Spiritual Guidance From Dreams

Many of us take our dreams for granted, not realizing that the dream state is actually an expanded state of consciousness. Due to the fact that the ego lets go of a lot of the control it normally exercises during the day, we become more open to healing forces that help us to regain balance mentally, emotionally, physically and spiritually as we dream.

There are many different schools of thought regarding the meaning and use of dreams - I call the dreamwork I teach the Esoteric Dream School since I believe that humans are spiritual beings, here on an evolutionary journey. I believe we have a higher self, that part of ourselves which is more enlightened and is the one constant at the core of our different lifetimes....

.... I am so sorry, but this post has been moved to my new website, Feathers and Bones. It can be found here. Spiritual Guidance From Dreams

Morning Meditation - Waiting for the Signal

Today, again, the book opened to "Warriors Waiting For The Signal." And I thought about how, when going on a hunt or heading out for battle, you don't just rush off willy nilly... you plan... you do your absolute best to have everything in place... and then you wait for the signal.

Jumping the gun, being impatient and over-zealous got many a young warrior into trouble. I'm sure. Exhuberant passion, I think is good - but it needs to be tempered with that still-point where you wait for the timing to be right.

So, I waited there with them. Wondering what the signal was, and if I would recognise it when it came. Finally, I thought to talk to them.

Here's what they said in reply:

"Shhh... Be still... Watch... Listen..."

~what's this?

An Appointment With The Teacher

I opened it up and flipped through the pages, and stopped, riveted by the image of this most amazing person. He looked right into me. I could hear... yes, really... I could hear him chanting Lakota prayers... almost I could smell the sage... and the warm red earth... the feathers and the skins and the people around me... almost.

It was like a revelation. Here was my teacher... here were my teachers... I would take that book home, and every day as part of my morning meditation, I would open the book at random, meet with my teacher, and listen, and learn...

... I am so sorry, but this post has been moved to my new website, Feathers and Bones, hosted at shirleytwofeathers.com, and can be found in its entirety here: An Appointment With The Teacher