Awakening To Dreams

Awakening to Dreams Author(s): Louis Hagood Source: Journal of Religion and Health, Vol. 45, No.
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DOI:
10.1007/sl0943-006-9014-0
Awakening
LOUIS HAGOOD
ABSTRACT:
to Dreams
dream and lucid dreaming shamanic incubation aided recounts how author dream of cancer in therapy and his physical through journeying healing healing to the unconscious is the realm of spirit and soul to the shaman, The imaginai to Jung, and transitional the unconscious the archetypes of the collective space between Freud, to Winnicott. "me" and "not-me" The both his psychic in the imaginai.
KEY
WORDS:
dreaming;
Freud;
Jung;
Winnicott;
shamanism;
healing;
psychoanalysis.
of the Association for the Study Conference of the 2000 Annual in of the Dreams because sessions Mythic Journey Workshop Washington spread over the four days of the conference. Being a Joseph Campbell groupie in psychoanalysis to follow my bliss in the second I had trained when younger, half of life and felt that the Mythic would combine Journey Workshop I was not prepared and dreamwork. for was What the steady, Campbell as I approached the workshop session. shamanistic The drumming rhythmic mythic me with shamanistic than heroic and presented journey was more totally new. something were to "disengage The sessions the imaginative mind from the designed rational mind," which is exactly what the drumming did to me. I tightened my on a in when mind feathered rational the drummer headband my began grip the attendees sat in a circle the beat while slowly and gradually accelerating a dream image. The image I chose became as the too menacing and visualized
I attended
to soothe my face of my analyst picked up, so I focused on the comforting anxiety. growing for the night, we were asked to stand and move Before leaving the workshop as the spirit moved us to the drum around the circle, expressing ourselves a dream-incubation stone from the altar in the center. The while selecting stone was to be held in our left hand, our receiving side, as we slept that night. beat Later I collapsed into bed clutching my smooth, coffee-colored stone, and as soon as I closed my eyes I was bombarded violent I by imagery. hypnagogic it would be a rough ride and held on tight. Soon the imagery knew organized
National
in Psychoanalytic Studies from The New is a member of the M.A., School, The Association Association for Psychoanalysts, for the Study of Dreams and Psychological and practices the Friends of the Institute for Noetic in New York City. Sciences psychoanalysis to Louis Hagood, Correspondence lhagood@oxbridge.com. Louis Hagood, 160 ? 2006 Blanton-Peale Institute
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into a dream of running along a path above a beach, arms and legs churning but black man pursues the ground as if I were flying. A powerful feet not touching me. me He seizes from behind and me, faster than I, and I know he will catch I struggle but forces me off the trail, down onto the beach toward the water. will result in my anal rape there in the sand. realize that my resistance of id impulse from behind Freud would interpret my dream as an eruption me and drags me down of course, that overwhelms me, due to the drumming, as my the black man would to the waters of the unconscious. identify Jung to compensate for my lack from the unconscious shadow archetype, emerging the collective not only represent The sea to Jung would of groundedness. con would Self. Shamanistic unconscious but the all-inclusive practitioners an initiation rational mind into the of my ungrounded sider the experience to dreams. sea?an to the imaginai, awakening imaginai to Freud was the repressed is this imaginai sea? The unconscious What the col included Jung in the un the repressed archetypes, the of which the most the ego is but Self, conscious, being archetype significant a is that a small player. To shamanistic the imaginai reality practitioners, not is inhabited the realm of soul. The imaginai the concrete, by parallels but by spirits of both the past and the future, outside of concrete time memory as our physical the imaginai and space. We have a dream body that navigates are the phe the parallel worlds To the philosophers, the concrete. occupies memory lective and desire, both libidinous our mythological aggressive. with heritage, and to Winnicott is the transitional The imaginai and the numinous. me and not-me, dream. the area of play and creativity?of between the concrete earth and the the sea is the transitional space between Therefore, nomenal space a trauma of is a conflict of duality, the dream terminology, is me running not the earth feet the trail, touching along of the transitional towards not-me and the arrested space kicking dragged, by this trans into play. Through the conflict can be transformed the sea where can encounter formation the false self flight along the trail, the manic escape, to be a threat. Such is play in transitional the true self in what appears space, in dream. in the imaginai, we were to present In the closing session of the Mythic Journey Workshop, or dream to the group. After more our myth from our journey of return as Odysseus I introduced to the drum, up onto the myself washing dancing with beach of Ithaka, home from his long journey on the sea and his encounter both he found there. There was much inhabitants the imaginai aggres play, sive and Odysseus who left for Troy. What does it mean libidinous, to return with home the awake of the imaginai inhabitants sea, that allowed to his true self, wiser than the warrior king The Tibetan dream in and sleeping, lucid dreaming, spiritual sky. In Winnicott's The otherness.
to be awake?
yoga begins with the premise which we seek consciousness
was awake. Buddha a both that life is dream, waking in both states. Lucid living and
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are an awakening to of life. Shamanistic initiations sea. Tibetan the concrete that surrounds like the endless as is dream like is itself a shamanistic practice journeying to concrete In the Tibetan death the tradition, begins Odysseus's long voyage. to the imaginai and the goal is to realm of the bardos, the dream journey remain awake throughout. I returned in Washington, I home to New York from the convention When was in crisis and our daughter had a number of dying dreams. Our business so I considered was leaving for freshman the dreams year of college, symbolic. to the dream realm Before a our daughter of walking towards the sunset left, I dreamed through men am to about the is concerned paint. I planted field following me, but there no incident at the end of the field. I turn my back on the sunset and set up my easel facing the field.
or awakening the imaginai dream yoga
In Washington, my flight along the beach trail is arrested by the powerful and now my progress toward the sunset is stalked by threatening black man, in men, until I turn my back on the vista to paint. Both the ungroundedness and the pursuit of the sunset could be negations of life that has Washington become The black man forces me down to the water, and I turn threatening. to paint the planted my back on the sunset field, correcting my life-negating I set up my easel facing not only the planted field but also those men. one You don't without the other. Later that same night I get threatening saw myself a backwards between the on horns of bull draped standing upright so a hind to On horns of the The the its dilemma, legs. day following speak. out. dreams, my back went calls from the imaginai continue! Death is a dream journey, but My wake-up not when it is an escape from the trials of life, and not until our work in the concrete I need to wake up to the living dream before considering is done. now in the sea inWashington the beyond. The imaginai is available and in the am I field. reminded of the Buddhistic tradition of turning your back planted on enlightenment and turning towards Ufe and suffering your own humanity, included. suffering Once again, Freud would be interested in the threatening men behind me in the field. At least there is no incident this time, but they are still there, if I only turn and look, and paint them even. And there is impulse to spare in the bull between his horns. The raging bull as upright, standing holding me backwards well as potent. There is the repressed to be faced without es again, waiting would men consider the shadow figures, similar to cape. Jung threatening Freud's to reconcile the opposites but, in his system, repressed, opportunities me and not-me play within of spirit and life force. Winnicott's the transitional In imaginai space of dream and the imaginai. space, the bull is an archetypal but also the mythological figure as well, not only repressed personal impulse, an agrarian roles of the bull in fertility and sacrifice, tradition to appropriate the planted field that I turn to and set up to paint. course.
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to In agrarian mythology, and sacrifice, the bull itself, are related fertility is an immortal death and rebirth. The imaginai realm from which the concrete in birth and to which returns to be reborn is manifest at death the concrete tra in the agrarian follow death and rebirth again. The cycle of the seasons as does the course of the sun in its dition and in its gods, Adonis and Christ, my sunset at the end of a planted field is as archetypal daily cycle. Therefore, as the more But the planted field is concrete imposing bull standing upright. and alive while the sunset is an abstraction, There will be time pure imaginai. after the sun finally sets; in the meantime, enough for the imaginai paint the as in art all is imaginai, in field! Besides, dreams. just of the Association Before the next Annual Conference for the Study of was a a new I with which added cancer, Dreams, diagnosed low-grade prostate insight dying into dreams anal rape and the sunset and upright bull dreams afterwards, including After all, I was draped between the bull's horns backwards, went the small of my back, which out the following day, in prostate gland. is in the vicinity the Washington dream with its threatened the just bal the
presented. anced on of my vicinity explain
The prostate of the first chakra as well, which would gland as I ran along lack of groundedness the beach my trail, feet not in the Washington the ground, dream. A blockage in the first chakra touching would with Freud's and Jung's shadow arche correspond repressed impulse doctor gave me herbal medication for my my Chinese type eruption. When blocked chi or vital energy flow, I was reminded of the water that the powerful to in the Washington dream. I dreamed for ASD Cruz the of Conference, leaving a to to lot retrieve the red college parking returning Triumph Spitfire sports car that I had back in college and drove to New York with my wife after we were married. In the dream, the car looked good, only some signs of rust after all the years. I got in, but before turning the key, I feared that the old gasoline cause the and have corroded I worked may engine engine lock or an explosion. on the dream in therapy as an image of disease, old gas corroding my prostate, was also a good Freud's repressed impulse and Jung's shadow forces. Gasoline dragging down Before for Santa for my chi energy that needed boosting with Chinese herbs. And red metaphor is the color associated with the first chakra. at the Santa At the morning I Cruz Conference, group dream-sharing on the Spitfire dream further and got helpful feedback worked from the group. The men identified with the passion, power and sex as well as the aging body, while the women had more in her One recalled the gleam poetic responses. like the one he drove in his youth. father's eye when he saw a red Corvette out in Another remembered of gas left her. running Europe when her husband A third recalled her first car, a red Thunderbird to a cancer that had belonged victim. The young woman had treated the car with "tender love and care" in owner. It was then that I told the group about my of the previous memory black was me
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after getting into the dream and they were not surprised cancer, prostate in its mortality. the group's, and they shared themselves. The car had become of the car and The group experience allowed me to get into the body feelings or an cancer felt The lock to of the threat explosion. engine engine, appreciate it more real to me, more alive like a result ofthat threat, and the group made the former editor of New Age Magazine, and less intellectual. Marc Barasch, on his experiences an on dreams based with address gave healing thyroid dream. I realized that the Spitfire was my healing as are is dream journeying tradition of the shamanistic part Healing were shamanistic and initiatory rites. The early Greek practi philosophers the God Those seeking tioners that included dream healing Asklepios. through to sleep in sacred dor to temples of Asklepios dreams would journey healing I not to Santa Cruz, unlike in mitories and incubate their dreams, my journey cancer, and dreams of the University there and working with my healing in the dormitory sleeping cancer in is dream. The power of visualization well know, and combatting or the unconscious, comes from a God, the imaginai when the imagery the power is amplified. was center of Epidauros in Greece, the dream At the Asklepion incubation reinforced ment was with Greek choras and catharsis. Enact complete with tragedy, a vital part of the experience as was the shared human I condition. had shared my human condition with the morning group and dream-sharing was enactment. had been enriched what remained Each by their response, is the Dream wear the ASD Conference Ball where finale attendees year, a dream and party costumes into the night. that illustrate I had left Wash ington dream
to enact my healing before the Ball the year before, but was determined at Santa Cruz. Fortunately, I had brought the red shirt that my wife our trip north had just given me for our wedding anniversary, commemorating so a in the red Triumph of costume. I had the There were Spitfire, beginnings on my face painters available before the Ball, and I had a red "T" painted forehead and red flames on my cheeks. Then I searched the garbage and found a cardboard to wear around my waist box for Red Tail Ale with a red hawk where the old gas was corroding my prostate. All who wanted to describe in front of the revelers their dreams at the Ball were welcome, so I stepped to the microphone the car that I had and described and then made the sound of a revving gone back to college to retrieve, engine, roar in the speakers which was an amplified behind me as I shifted gears and on the raced away from the mike. Then the Red Tail Ale box got a workout dance floor as I retrieved the old dance steps from college as well as the old car. I danced with the dream-sharing who appreciated group members my enact ment and retrieval. One with red finger and toe nails, who confided to me that me she was a "spitfire" herself, a rose red from her costume. gave Back home in New York I incubated more healing of the Triumph dreams Spitfire with the rose given to me by the female spitfire on the dance floor at Santa Cruz. In one drearn I receive the key to the car and in another I start it
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the man with dragging man I in other As the flies with mouth. me, and I begin my ascend, finger soar to do more. him to do then We teaching fly. skydiving maneuvers, higher me are men to for turn from the The threatening there, waiting always or sunset leave the revels of the spiritual Dream Ball complete with healing sutra and sacred elephant. But just as I set up to paint them in the heart his planted field in the earlier dream, this time I don't fly away and escape them at the Dream Ball. The but teach them to fly, and to play as I rediscovered or shadow connection that I bite is an interesting with the impulse finger I am engaging but a connection nonetheless. them rather represented energies inWashington. than being engaged by the powerful black man There has been is if I am teaching the blocked energies how to soar, and the elephant progress of the first chakra where my energy was blocked. men waiting was not only threatening for me after the last night cancer to treat my prostate revels; I had a radioactive-seed implant scheduled Trade Center the week before 9/11 and the World attack. The image of the as a healing but dream of seed implants, planted field took on new significance There was reinforced of the experience by the 9/11 tragedy. To heal both to to Sven Doehner's traumas, go Day of the Dead dream-sharing retreat in Oaxaca, Mexico. Marc Barasch had sought out an indigenous healer in Oaxaca in the dream sharing in Mexico and local healers were to participate and be available for individual healings. in the sacred valley The retreat was at Sven's hacienda of Monte Alban, 30 years earlier. which my wife and I had explored It was like going back to the trauma I decided Sven's dream-sharing is for the Spitfire. approach college to get my Triumph as a active to reenter dream in imagination, group Jung's hypnagogically in the sensations them alchemically the bodily and "cooking" intensifying retort of the group. The goal is to free blocked or channeling diffuse impulse, Blocked especially opposing impulses. impulse would be earth or body bound, or spiritually. while diffuse would be air-borne, The alchemical intellectually earth and air, space between body and mind, a vs. flow medium of dream, being stuck or a human but space, space. living, imaginai In the first dream I shared with the group there is a primitive shower with a I don't use. I go out into the hall in my terry cloth bathrobe pull chain which to wake where my father passes me with his eyes closed as if he doesn't want a I robe like The and he's mine. before had his watch up, wearing night placed chain on the alter for dead loved ones who may visit us during the Day of the Dead, and it served its purpose well. But my father was no more engaged with retort of the group is transitional like the water in my Washington all over the place. Yet another an animal
of the college up and drive away from the dormitories dream set at a foreign resort. It's my final night there to nightspot, dancing with women eating and drinking, as I in at the Ball Santa Cruz. There is did Dream just I go outside where there are and a sacred elephant. bite one of their fingers and try to fly away but lift off
campus. Then came a and I go from nightspot and hugging the men, a vision of "heart sutra" some threatening men,
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in death in the group wept than he had been in life. Some for me but I someone to the remained until said, "Pull the chain!" referring dry-eyed the water, shower. Once again I was resisting the flow. primitive blocking of two college friends in a dorm room. The larger The next night I dreamed of the two learns that his father doesn't love him and acts out self-destruc on the balcony with alcohol and then dances cars, tively dangerously ledge
until he falls. The smaller reluctantly goes to his assistance, taking him in his arms down on the ground. The larger one gets the smaller in a rageful grip reassures can until the smaller "I Next the smaller him, help you." jumps on down from the balcony his lands and himself, joins the larger safely legs who is waiting with a guitar to make music together. In sharing I felt the rageful grip and the joy of making the dream music, in the alchemical method. It reminded me of teaching the opposing impulses men to in Santa The after Cruz. the "I dream fly threatening acknowledgment, can help you," allows the two to make music rather than act out self together to live not and with their die. "The tomb is empty," one destructively, impulses of the local healer said, cryptically. At the end of the week I had a healing in Oaxaca session with the curandero who made cancer was a lower back the cryptic observation. He felt my prostate I and told him the dream between problem, image of being draped backwards the bull's horns and my back going out afterwards. He said I had undigested with sacred water blown anger down there and gave me a limpio or cleansing his mouth onto my heart and pills and and the back of my neck, and sent me back to a medicine I carry in my pouch which
from New
York with baths pocket as I write.
On returning home from Oaxaca, I had water dreams until dreams, healing exam in the spring of the next year when was my annual physical everything back to normal with my prostate. The limpio and water dreams had digested the anger that the curandero had intuited. He was part of our dream-sharing from my father visitation and the rageful grip of group and got the information the dream friend whose father didn't love him. over the months I approached then entered the water, which Gradually, contained first snakes, then a female I dreamed lion, finally friendly porpoises. on the Caribbean, of "Flouristan" who is freed with the prisoners in Beetho or ven's Fidelio, in my Flow-ristan realm. Florence and its river imagined as I stopped swimming became Flow-rence reverse the river current, against directions and go with the flow. Before the next ASD Annual in Boston, Conference I dreamed that I can swim underwater like a fish. I'm in a swimming pool looking up at the on the surface. Occasionally swimmers I break the surface with my hand, like them. It was like teaching the fin, to let them know that I'm with men to fly in the dream after Santa Cruz. Then I heard the words, threatening "It's the medium that matters." or the connection is the medium The water between myself and the others, Winnicott's transitional the me space between a porpoise
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the pow this is what and the not-me, where play is finally possible. Perhaps as he wrestled me down to the beach in the had in mind erful black man I shared the dream in the morning dream. When dream-sharing Washington it was as if water was of the the medium group at the Boston Conference, as we sat in a circle and shared the imaginai. I could feel the emotions group in my body through the medium, and images At the evening Shamanic Dream Ceremony to questions. As we danced incubate answers our crystals were New in the flow of the imaginai. we were given quartz crystals around the circle to the drum to as
Iwas skeptical. I associated blessed, crystals with superficial as our we our stones at We chose had incubation crystals Age practices. in in the which the Mythic resulted had Washington, Journey Workshop on man so a I of the black the maintained beach, eruption suspension willing in which we wound up at of disbelief and sat down for the guided visualization an underground in our to be answered spring to ask our crystal a question
Then
came my question: "How can I be faithful?" that night. Out of nowhere it slowly, "How can I be faith-fall?" I repeated Full of faith as our dream It's the medium that matters. sharing group was full of water. I Back in my dormitory held in room, my crystal my left hand and asked the it three times before under my pillow and closing my eyes. holding question I was immediately Just as in Washington, bombarded images, by hypnagogic were but this time there were words in the assault. Where included these dreams
state. First in my liminal I heard "the 1:30 words coming from? I wondered bus" and I recalled that I had signed up for the bus trip to the Field of Dreams, an Indian dig where to major finds. The next dreams had led anthropologists at 1:30. Then I heard time I of the checked the bus. It left morning departure me of the words "white light," which reminded the light in my crystal and of up to white Waking enlightenment. more answers for my racing mind
tions."
I heard "don't talk," and stilled light. Next to my question. I heard Then "filling sta
in Santa Cruz, my dream The year before of retrieving my red Triumph I'm told by with the old gas was my first healing dream. Now Spitfire I must be a filling whomever that to be faith-full station, gas for providing of stations I thought and others. of the cross; filling stations are service myself ser stations. and spiritual selfless programs Recovery disciplines emphasize case were vice to be faith-full. In I didn't get it, there images of the red Tri as well. umph Spitfire came the only dream of the night as I drifted Then off to sleep after the answers am on a low dock on the to I of my question. hypnagogic onslaught can feel her belly beach with a wet, naked woman I against my back. pressed She feels sea was me a wet The imaginai had offered rewarding to press against my lower back, where mermaid the Bull had held me before the cancer diagnosis, and where the black man in the Washington dream had wonderful, if I'm being it my medium. the in the small of my back I wonder but me for making and feel her breasts on my upper faithful. Regardless, back.
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the water. to violate me if I resisted Of course, I was being faith threatened full and my faith was being rewarded. Then I saw the face of a woman my age dying of cancer back in New York. I saw her. Finally Later I learned that she died that day, the day I dreamed to tell if the the image of a pond with a surface so calm that it was impossible blue was from the reflected brilliant sky or the pond itself. The blue was dotted In the imaginai small white there is clouds. The sky had met the water. one nor two. neither I went to find the bus to the Field of Dreams. At 1:30 the next afternoon, The a cere leaders of the crystal ceremony the night before joined us to perform with the Indians and their land. I learned that the site was mony of atonement a quarry for stones used in Indian ceremonies of years ago. Quartz thousands was one of the stones, and, fortunately, I had brought along my quartz crystal. in a circle and were given rose petals to offer to When we arrived, we gathered with the site, dropping the land while the drum played. As we walked petals on the a large outgrowth I discovered of granite land we had defiled, and remembered I took my crystal out of my pocket, contained quartz. being told that granite in Oaxaca, out of the medicine and held it pouch given me by the curandero over the granite. When I felt a slight magnetic of the pull, I knew the purpose "the 1:30 bus" from the night before. words At the site's museum, I shopped for items for my costume for the Dream Ball that night. Like the past year in Santa Cruz, I waited until before the Ball to a costume. enact and put together decide on the dream that I would In Santa Cruz, Iwas the red Triumph Spitfire with old gas; this year I would be a filling I found some red Indian Stick-on tattoos station. for my face at the museum, and had the same red shirt from the past year. For the filling station pump hose I used a red rubber tube that I used to exercise my sore shoulders. Once at the Ball and explained then my costume, again I stood at the microphone danced away the night, pausing to fill up anyone who needed gas. occasionally Iwanted When my analyst was on summer vacation, or to work on conscious answers were mostly lucid dreaming. The crystal in a hypnagogic, liminal realm was conscious state, and I felt the next step in the imaginai dreaming, not just words and images. Again, shamanistic soul or dream journeying ap to me at the annual ASD Conference and I wanted to cultivate the pealed I had been unable to up until to try. I read then, but I wanted practice. I could and asked my crystal, "How can I dream consciously?" The everything I lived response was an image of the house with the interior courtyard where in Old San Juan, Puerto Rico, a truly imaginai of my place, and the backyard childhood in grass clippings covered like after a heavy rain had floated them to let it flow, and in a few weeks So I decided I up, washed up by the imaginai. had my first lucid moment, in which I realized I was dreaming while in the dream and everything far more becomes alive and sensational. It suddenly lasted only a moment it is so intense at because and, first, overwhelming.
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it had taken me years to get into the water that the powerful black Besides, man me can inWashington to. down The be imaginai dragged overwhelming. In my next lucid dream I am in my childhood home as I had for over 10 years in analysis, of dreams but for the first time I leave! I haul my stuff behind me in some kind of tractor, out of the driveway and into the street out front of the house. I see some black boys in the street and say, "I'm dreaming," twice and, once again, more intense becomes and alive. The everybody boys pass me use a as I to street to without and decide the take off in my runway incident, I tractor and fly. It is a difficult and belabored do clear the ground takeoff, but of saying, "I'm dreaming" is technique a target event occurs. I practiced this I experienced while whenever what awake was in my own imagi technique or vs. the concrete. like anxiety nation, over-excitement, psychic reality I recognized when I felt threatened the Therefore, by the boys in the street, and took responsibility for the psychic I could the imaginai. anxiety reality, the imaginai while both awake and asleep and take consciously acknowledge I never would have had the courage for it. Otherwise to finally responsibility leave my childhood dream home after all those years of analysis. The month I had dreamed before that the ocean was now close to my childhood home practiced when home. lawn so close I could finally in fact it is 20 miles away. With the imaginai leave on reason were is the the that that washed grass up Perhaps clippings con in the backyard in the dream response to my "How can I dream and rise above my neighborhood. The awake whenever daily while
sciously?" crystal question. is awakening to dream, to the waking Lucid dreaming and sleeping dream, to the imaginai that includes both. It is our egos that awake from the illusion our separateness our conflict with of our duality, I see and isolation, others. a its all the but dream awaken As males that I from. time, threatening only Jung men onto threatening back my projections of my vitality onto it is all a dream. mermaids and realize that creativity in and is control lucid Taking responsibility dreaming taking back all the was I the has With that power ego power, given away. finally able to leave my childhood dream home and face the threatening street males and even fly a all my baggage little with after years in therapy of dreamwork and ASD say, and my
conferences.
would
I take
a summer At the end of spring I had attended solstice celebration that called the time a "culmination." When I looked back over the past four years, I had to me down to with the powerful black man wrestling agree. From my encounter sea inWashington, to my dream of leaving my childhood home, I the imaginai had the in with the imaginai and not so isolated and threatened same time, I had healed my energy blockage that had un resulted to the flow, trusting my and had opened impulse, or the Winnicott whatever. flow considered the "creative conscious, imaginai chaos. I saw images of surf chaos," and I asked my crystal what was creative become familiar concrete. At the in a cancer
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to and flood waters, then the wet ground under a beach house with an opening the light. on a dock out in the water I am standing I had a culmination dream in which in the Oaxaca with the terry cloth robe that I and my father wore visitation into the water. I see huge fish in the dream. I take it off and jump naked the dock, but they are vegetarians and no threat. under I see men supports on the bottom with walking I am breathing underwater shoes and SCUBA gear, and realize that weighted I had just turned 60 in 2004, without equipment. cancer in his early sixties. He was as defended and my father had died of and as to escape into his head as I did. We resistant in the traveled I, preferring same robes. After four years of dreamwork, I took off the robe and plunged, no equipment I needed where into the imaginai to breathe naked, finally
underwater.

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Awakening to Dreams Author(s): Louis Hagood Source: Journal of Religion and Health, Vol. 45, No.

yoga begins with the premise which we seek consciousness

or awakening the imaginai dream yoga

presented. anced on of my vicinity explain

York with baths pocket as I write.

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