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The Boat That I Row

Row, Row, Row Your Boat It’s a nursery rhyme. Which means that you’ve heard (or sung) it a million times, but have you ever really stopped to consider the meaning of the words? Our lives are like little boats on … Continue reading →

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“I Quit!” Dream Analysis

In December 1984, I was on the threshold of a new adventure. I was about to leave my old life behind, forever. This is the analysis of a dream I had on the night of the 4th. Background Straight Pins … Continue reading →

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I Quit!

Going through some papers this week, I found a dream diary entry that has interesting implications: it occurred during a period of time just before I moved to the UK… Back to School (Again) Straight Pins I’m in class and … Continue reading →

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Dreams: is there a higher education?

I never did attend university, but I finally graduated from high school, in my dreams. It may have been much, much more than that. Graduation Dreams figure greatly in my learning processes. The one that seemed to recur regularly was … Continue reading →

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A Knight Journey: Awakening to The Power of Dreams

I was introduced to Samantha Carr (via Facebook) by my daughter Amy. Samantha’s book was published in 2009. A lot of her experiences echoed my own. I feel connected to her. Meet Samantha Carr Samantha Carr Birth Chart Samantha has … Continue reading →

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Winkin’, Blinkin’ and Nod

In the history of mankind, there is only one thing that is the same for everyone: the need to sleep. When we were young, our mothers sang us lullabies to help us get there. Here’s a poem I wrote for … Continue reading →

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Dreaming

What is it that everyone does every night, week after week, year after year, but so few of us remember the next morning? What is it that creates a feeling of strangeness when we think about it? What is it … Continue reading →

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