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Dreamwork |
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"Love is an attempt to change a piece of a dream-world into reality." Henry David Thoreau |
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Our dreams are nightly letters sent to us directly from the Divine. If we leave them unopened, we will miss reading the very poetry of our soul. Instead, we can re-learn their symbolic language, which is our mother-tongue, and begin to bring our waking life into harmony with our essential nature. It is said that consciousness is like a tiny speck of dust that sits atop a massive balloon that is the unconscious. What lives down there? Do I even want to know?
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