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.”
Guest post by Gloria Lionz
Life has a way of introducing us to people who are looking for a puzzle piece we carry for them. That’s what this poem was for a man I recently met in Mexico. I was there working with a team of medical practitioners at a clinic in a very small town outside Ensenada.
Guest Post by Dennis Ernst
I have a friend who is finishing up the last of her adventures in this life and will be leaving us soon. I wrote a poem for her, her caregivers, family, and friends that I would like to share with others.
While being a deeply spiritual person, she was not the least bit religious about it, and I wanted to hit the right note that everyone could understand and enjoy. Most of this came from my dreams.
By Pichaya Avery
Animals love the song of HU. They are drawn to the celestial music like a magnet. My trips to a farm with Mike have proven this to be true.
When Mike was drinking raw goat milk, we would purchase it from a very kind man named Dennis. His goats loved him. Every time Dennis was out of their sight, they would call for him and scream loudly like children throwing a tantrum. It was painful to hear the crying goats. Mike and I did our best to console them by singing HU.
By Michael Avery
My mom was off on medical leave from the supermarket where she worked as a checker. I didn’t know that she had a double mastectomy scheduled, or the incredible challenge she was facing with breast cancer.
Several transistor radios lined a shelf before me in Montgomery Wards. A couple of my friends had been given radios recently, and I asked for one, too. As I recall, the radios ranged in price from five to fifteen dollars. There was a huge difference in quality between them as well as their price. One was amazing. I was attracted to it immediately, but kept testing the less expensive ones because I knew that fifteen dollars was well beyond my mom’s budget.
Guest Post by Jim Jackson
A “waking dream” is an experience (most of the time an unusual incident) which occurs in our outer, awake physical life. It is a message from Divine Spirit and the Inner Teacher. It may be an answer or suggestion or a warning. It usually has great physical, emotional, and spiritual significance.
Guest Post by Gloria Lionz
This was written several years ago; tweaked in 2021. It’s a traditional piece I now read aloud most Thanksgivings.
The words came to me while I was in the midst of divorce. Part of that change required me to leave the home I’d owned with that spouse. It was tough to let go of a place I’d loved and shared with many close friends and family for over a decade.
Guest Post by Doug Marman
From: The Silent Questions, pages 129-131, by Doug Marman
I remember waking up from a vivid dream one sunny day, having dozed off in the afternoon. In the dream I had been reading ancient Indian teachings written upon red rock mountain walls. I couldn’t remember the writings when I awoke, but I was left with a deep feeling that there was meaning inscribed upon the Earth itself. It was like a message imprinted from ages of men and women who had crossed the land. Almost as if the planet itself had absorbed the conscious lessons of the lives of those people and was now trying to give back this wisdom to any who would listen.
Guest Post by Doreen Chia
A thunderous roar. A great flash of light. A flame that does not burn. A gust of wind. Tiny specks of gold, silver, or blue light. A mystically clear voice. Prophetic dreams. Celestial music. A vision, a revelation, an out-of-body journey, angels appearing out of nowhere. These extraordinary experiences have been written about by poets, storytellers, saints, and seekers of God. Such phenomena come to those who have cultivated an inner ear or eye.
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