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Dreams
Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Dream Messages
I am not a person, but a pinpoint of consciousness who is perceiving the world from the surface of a spring — clear, cold water bubbling up through a rocky crevice.
February 1978Readers Write
Dreams
A horse falling from the night sky, a tree spirit, a little girl in a blue dress
February 1978Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Waking Up . . . Or Am I Only Dreaming?
Most of what we call reality falls into a range between the trivial and the transcendent. At one end are the details of waking life. At the other end is what really counts.
November 1977Essays, Memoirs & True Stories
Shadow Dancing
We open our hearts at different rates. Often we are afraid of touching the parts of ourselves that we still don’t love or accept, where the lifetimes of pain lay buried.
July 1977
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