Madonna comes over. Sge is at the concert too. She chats with people in the group. I am overcome with shyness. I feel overwhelmed and not worthy of speaking to her. I start to slide away from the group. She notices and comes over and takes my arm. Where are you going? She asks. I say I am going for a wee. She says she needs one too and wants me to take her to a place where we can pee. There are no loos up here so I lead her to a darkened place full of huge terrariums full of ferns and moss. We squat to pee.

She is very open and natural, chatting nonchalantly. I am in awe of her openess and star quality. 🌟

I wake up and of course I have to go pee!

Sleep hours: it is bad at the moment. Waking up at 2,4, 5 and 6 at the worst and the regular 3 and 5 at best.

Feelings: shyness, unworthiness, introverted, hero worship

Archetype: Feminine, goddess, intimacy, contained, green growth

⭐️⚱️🌿

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i dreamt of this key ~floating in my dream. I had spent the day looking for a lost key. I had the dream and woke up and the key was on my bedside table… i had looked everywhere and I can’t imagine it was always on the table … i really don’t know! Like it was never lost 

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had a long dream with the 2 quiet  people … they had to be quiet becuase it was the Solar eclipse. the whole dream was me trying to announce something but having to be quiet becuase of the eclipse. These 2 people didn’t move throughout the dream - they stood quietly with their downward cast faces … the characters were distinctively male and female 

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on my bedside table sits this cute painted rock ~ fish in a handmade little piece of pottery! With my piece of sandalwood that a ayurvedhic medicine woman gave me to “keep my head cool”

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03/04/2024 Beatriz - Bears, blisters and water

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03/04/2024 Beatriz - Bears, blisters and water

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Context: I am on holidays, trying to slow down and pause. It is difficult to let go of "the list". I've advanced a bit on my proposal and in general I feel resting. I nap a lot, then I go to bed around 9:30 and sleep all night until 7 am! My body needs it.

Dream 1: I am in a holiday place and while I am walking around I see a bear lurking outside the gates. I rush to the main house to alert people, and think that maybe I can find refuge in the pool. But there are three bears there swimming. The water is clear and blue. They are not threatening but I need to be cautious.

Dream 2: I've been in the Carnival of Barranquilla, staying with a lovely family. But my foot has a big blister on the big toe, and my mother says that the only way is to "burst" it. That would mean to stop and rest, I am not very sure, but I know it is inevitable.

<3 (feel)caution, tiredness, gratefulness for the hospitality

<o> (see) blue pool, bears, house

A (archetypes) animals, water, the holiday place is a recurrent dream.

Interpretation... still cooking.

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Mihirini - Confrontations and cleaning cloths!

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Mihirini - Confrontations and cleaning cloths!

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Context

I tell Shobi and Amendra that I am a little disappointed that Kamani just sent that message and left it hanging in the air. From her perspective maybe she thinks I should be following-up and because I have not, she is letting it slide, even with good intentions maybe. And I am more than aware that I am very non-confrontational, in these matters. But really I did feel as if my sense of peace (and healing that I have been focussing on since Tony's death) was invaded by her, without information about my context. I also told Amendra that since all these vision stuff (and even this one time ayuhuasca journey) is her practice, she believes in her truth and shares it without duty of care on how it is landing on others.

Dream

I am talking to Harshi on the phone, and she says she has to cut off because [[Kamani]] is calling. I tell her that I am hurt that Kamani hasn't got in touch with me after that mad text about her vision and that she thinks I would fall ill. Anyway ...

Next thing I realise is that I have fallen asleep and Kamani is in front of me. She has come to see me without telling me. So we greet each other and we catch-up. She then brings up the subject about her 'ayuhuasca' vision and I am about to start telling her how I felt about it when a man with curly hair bursts into the room, along with a young boy. And he is demanding something from me, money maybe. I think I can see Aru hovering behind. And I am little perturbed and worried about how this man came in like that. and that he could be dangerous. But I am being quite firm that there is nothing for me to give him.

We kind of have a stand-off verbal match. I don't want to back down and give this man who broke into my house. Then he asks for a cleaning cloth, and I still refuse for a while and then I go an find a microfibre cloth and give him. I do need him to leave. He is still disgruntled and he goes with his son (the young boy) and there is a small bus/coach parked outside. The back of it has been turned into bedding, and there are about 3 children including a baby and his wife.

I come back and tell Kamani that this man is pretending to beg. In the meantime I hear someone else knocking on my door. I had promised some food for the neighbour next door (who in the dream comes from a family struggling financially I think). I tell them to give me some time and I go to prepare the rice packet to give them.

Feelings

Interrupted in trying to confront (K)

Invaded

Being confronting (directing at someone else?)

Giving in, because it was safer

Visuals

The demanding belligerent man with curly hair

The cupboards with cleaning cloth

The cleaning cloth - pink

The layout of my house (even tho it doesnt look like mine)

Kamani in a red dress (looks suspiciously like the one I am wearing today)

the inside of the bus with the little baby on a mattress and a woman (mother) and some other children in the background

Archetype

Cleaning cloth (I saw Dinusha trying to clean the murky waters)

curly hair

red dress - danger

Interpretation

I feel invaded. This is something that has bothered me. A change of a friendship. Not feeling safe. Not wanting to get all worked up. Also wondering how to address this (or should it be). And thinking about the appeasing messages I have been sending. How to confront? And what do I have to clean? Wipe off? A clean slate?

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The dream was about number 5 and the main character was dhee ( my partner) it was all about her and there were 5 times of her and each one had x1 bank account and there was all this stuff about number 5 - pancha bhuta (5 elements) pancha bhoomi (5 earths ) pancha indiriya ( 5 senses) and this brought me to Vasstu - the science of using spaces . …. and then this whole dance with the sister sciences ; astrology / ayurveda and yoga …. and I ended up with this dancing sister sciences! 

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Mihirini - HR crowd and Green pool with slime and Green Dress

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Mihirini - HR crowd and Green pool with slime and Green Dress

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Context

Yesterday was a day of meeting a lot of girls. Work-Play date with Shobi. Anushi and Sanjee who have set up a new HR company and have already sent work my way. Speaking to S contact of Oshana about coaching. Trying to figure out how to charge. This is the big question for me at the moment. Valuing my work. Traversing fear of outpricing myself, and also realising what the market prices are. Malli (my brother) is the person who helps me with this. Oshana has sent many my way. She is becoming and important connector.

Dream

I am seated in a circle with a lot of people. Maybe outside in a larg courtyard. Mostly women. And Oshana is also there. I am seated next to her. My feet up on a chair. I go back into the house and when I come back Iromi is seated on my chair. And I have to squeeze in beside her. She has her arm around me. I am glad that I am still included but I also feel I would like to get me seat back the way it was before. I shift about a bit and Iromi gets the hint and gets another chair for me to keep my feet up. Later I seem to have somewhere else in the circle and Oshana is seated next to me. I am contemplating telling her that o have some wine and gin I could offer. But then I am thinking I brought that for the family Trip and there are too many people here for it to go around. They will just finish it off.

I see Dinusha coming in and she hurries past. I feel like I would like to get her attention. She seems to be the one organising this function for the HR people outside. She goes through a room into the indoor pool. Malli (brother) is on the far left corner of the room behind a desk. I go to see what she is doing. The pool is green and full of moss/slime. She is trying to manually clean the moss for the party. She has goggles or snorkels on. She is cleaning the side of the pool occasionally coming up for air. This is nuts. She won’t be able to clean the whole pool like this. I tell her to stop that this is not safe. I want to endear myself to her. I call malli and tell him to talk some sense into her that this is dangerous. He comes out and tells her to come out. He takes a hose and starts spraying at the moss. I tell him there is no use. He needs a pressure hose. In the meantime Dinusha gets out and she is wearing a beautiful long vibrant emerald green dress with a sheen. I exclaim saying oh gosh you got in to the water in a dress.

Feelings

Wanting to be included. Feeling too crowded. Needing the space I had created for myself. Wanting to be acknowledged. Trying too hard. Amazed by the emerald green dress

Archetypes

Deep murky water

green goddess who emerges from the water

Emeralds

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In my dream, I stroll through the busy streets of my local town, where people are going in various directions. Nearby, there's a hill with folks climbing it, their figures appearing distorted, warped, and unusual. Then, I spot someone I haven't seen for a long time standing outside a café, engaged in a conversation on his phone. Surprised by the encounter, I pause, unsure if it's truly him, and double back to check, only to find him vanished. Continuing my walk, I'm taken aback when someone calls out my name. I turn to see the same man, but he's undergone a remarkable transformation. Previously, he was bald with a distinct way of dressing, mostly casual and urban. However, now he presents abundant, healthy, perfectly combed hair that stands out, glistening in the sunlight. Dressed sharply in a cream-colored suit, he radiates confidence and professionalism. I engage in conversation with him, asking what he's been up to, and I mention that he's looking very well.He informs me that he's switched careers and is now a successful estate agent, renting an office from a friend. His presence emitted contentment and self-assurance, leaving me both astonished and intrigued by his dramatic change. I felt puzzled as he first appeared as the person I knew standing outside the restaurant, then transformed entirely.

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Context: I've returned to writing my proposal for the series of Bonito Living, with a renewed courage and the attitude of learning, rather than being insecure about the difficulties of finding a publisher or a literary agent. If I find her, fine, if not I'm learning!

Note: I was not really looking forward to write in the journal because I did not remember much of my dream. Then while I was doing my stretching, I started to remember vaguely. The writing helped me to unfold.

Dream 1: I am packing things to go to Colombia, shirts, presents, my own clothing, and then I remember I must make room for a type writer. Like the one shown belonging to Lawrence Durrell (The alexandria Quartet, one of my most favorite books). I made space for it to come.

Dream 2: A very abstract dream. Four devices in the shape of yonis, one of them is Death, the eternal dream. All are powerful.

Feeling: A bit of overwhelm about having to remake my luggage. Feeling of clarity and understanding. No fear.

Images: Suitcase, typewriter.

Archetype: Travelling, suitcase, trying to pack everything.

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A dream of pregnancy, but it turns into a litter of kittens, not babies! I am looking after these three kittens who are tiny and do not have open eyes yet. 

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A dream of pregnancy, but it turns into a litter of kittens, not babies! I am looking after these three kittens who are tiny and do not have open eyes yet. 

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Then the dream takes a turn and, even though I am doubtful, I introduce a dog to the kittens. The dog promptly eats one kitten. He just shallows it whole! I hit the back of his head and try to make him spit it out but it doesn't work. I feel terrible but I redouble my efforts with the two remaining kittens and never trust any dog ever again around them.

I don't feel that I can make an image because it is so macabre.

After them dream I draw a tarot card and it is the Wheel of the World.

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Dream 1 Snake Dog

A long corridor of a house and someone is walking ahead of me to the door. And I see that there is a snake trying to get in and yell out saying 'watch out there is a snake'. It is a cobra with the head all puffed out'. I am worried as I know Amendra is also walking up to the door from outside (from the left, even thought I can't see him) and he might trample or be freaked out.

The person manages to jump out of the door and takes a long hook to try and pin the snake. But the snake escapes and slithers inside so quickly and I jump to the side. It goes past me onto the left where it seems there is a long indoor pond. I turn back and now it seems as if the snake is a snake-dog. Or the shape of the snake is long but as if it has swollen a dog. And the snake barks. And it is multi-coloured with a white background and pinky, purply, bluey spots

Feeling

Maybe first apprehension

then kind of amazement

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Dream

I am not entirely sure where I am. There are about 3 or 4 tigers who are very cuddly and friendly. I am a little apprehensive whether there as friendly as they seem but go to pet them. And they are friendly and want to be petted.

One of them accompanies me on a crowded train. Someone else is there with me. I am aware that people around me are looking a little worried. The tiger looks more like a leopard now. And the big cat rides the train quite comfortably with me.

Context

Watched a video clip of these cheetahs who sleep with a park ranger. So cute. Also preparing for tiger safari in India in April

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Yemaya - Orisha. The dream started as the possibility of improving or working with four pieces of ceramic or pottery. I’ve been doing a course of pottery so it connected. But in the dream the power of changing such pieces was almost divine. After all the bible said that god made man of clay (women is made of fresh) anyway, I was intrigued by the idea of such power and thought that with power comes responsibility. I woke up and noted the dream, and although I was intrigued i had woken up. The next dream I was in Brazil, in rio near  @⁨Fenella ⁩ rosina, but this was the other posh neighbourhood… it was hot and people were coming from the sea. I felt again that connection with the Afro heritage and the Orishas, it was there. When I got up I wrote the dreams as they came (free flow writing). Then I amplify the feeling of power and the divine connection of creativity. Looked in wiki for Orishas and I found Yemoja… that was my link, later I realised that it’s part of our musical heritage those songs to this … Yoruba deity. And I thought oh this is an archetype! I have not yet tried to interpret the dream as I am so enamoured of the Yemaya connection, this goddess of creation, of rivers, mother goddess, protective… so I’m letting to flow in my system and enjoy her power and visitation.

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27/3 shobi’s dream

the solitary boatman in shadow

the dark heavy waters

the active moon with the rabbits jumping in and out of the moon ~ the sky is light and full of life …. other worldly

The dream was quite still. And soo much shadow and dark waters that the Boatman was navigating …. it was only when I was putting it down on paper that the liveliness of the moon was so apparent.

The Boatman had a black hat and a black coat on

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In my dream, I find myself in a bedroom of my house, currently undergoing redecoration. To prepare, I had removed most items from the space and placed them elsewhere in the house.

The walls feature a vibrant green hue, requiring multiple coats of fresh paint to cover them.

As I navigate this room in my dream, I encounter a group of young girls who appear to be organizing the space.

One of them seems to be leading the effort and is notably protective of the objects. The scene maintains the same vivid green walls.

The group of young girls appears busy arranging items and displaying keen curiosity as they examine them, transforming the area into what resembles a mini-market.

In the midst of this scene, I find myself in conversation with the vigilant girl, attempting to reassure her that my presence is merely to check on the progress of the organisation.

However, I feel compelled to leave as she appears unwelcoming. Despite her apprehension, we discuss the significance of the objects within the space.

This dream leaves me feeling puzzled yet curious, as if there's a mystery waiting to be explored within the memories and their potential reorganization during the redecoration process.

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Hello everyone, I'm Carmen, and I'm grateful to join this community of dreamers and creatives. A big thanks to Beatrix for sharing her insightful expertise and methods as a creative dreamer.

Learning from her experience is invaluable in deepening my understanding of his intriguing process.

Drawing has always been a passion of mine, and I'm interested in exploring how I can integrate it into the journey of dreaming

Sharing with others enriches this process, and I find it rewarding to exchange experiences and ideas as we navigate together

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Dream

Eggs. trying to prepare eggs for a big crowd. Different people had different orders. First I try to remember the orders. Then I get organised and write a chart of all the different orders and give it to Rajeev (building caretaker/janitor) of all what has to be cooked. I see the row of cookers and the eggs are being cooked, scrambled, fried maybe other. I go to another kitchen because mine will take longer took cook (?) and someone cooks my eggs. I think. A bit hazy.

Feelings

overwhelm

getting control

Visuals

eggs

cookers

Rajeeva in his blue uniform

Archetype

Nurturer/Caretaker

Eggs - incubation?

Interpretation

I wonder whether my moment with ammi, her food not arriving on time (as usual) and her complaints (or the fact that she declares - her discomfort and displeasure) and my need to want to sooth her, rush to explain or put right, and my annoyance at it has anything to do with it. Also ammi is also the ultimate rescuer, then victim of her own rescues, and perpetrator of those trying to rescue. She has the perfect cycle of the drama triangle. And I am not too unlike her.

and what's cooking ... I do have a lot of things on the fire, a little bit of overwhelm, and not having time to cook my own eggs (self care?)

What am I incubating - hatching?

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Hi everyone! I'm Harriet. Lovely to virtually meet you! I've been friends with Bea since around 2010 ...we are both academics and share mutual interests in creative, visual, arts-based methods, amongst many others things. I'm an associate professor at university and research space, place, and the material world of work. I'm a collage artist. I'm a wife to Russ, and a Mother to Lauren, who is about to turn 9. I'm so happy to join this fabulous group!  Sorry I've not been able to join the Zoom sessions thus far - but hope to join the live session next Sunday. Bea - during my travels this afternoon, I listed to the first session, which was so great and very thought provoking. I've always kept a journal and enjoy reflective practice, but I've never kept a dream journal, so I'm new to all this, but I'm really looking forward to the next month of sleeping and dreaming. I'm interested in symbolism and reflecting on what dreams might mean or encourage us to think about. I've got my new journal for these workshops, and have recorded two dreams from the past two nights ...and one that is more of a recurring dream. Love all the resources on this Padlet too, Bea - wonderful! Thanks all and very much looking forward to seeing you all next week. H x

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Creative Dreaming-2 Imagine 24/03/2024 Recording

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Creative Dreaming-2 Imagine 24/03/2024 Recording

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I wanted to share this dream as it was soooo beautiful. The girl, I identified as a Tamil girl, a child bride, she was wearing beautiful traditional embroidered clothes ... with fragrant white jasmines in her hair. We were all getting her ready for her wedding She was seated on a pile of saris... this dream felt like the motifs from the Princess and the pea, I wanted to read that story to see where the link was .. child bride was the word that came to mind on waking but I felt that it was princess and the pea!

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24/3 Today was the first day this week that I didn't feel my dream deteriorate the second I opened my eyes! I dreamt about a sewing project and everything was in a simple running stick of Lord Ganesha - in the natural pose (dancing shiva) the colours of the stitches were black/white and red...

I was battling with the phrase, a stick a day keeps the doctor away. And in my dream I was trying to include Lord Ganesha and say something where that was expressed... and that it was beyond needlepoint

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Dreams have long been a fascinating phenomenon, eliciting intrigue, confusion, angst, and much debate between individuals. Dreams have a significant impact on dreamers everywhere and no one knows that better than creative minds. Writers have often found inspiration and guidance from their dreams, as their own creative imaginations and inclinations towards capturing stories and experiences mirror dreams' created allusions. Here are 4 famous books that were inspired by dreams. 1. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley Image via Amazon Mary Shelley penned Frankenstein, a quintessentially classic novel, as a result of challenging herself and a group of fellow writers including Lord Byron, to write ...

Dreams have long been a fascinating phenomenon, eliciting intrigue, confusion, angst, and much debate between individuals. Dreams have a significant impact on dreamers everywhere and no one knows that better than creative minds.

Writers have often found inspiration and guidance from their dreams, as their own creative imaginations and inclinations towards capturing stories and experiences mirror dreams' created allusions. Here are 4 famous books that were inspired by dreams.
1. Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
Mary Shelley penned Frankenstein, a quintessentially classic novel, as a result of challenging herself and a group of fellow writers including Lord Byron, to write a horror story after the group of pals found themselves relating haunting ghost stories one night at a party. Soon afterwards, Shelley reportedly had a bizarre dream about a creature created by a scientist. That dream later led to what is now Frankenstein.
"I saw the pale student of unhallowed arts kneeling beside the thing he had put together. I saw the hideous phantasm of a man stretched out, and then, on the working of some powerful engine, show signs of life, and stir with an uneasy, half vital motion." - Mary Shelley, Frankenstein Preface 2. Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood
Margaret Atwood's historical fiction tale, Alias Grace, was largely inspired by her appreciation of Canadian author, Susanna Moodie, who had written about the bizarre murder mystery surrounding the real Grace Marks. Atwood experienced an "empathetic" dream about Moodie, which led her to closely study Moodie's work, particularly her coverage of Marks.
"The best writing dream I ever had was in the mid-Sixties. I dreamt I'd written an opera about a nineteenth-century English emigrant called Susanna Moodie, whose account of her awful experiences, Roughing It In The Bush, was among my parents' books. It was a very emphatic dream, so I researched Mrs. Moodie, and eventually wrote a poem sequence, a television play, and a novel-Alias Grace-all based on material found in her work. But that sort of dream experience is rare." - Margaret Atwood, NY Review 3. Salem's Lot by Stephen King
If there's one author who finds writing inspiration from their dreams (or their nightmares), it's Stephen King. The Master of Horror has been vocal about his belief that dreaming, whether lucid or not, is an integral part of the creative process. One eerie dream in particular during his childhood proved so haunting and Stephen King-esque that it would be used as an outline for Salem's Lot decades later.
"It was a dream where I came up a hill and there was a gallows on top of this hill with birds all flying around it. There was a hang man there. He had died, not by having his neck broken, but by strangulation. I could tell because his face was all puffy and purple. And as I came close to him he opened his eyes, reached his hands out and grabbed me. Years later I began to work on Salem's Lot... as I was looking around for a spooky house, a guy who works in the creative department of my brain said, 'Well what about this nightmare you had when you were eight or nine years old? Will that work?' And I remembered the nightmare, and I thought, yes, it's perfect."- Stephen King, Writers Dreaming 4. Twilight by Stephanie Meyer
Say what you want about Twilight, but the YA phenomenon has been one of the most successful book series in history and earned Stephanie Meyers a pretty impressive paycheck as well as cultural recognition. Interestingly enough, this cultural phenomenon came to the author in a dream.
"It was two people in kind of a little circular meadow with really bright sunlight, and one of them was a beautiful, sparkly boy and one was just a girl who was human and normal, and they were having this conversation. The boy was a vampire, which is so bizarre that I'd be dreaming about vampires, and he was trying to explain to her how much he cared about her and yet at the same time how much he wanted to kill her." - Stephanie Meyers, Featured image courtesy of Unsplash

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Dreams have long been a fascinating phenomenon, eliciting intrigue, confusion, angst, and much debate between individuals. Dreams have a significant impact on dreamers everywhere and no one knows that...

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Thursday 21st - dream of party I wasn’t invited to! 

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Thursday 21st - dream of party I wasn’t invited to! 

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This is my first dream, I dreamt I was crashing a party from Someone from school and I wasn’t invited. The feelings invoked from this were worry and feeling insecure and inferior.

A girl from my secondary school who was beautiful called Grace was throwing a party in a mansion. She is now a yoga teacher and hosts retreats. In the mansion people were staying the night and there were people from school but I wasn’t invited to the party but somehow I was staying in the mansion with my friend Erin who was invited. I was in the storeroom of the sort and there was lots of champagne in the storeroom and someone saw me in the room and when they left and they knew I shouldn’t be there. Then lots of the champagne went missing and I was worried they were thinking it was me as I looked suspicious and wasn’t invited to the party.

Reflection & analysis - I didn’t understand what this dream meant but typing it out gave me more perspective. I have just got back from living in brazil and am currently looking for a job. I used to work in the alcohol industry for 6.5 years and my housemate works for lvmh. I think this dream is feeling disconnected from friends and people in the corporate world and feeling like I’m no longer part of that world/ not invited or don’t fit in. I think there are feelings of shame/ insecurity and inferiority when I felt responsible for stealing things from the party that I was not invited to.

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Friday 22nd March

Context - the night of the dream I had a conversation with someone I was dating who told me he wasn’t ready to commit and call me how girlfriend.

The dream: I had a really vivid and strange dream about an ex boyfriend. It was during a war and I met a beautiful woman with dread locks and she had a beautiful baby and we were talking and realised she was the partner of my ex and that was their child. She didn’t know that I used to go out with her partner. Then suddenly the dream changed and I was in a school and I saw a door with Beatriz’ name on it and it said Taller de sueños on the blue door. The dream moved once more and the current person I am dating appeared and he said that he found my belly piercing repulsive as there was a scar there and this was one of the things he had to get over before he would want to be with me.

Analysis - I think I am feeling insecure. My ex also didn’t want to make me his girlfriend so maybe that is why I dreamt about him as the conversation brought up similar emotions and I am also worried about having children as friends have started to get pregnant so that is probably why the child appeared in the dream.

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Hi dreamers, I'm Fenella. It's lovely to meet you all and I'm very grateful to the wonderful Beatriz for this opportunity. My fascination with dreams started when I studied a short course in Art Therapy last year and became fascinated by Jung and the importance of dreams. I also love dream analysing my friends dreams and often help them with that if they ask me too!  I host and produce a podcast on community and connection called Conversations to Connect, which features a conversation with Beatriz on the healing powers of beauty. I also sing and write songs and poems. I have just come back from Brazil where I was teaching art to children in Rocinha, Brazil's Largest Favela for 3 months. Lovely to meet you all and go on this exciting journey together! 

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Went to sleep after 12.30, woke up when Amendra was waking up around 7ish

Context

Dinner was at HDs, for the boys from Aussie, MF and RN. True Sri Lankan-style food was served only at 10. I was hungry, unlike other homes, they just served some mixture. I was a little hangry, but waited till dinner was ready and quickly ate something. And went to Amendra- and stayed over there.

Amendra was not feeling well that eve, recovering from the flu.

Before going for dinner, when MF and RN emerged from their rooms we were laughing because we were all three wearing salmon pink. I asked Amendra whether he didn't get the memo. And he thought we should take a picture of the three of us, to send to their wives. A lot of banter and teasing and a very huggy pic is taken. MF is saying, 'machung, we won't get this chance again, make the most of it'. It was very cute. I like RN and MF. Solid, slat of the earth, decent men. Very much like Amendra.

During the day I spoke to AN from the UN. She remembers me from 15 years ago facilitating the UNDP team retreat of 250 people. And I said, oh wow, that is at the time of DK. And secretly I wondered whether she noticed anything.

Then later I went shopping to see if I could get anything for RN and MF wives, they were so kind to me when I was in Aussie.

At the xxxx meeting, I met GA and she said oh good interview, and I said 'Really' and she said I brought in a different perspective. I couldn't help but think of the first response where I was waffling a little. This being found out-- imposter syndrome. I keep thinking of that little clip with Tom Hanks, in an interview, who says all the faux pax and mistakes you make, and that too shall pass. Really in the larger scheme of things we care so much. And then we die and no one cares. I won't. I will be dead.

Dream

We are in bed. Amendra is still feeling a little unwell. We are cuddling and talking and I can feel his getting aroused. I ask him whether the door is properly closed, and he says yes. Afterwards, I take some tissues, clean up the sheets and go to the toilet.

When I come out, both RN and MN are in the room. The door must have been not closed. They both come to hug me, and I am aware that I am naked underneath my long very thin almost muslin/cotton shirt dress. I think they kind of hug me, and I quickly get into bed and cover-up.

Feelings

Is the door open.. apprehension?

Can they see I am naked underneath

Visuals

Us in bed

The long dress I am wearing that Amendra likes very much

Tissues

Archetype

Sex

Interpretation

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In my dream, I encountered a man with a bald head and piercing red eyes. Without saying a word, he conveyed a sense of urgency, a plea for help. The urgency conveyed a sense of distress or agitation indicating that something was troubling him, his intense gaze through me leaving me feeling uneasy and puzzled about his intentions.

As I observed him, the man underwent a transformation, morphing into a creature resembling a centaur—a mythical being with the body of a horse and the upper torso of a man.

Despite the oddity of the situation, I felt a sense of curiosity towards him, intrigued by the mystery of his presence.

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Disturbing dreams last night. Anxiety and danger.

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Disturbing dreams last night. Anxiety and danger.

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A bomb in the shape of those neon sticks used for raves, camping, Halloween and festivals. A carton of milk speaking to me of warnings. I notice groups of people (protesters?) And I approach each one. I don't find people I know well or feel safe with. I go inside a factory nearby and find my son and his girlfriend. There is an event happening, I don't think it is what the protesters are there for.

I go back to search for this bomb but that is when the voice is in the milk carton. I rush back to the factory and it is on fire. I wake up trying to drag my love one's out.

Very upsetting dream. I find it so difficult to sleep after.

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Context

Yesterday spoke to Ammi (mother) about our family trip to Maldives. I am excited for them, and so happy we can do this together. I also told how I had thought of taking them on a trip even to Vietnam. But Thaththi was not too keen, saying there will be a lot of walking. This change in him is hard to watch. I am aware that Thaththi has lost some confidence in himself after the heart attack, and now the leg fracture and DVT. So this trip will be different.

Yesterday was also the Next Campus panel discussion. I think it went well, though I worried about brain fog whole of yesterday. Maybe it is because of the shocking lack of sleep with me struggling to write this case study, or menopause. Somehow I know I waffled on the first question and then I got into the flow. Maybe I am just nervous. I definitely had a nervous tummy the whole day, which completely settled in the evening after the discussion. I was also happy with the feedback. I don't doubt all of it. I want to be grateful for it, but not rely on it.

Dream

We are in the back seat of a car, travelling on Galle road(?). I am seated in the middle. Thaththi (father) is to my right and there is another girl (maybe my age) seated on to the left. The girl says something, it seems almost like to placate me that she is not trying to take too much attention from Thaththi.

Now we are in a train. Our cars are parked in the train. Is it a ferry? It has long (but wide) corridors. Thaththi is looking for his car and says something like it is misplaced. He is annoyed and irritated, as usual. He goes to look for it. I find Ammi in the toilet. Maybe at the sink. She is having a wash and getting ready. The toilet has a few cubicles, like a public washroom. She says it is not too bad. I go in to have a shower I think. I feel as if I am moving around the floor (green-coloured) gingerly. The ground feels uncertain (!!!).

Ammi and them (other family members?) are going away in their cars (at the next stop?). I wait behind for Thaththi, and he is taking forever to get dressed and ready. His toiletries are still out. I am waiting patiently, but maybe I am a little frustrated.

Feelings

Noticing the girl trying to placate me

Frustrated at Thaththi?

Image

Backseat of car

Images of the road (Galle road) flashing by

the ground of the toilet

Corridor of train

Archetype

Parents - I dream of them so often

Vehicles - car, train, ferry

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On this mysterious dream, despite feeling as though I was in my homeland, I experienced a sense of foreignness. As I journeyed through an unfamiliar landscape reminiscent of places I’ve seen before, I found myself taking a snapshot further heightened the peculiarly of the experience

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Hello dreamers!! I'm so excited to be on this journey with you all ~ with my old friend Mihirini & new friends, in all of you! Despite my dreams literally slipping away when I wake up, I'm loving this opportunity to share with you - thank you!!!

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My bedside table is small. I keep my flask with water for the evening, a small bottle of lavender drops and some crystals. I read before going to sleep, now reading this amazing letters between Audre Lorde and pat Parker. My alarm clock and some nice art. 

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It is not as sophisticated as Mihirni, but you can see my bed side table.  The cushions are me and husband. and Carmen you can recongise your tapestry. for me making the bed everyday is a ritual of gratitude and also an exercise of self-love. I deserve a nice bed, I am a being of light.

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Even if inconsistently, I have been writing down my dreams for a very long time. Some of my dreams have had great significance, where I have been able to see some of the stuck situations with more clarity and courage in the light of day, after my dreaming and journalling. Drawing challenges me, so this is me pushing myself out of my comfort zone, not only to share an intimate part of my sleeping life but also to share my 'marks'. I am so excited to be here with Beatriz, to have an old friend and confidant Shobi with me and to make new friends. Oh, and I love pretty tea cups.

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Dream pattern: 09:30 pm to bed, woke up with a small headache, up at 07:00

Context: the starting of the creative dreaming workshops is more like a party with friends! I’ve been working intensely on sharing a beautiful experience and truly encouraging people to dive and make small changes to enhance their dreaming.

Dream 1: I’m in bed and I am asking a dog to come by the side, it agrees but it’s not a comfy place to be so it returns to the side of the bed. I understand it’s need of resting.

Dream 2: I have completed part of the project but I’ve used almost all the studio capacity. I want to invite people to share but I may not have enough food.

Elements

♥️ feeling of satisfaction, effort, desire to help, understanding

👀 visuals dog, studio, bedroom, kitchen

💍 archetypes: dog, ally, studio

Then I let it flow and later I think of an interpretation

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Welcome to the group, add your picture and something you want to say about yourself and your expectations. My expectations are to be able to share some of my experience with dreams and drawing, and have a nice time with friends, learn from each of you and ovulate the idea of bonito dreaming.

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Date, Title of your Dream, sleeping pattern (number of hours, bed time, waking time) Context, Dreaming: Free flowing writing. Elements: Feelings, Visuals, Archetypes. Then DRAWING

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Keep your Sleeping Hygiene for better dreams

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Keep your Sleeping Hygiene for better dreams

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Try this for one month to see the results.

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This is a link to my google drive GoGreenMovement and you have access. Please keep it confidential and do not share beyond this group.

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Great workbook, with exercises and ideas.

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A wonderful book about the history and some of the variable meaning of colours

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From colourful 30,000-year-old threads found in a Georgian cave to the Indian calicoes that sparked the Industrial Revolution, this book weaves a story of human ingenuity in 13, crisply entertaining episodes. A BBC Radio 4 Book of the Week, Sunday Times Book of the Year and shortlisted for the Somerset Maugham Award.

"Hugely ambitious, sparklingly erudite, and wonderfully engaging"― Peter Frankopan, History Today

"Joyful and beautiful"― Nature

"Will make you rethink your relationship with fabric"― Elle

"Fascinating...I recommend this book to anyone"― Spectator

"A charming, absorbing history that takes us on a journey from the silk roads to sportswear, from ruffs to spacesuits...[a] quietly feminist book"― Sunday Times

"St. Clair's descriptions of textiles and the people who created and wore them are sensual and even moving"― The New Yorker

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Books by Kassia St Clair, author and cultural historian, include the bestsellers The Secret Lives of Colour and The Golden Thread. Learn more and buy your copy.

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A great source of meanings for your dreams

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The largest dream meanings and A-Z dream dictionary on the planet, Auntyflo has over 5,000 dream meanings A-Z. If you dream about anything this is the place to be. Tarot readings, astrology, zodiac signs, palmistry, spiritual symbols, spiritual meanings, and much more

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The book of symbols - Reflection on archetypical images (Taschen)

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The book of symbols - Reflection on archetypical images (Taschen)

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Beautifully illustrated and great source for understanding images.

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An exploration of symbols and their meanings throughout history

The Book of Symbols combines original and incisive essays about particular symbols with representative images from all parts of the world and all eras of history. The compelling texts and over 800 beautiful full-color images come together in a unique way to convey hidden dimensions of meaning. Each of the ca. 350 essays examines a given symbol's psychic background, and how it evokes psychic processes and dynamics. Etymological roots, the play of opposites, paradox and shadow, the ways in which diverse cultures have engaged a symbolic image-all these factors are taken into consideration.

Authored by writers from the fields of psychology, religion, art, literature, and comparative myth, the essays flow into each other in ways that mirror the psyche's unexpected convergences. There are no pat definitions of the kind that tend to collapse a symbol; a still vital symbol remains partially unknown, compels our attention and unfolds in new meanings and manifestations over time. Rather than merely categorize, The Book of Symbols illuminates how to move from the visual experience of a symbolic image in art, religion, life, or dreams to directly experiencing its personal and psychological resonance.

The Book of Symbols sets new standards for thoughtful exploration of symbols and their meanings, and will appeal to a wide range of readers: artists, designers, dreamers and dream interpreters, psychotherapists, self-helpers, gamers, comic book readers, religious and spiritual searchers, writers, students, and anyone curious about the power of archetypal images.

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TASCHEN Books: Reflect on archetypal images: The Book of Symbols.

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Curious about the power of archetypal images? TASCHEN's Book of Symbols combines essays about particular symbols with over 800 full-color images.

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1. Avoid bringing your mobile to your bedroom. Avoid also caffeine 3 hours before going to sleep.
2.  Tidy up your bedroom, change your sheets and clear your bedside table. Trust me, it will make a difference.
3. Optional: Use some lavender drops before sleeping.
4. Before going to bed, have a cammomile or sleepy tea beverage.
5. Write your intention of remembering your dreams.
6. Clean PJ, soft light, breathing and going to sleep.

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A total classic on the reinterpretation of fairy tales from a Jungian perspective by the ovular Clarissa Pinkola Estes

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Women Who Run with the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype is a 1992 book by American psychoanalyst Clarissa Pinkola Estés, published by Ballantine Books. It spent 145 weeks on The New York Times Best Seller list over a three-year span, a record at the time. Estés won a Las Primeras Award from the Mexican American Women's Foundation for being the first Latina on the New York Times Best Seller list. The book also appeared on other best seller lists, including , Publishers Weekly, and Library Journal.

Estés had been producing popular audiotapes of her stories and research and was approached by publishers to turn them into a book.

The stories printed in the book were given to her from her family, people she met on her travels, or her patients, as part of her work. The author sees the stories as a way to hand over knowledge about the cycles of life and forms of healing, and also as forms of art which can be used for healing and helping people along the way.

Deep instinctual nature became endangered through society as it is not regarded as important. Rationality and decision making through the head has become the primal and socially accepted way of things. The wild woman archetype is instinctual knowledge which everyone has deep inside. It is knowing when to stay and when to leave, when to let live, and when to let die. It is knowledge about the natural cycles of life in balance. There are high expectations on women nowadays: they should be everything for everyone. They were treated as property, objects, and lesser beings.

Fairy tales picture ways for growth and give instruction on how to find one's own right way. We may have lost the connection to our deep instinctual guide, but she is still there and can help us. The Wild Woman lives everywhere we are and can be found everywhere: In beauty, in daily affairs, in an honest smile. Many women long for the deep instinctual in a world where rationality thrives.

Through cultures the Wild Woman has many names in many different countries, e.g.: La Mujer Grande, the great woman ( Spain), Dakini, the dancing force which produces clear seeing in women ( Tibet), Psych-ology, knowing of the soul; Losing contact to the inner guide takes away joy and inspiration and makes women merely 'function' in everyday life. It makes women shaky, depressed, feeling powerless, shame-bearing, chronically doubtful and more. When women's lives are in stasis, or filled with ennui, it is always time for the wildish woman to emerge. Within every woman there is a place where joy and freedom live, a secret place for lush growing.

The Wild Woman can act as an ally, leader, model, teacher to women. She carries everything a woman needs to know and medicine for all things. To be with the instinctual nature means to act wholeheartedly and groundedly. Old scars and passion are doors through which a woman may find her way back to instinctual nature.

The first story is about La Loba, a wolf woman who lives in the desert and collects bones. Once she has found a whole skeleton, she sings it alive again. This teaches us that the dead ideas and powers can be resurrected by using the soul voice. To do so, a woman needs to enter into a state of deep love and speak from that source. To gather the bones is to do creative work, e.g.: analysing dreams, dancing, making art;

The third story of Bluebeard is about a man who marries a woman and then leaves his keys to her in his absence. She goes exploring and uses the forbidden key. Behind the door she finds the bodies of his previous wives. The key is stained red and so she hides it, but Bluebeard finds out about her betrayal and wants to kill her for it. Scared she calls for her sisters and they manage to kill her husband.

This story teaches us that there is a natural predator within the psyche of each woman. This man wants a woman to be only what he wants her to be: perfectly innocent and naive. But a woman cannot live a full life in being unaware of the danger and not caring to know more. We need to be curious and need to explore the dark corners of our mind in order to grow.

Every woman has that unnatural force which will seek to inhibit the natural instinct. The predator cuts women off from their ideas, feelings, and actions, although he longs for the light, he kills it. Therefore, we need to recognize such forces and protect oneself against its deadliness. But often, when we are young (mental and or physical) we do not see the danger, out of youthful enjoyment, physical attraction or pleasure. Thus, we are easily captured by the looks, charm, and wealth of someone.

Naive women as prey: Young women let themselves be captured, because they didn't learn to trust their instincts. They are told to be nice and behaved and taught not to see the predator as what he is. The predator cuts women off from their ideas, feelings, and actions; although he longs for the light, he kills it.

American folklorist Barre Toelken criticized Estés' analysis of the Bluebeard tale as conflating versions from separate cultures. Toelken held this as an example of a tendency of Jung-influenced psychologists, who may overlook the complexities of folklore studies, to build complex theories around a single version of a tale that supports their own theory or a proposal.

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Women Who Run with the Wolves - Wikipedia

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Women Who Run with the Wolves: Myths and Stories of the Wild Woman Archetype is a 1992 book by American psychoanalyst Clarissa Pinkola Estés, published by Ballantine Books. It spent 145 weeks on The New York Times Best Seller list over a three-year span, a record at the time.

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A classic

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Buy Dreams (Routledge Classics) 2 by Jung, C.G. (ISBN: 9780415267410) from Amazon's Book Store. Everyday low prices and free delivery on eligible orders.