By Michael Avery
When we experience unusual events in our life, often there is a hidden message. It’s up to us to discover the gem within it.
Recently, the plastic handle area on our dishwasher split on either side of the handle. Whenever we would open the dishwasher, the plastic split worsened. It would pinch our fingers as we opened the dishwasher.
Guest Post by Dennis Ernst
It was early morning and the sun had not yet risen. I watched in awe as the sky warmed, then brilliant pink, orange, and yellow colors stained the deep blueness of the night sky. All this and much more had happened before my camera shutter clicked and the picture taken.
When I looked at the picture, it was just one moment in a scene that didn’t change, as the light shifted. What had changed was being still, being present, noticing without looking, without an agenda, and letting nature show me its beauty. That is something that arrives on it’s own and not part of my doing.
Guest Post by Dan P.
Years ago, I decided to become a member of a spiritual path which claimed to have a Living Teacher. This path taught that its spiritual master is always with me, and that by practicing various spiritual exercises on a regular basis, I could maintain a deep connection with that master and the Universal Consciousness that was everywhere and in all things. So, I diligently practiced these spiritual exercises a couple of times each day.
After several months, during one of my contemplations, I found myself wondering how much of what I had been taught about this new path was true. Was this “supposed” spiritual master truly always with me? Why not ask? I thought to myself.
By Michael Avery
A Prophetic Waking Dream
Some memories follow us throughout our lives. Often it’s because they are waiting for us to realize what they’ve been trying to tell us. In this book, we’ve called these “Waking Dreams in Retrospect.” But butterflies must wait for caterpillars to break through their cocoon, no matter how long the process takes.
Since the late 80’s, one fond memory has kept recurring. After examining it, I lovingly return it to its special place among other potentially valuable treasures from days-gone-by.
Guest Post by Dennis Ernst
It was a busy time, and everything in my life seemed to want more attention: Work, relationships, family, health, all could use more time. It’s hard to keep everything in perspective when you’re feeling stretched.
By Pichaya Avery
A mysterious encounter at a farmers’ market proved to be prophetic, confirming a dream that began when I was two and a half years old. Even though I was a little too young to be admitted into preschool, we were fortunate to have been granted an exception. My mother owned a small restaurant. Having me around would demand too much of her time, energy, and attention, so off I went.
By Michael Avery
L’ Italie
Napoleon was a firm believer in his “presentiments,” as he called them. He was referring to his prophetic waking dreams. One day, for example, word reached him from Egypt that one of his Nile boats, L’Italie, had run ashore, and its French crew had been executed. Napoleon was very concerned. He saw this as a sign that his plans to annex Italy to France would fail.
By Pichaya Avery
Golden-tongued Wisdom waking dreams are associated with spoken words; however, messages can also come from other audible sources, such as the one I experienced two days after Christmas in 2020. I awoke with a feeling of agony in my heart. My father had been on my mind constantly for the past several months. This freezing cold winter morning was no exception.
By Michael Avery
Perhaps the most common object linked to waking dreams is a clock. In his book, Man and His Symbols, Jung writes: “There are numerous well-authenticated stories of clocks stopping at the moment of the owner’s death; one was the pendulum clock in the palace of Fredrick the Great at San Souci, which stopped when the emperor died.”
By Michael Avery
I was reminded in a recent contemplation to be more patient with Oi. Since English is her second language, I would need to give her more time to get her thoughts down on paper. My Inner Guide suggested, “Teach, don’t preach.”
At a local market later that day, I purchased a few groceries including some juice-sweetened cranberries for Oi. As we were unpacking the bags, she asked if I had noticed the company name on the cranberry package. I glanced down and smiled as I read it: “Patience Fruit & Company.”
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