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Electric Dreams Volume 01 Issue 05
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| Electric Dreams |
| Volume 1 Issue 5 |
| 29 May 1994 |
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Dedicated to sharing and exploring dreams
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Notes for the week
1. This issue will be uploaded to alt.dreams, minus this notes section, to
see if we can drum up more members. So, for those of you who frequent
alt.dreams, here is your warning, you don't need to read this twice.
2. WE NEED MORE CONTRIBUTIONS! This applies especially to commentary on
dreams that have been contributed in previous issues. You can comment
on any dream in any issue, no matter how long ago the dream was printed.
People who contributed dreams and have not recieved commentary on them,
get back to me, and I will put a special request in the next issue for
you.
Here are some excerpts from a letter Pam Ryan sent me, reprinted with
permission.
It's a great forum, but I continue to be disappointed at the amount of
commentary submitted. I've submitted a couple of dreams, but have
received NO feedback, although I go to considerable effort each week
to consider others' dreams, and post responses to them. I wish there
were some way of encouraging more people to respond......
In the dream-sharing groups I've facilitated, the leader can ask
directly for more opinions: "Hey, you've been quiet -- do you have
any ideas about this dream?" And the face-to-face interaction also
encourages participation.
It seems to me, that if people would like to get something from the
virtual-dream-community we've created (if they would like to hear the
opinions of others about their dreams), it is only polite that they
should be willing to offer ideas about others' dreams, as well. I'm
not asking that every person respond to every dream posted, but is it
unreasonanble to request that anyone who posts a dream, should also
post at least *one* response for someone else? .....
Hope I'm not being high-handed, but it's terribly disappointing to
look forward to the dream newsletter all week, hoping for some insight
about your dream, only to find that it has fallen upon deaf ears. I'm
certain this lack of feedback could contribute to an unwillingness to
submit things in the future -- why go to the trouble, if your
submissions are only ignored?
Sorry to harp on this, but I do feel it's important.
So please, send in your comments, even if they are only a few lines long.
If there is something keeping you from writing that I can help with,
please let me know.
3. I would like to give extra special thanks to Val Kaquatosh and Pam Ryan
for the exellent job they've done with contributing material and keeping
Electric Dreams going when submissions are low. Thanks much! =)
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Dream Commentary
======The Waitress and Her Bodily Fluids-Issue 2==========================
This dream fascinated me. The body fluids struck me as odd. Why
vomit? Why was the blood diseased? Why not the fluids of sexual activity
as opposed to just menstral blood? This dream seemed to capture fears
about women. They are strange--the menses; they are deadly--diseased
blood; they are unknowable, unhappy, and full of angst and problems and
worries about getting short changed--vomit, sadness, concern about the
tip. The idea of Keith returning and being perhaps different might have
shifted in this segment of the dream into a general exploration of the
strangeness of other people.
--Cathy Decker
**I don't know about this dream of BJ's, it's getting all the wrong
attention. I know BJ personally and he's not the type of man who's afraid
of women. He's the most feminine guy I know--he hangs around us women
enough and a lot of times he IS female in his dreams. You could even call
him a MALE FEMINIST. The only thing he has to fear about us is...well,
I can't think of anything. I asked him about it and he just told me "she
was just some waitress who served me this stuff." Chris and I have a
running theory that perhaps he was the waitress. If you'd read the dream
over, you'd discover that he was half buried in the median--where the
waitress herself was also buried.
Perhaps next time we could get BJ to comment/interpret his dream
himself. What do you say? Also, read my commentary on his dream from
Issue 4. Let's compare notes!
--Val, the Dream Shaman (ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu)
=====The Indianapolis/naked Victor/Village People Dream-Issue 2===========
This dream about Victor is intriguing. Victor "makes Stuart
Smalley" look hip. Stuart is the 12 step junkie and a vulnerable sweetie-
-so is Victor pathetic? or is he just a dowd? or is he sensitive? If hip
your evaluation level of men, perhaps the dream is trying to tell you
there is more to men than "hipness."
I don't know about your life at all so this could be wildly off,
but could your dream be trying to work out a tendency to judge men by
what other people think of them--is he cool? is he cute? very superficial
things--and the way your girlfriend has chosen her man--the sensitive,
lets hug and relate and be kind type-of-man? Your embarrassment in the
dream over Victor (whom you associate with Stuart Smalley) could be
embarrassment over people discussing life's traumas (the 12 step
programs). You may have your own suppressed problems and the thought of
being a Stuart or Victor and talking of them scares you so you run away
as you did in the dream--Then Again it is just a dream and maybe you
watched Sat. Nite Live the night before and talked about Victor!!
Cathy Decker
=====Women in Flying Dreams-Issues 2======================================
I have to concur with others who have responded to this -- I have
had flying dreams most of my life. They did NOT start when I was thirty,
as that author tried to suggest.
My first flying dreams were more like "floating a few inches off
the ground" dreams. Gradually, I increased my abilities (at first, it
was like swimming in molasses!) and by high school, I had reached a fair
amount of proficiency. Now, I can zoom off into outer space, if I want!
--Pamela Ryan
=====Ronald-Issue
3=======================================================
I believe this dream was telling you to view life differently.
You may be a vegetarian, but there is enlightenment in the eating of
"meat" as well. (And when I say "meat" I mean the "meat" of the world--
all and everything around that you may overlook). Something ordinary,
mediocre, and commercialized (like McDonald's food) has meaning in life.
All things are extraordinary when you really think about it. The meaning
of life and death is in all things. The knowable is also the Unknowable.
No one can truly "know" about everything all at once. You understand life
by knowing what it is to "live."
This dream could also be telling you to appreciate life more,
acknowledge that death is a part of life, and us meat-eaters can be just
as enlightened as you vegetarians!
--Val, the Dream Shaman (ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu)
======Land Cruiser-Issue 3================================================
This is interesting. A father driving (ambition? authority?).
There's a woman inbetween you and your mother (could you be torn between
a mother and lover-figure?). The woman curls up next to your Mom, then
comes to you, seemingly to carry on a "motherly-smotherly" role. When
she says that she can't "move in with you because you want to live in a
boat", I believe she might be accusing you of insincerity. When you "live
in a boat" you are floating on the SURFACE of water (water being a
Universal Symbol of EMOTION). When you tell her that you don't care
about "the water" as much as you care about her, you are really saying
that you'd rather "abandon" or ignore what you are really feeling deep
inside in order to have her.
To have her, you'd give away yourself away. Your first love is
Yourself. This woman did not want you to lose your identity in hers.
This dream could be telling you to break away from relationships that ask
you to give yourself away. In order to have true bliss and harmony, seek
out lovers and friends who are your equals--people who won't ask too much
of you and who will accept you for who you are.
--Val, the Dream Shaman (ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu)
========Death, Rebirth-Issue 3============================================
I have something to share about this dream. I just recently lost
a close friendship and I had many fits of "choking"--to the point where I
thought I would surely die. The "choking" sensations came on during
dreaming and waking life. I couldn't eat or even breathe properly.
Everytime I got into an elevator, I, too, experienced paranoia. But the
worst fear of all was confronting my lost friend again. I didn't do
anything wrong to be rejected by him, but I thought, "he hates me,
otherwise he wouldn't have left..."
I went to the doctor and got some therapy. It turned out that
the "choking" was a case of Severe Anxiety. This condition is not
uncommon for people experiencing separation and loss to have. You're
lucky. You only experienced it in a dream. Yet, whether we experience
it in a dream or not, everyone deals with death and is eventually "reborn"
after a great loss.
--Val, the Dream Shaman (ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu)
=======Rattlesnake Garden-Issue 4=========================================
The image of planting is, for me, a symbol of "building" and the
fertility of creativity. But the worms, to me, are not necessarily good.
Earthworms help to fertilize the soil, yes, but they are blind and smushy.
I love snakes for they are a Universal Symbol of healing, transmutation,
and wisdom. A Rattlesnake never strikes without warning. The snake
could've been warning you that things aren't going as well as you'd like
to believe.
You and your husband are riding in a driver-less vechile, heading
into an unknown direction without guidence. The policeman stops you and
you're frightened because, lacking direction and guidence, you're bound
for trouble. When you show the cop your plants (which happen to be in
little boxes) it is an attempt to say, "look, this is what we've been
doing, could you give us a break?" You're worried you'll be punished
because those "little" things don't seem to be enough.
Are you and your husband currently working on a new project of
some sort? Perhaps before you guys start work, you should seek out some
helpful advice to get you moving on the right track (with one of you
driving this time!). The information might be invaluable and you won't
be so worried. (Worries can be big distractions, believe me!)
--Val, the Dream Shaman (ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu)
=======Dream Snippets-Issue 4=============================================
Okay, BJ, here are a few comments on your snippets:
The person shouting, "he's got a gun!"--is this guy with a gun you
or someone else? To me a gun symbolizes "phallic" masculine power. Could
someone be aiming this at you? Or is your mind replaying that one scene
from Star Trek VI? (Cool scene, kudos to Kirk and the gang!)
The expressway being a river: flow of feeling, emotion. Then,
Sand: cut off, dry, death...
A feeling of loss and confusion: Helplessness? Unable to change
things, guilt?
I hate it when my eyes cake up, too. Ick!
Aliens: strange, foreign, unfamiliar. Cassettes: form of
communication, portable music, exchange of sound. Purple writing
utensils: catch up on your letters. Flood: a rush of emotions, again
got an image of drowning: fear, isolation, despair, trying to save
yourself. Phone call from high school friends and hanging up on them:
cutting yourself off from the past, or could it be you're "hung-up" on
the past? Discovery of Gillian's Island: rescue, new things, new ideas,
the end of being lost and alone, you are free!
--Val, the Dream Shaman (ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu)
======Faerie Goat-Man with Golden Genitals-Issue 4========================
This dream, of making love to the silvery goat-man with the golden
genitals, makes me think of Pan, the god of nature. Sex is a natural
part of life, and "connecting with" nature like this has a very magical
quality, for me. In the dream, you have wings, which is also a nice
symbol of freedom and spiritual ability. Other associations: Treasure,
masculinity, "largeness" of nature.
--Pamela Ryan
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Dreams
======Dream by mdbrown@artsci.wustl.edu (Marilyn)=========================
HASTA LA VISTA!
I dreamed that my ex-husband walked into the house, informed me
that his second wife had left and so-- since he deserved to be married--
we would remarry on August 14, our anniversary. (Actually, he had the
date wrong.) I tell him that I've been very happy in the ten years away
from him and am not interested. He reminds me that my happiness is not
the question; he needs to remarry.
I leave and go have a drink with two of my friends (a couple) in
celebration of my walking away again. (In fact, I don't drink, but I do
celebrate in a variety of ways.) In the dream, while I am sipping the
drink, I think about the advantages remarrying him would have, first for
financial reasons, then for the pleasure it would give our adult children.
For the second time around, I realize those are not adequate reasons for
ME to stay with an emotional bully ... who clearly, in the dream, has not
changed much.
mdbrown
======Dream by mettw@newt.phys.unsw.edu.au (Matthew)======================
Egg
I sent this dream to alt.dreams a while ago and got no response,
which supprised me a bit untill I received a letter from someone wanting
to know if I really did have the dream or not. So I try again, and yes I
did actually have this dream. My question for everyone is what is the
worst nightmare you have ever had? I have only ever had a couple in my
life but those I have had were pretty bad. Is this dream an extreem or is
ther someone out there who has had a worse one?
15/8/93
We were playing pool on a long table with a conveyor belt next to it
full of balls. I was playing with some woman against two guys. The first
guy hit the white ball into the corner pocket, but it was stuck at the
top. I tried to hit it out but it didn't work, and then tried to squash
it down the hole but that didn't work either. I searched the return chute
for a new white ball but most of them had thier air let out (they were
volleyballs). I found a firm one and when I put it on the table it became
a mandarin which I couldn't play the shot with properly. I knocked the
mandarin up in the air and belted it in frustration.
The other guy played a shot and all of the balls on the conveyor belt
suddenly fell into the pocket and shot out of the return chute. I started
picking them up and throwing them back onto the conveyor belt but someone
said I have to be gentle with them. David J. got onto the conveyor belt
and lay on it as it moved. Something was said about it belonging to Jenny
Craig (she owns a series of weight loss centers in Australia) and being
able to get one and run on it. I threw a pack of cheesels or something
onto it.
I found an egg on the floor and showed it to the woman, saying that
we should place it on the table for the white ball as a joke. She asked
if it was edible and I said I didn't think so as it was hard boiled. I
cracked the side of one and saw a half developed foetus in it. I told the
woman that she didn't want to see it and went around the corner to a very
large egg at the end of the hallway in my parents house. The egg was full
of row after row of dead, undeveloped chicken foetuses. I put the one I
was holding into it and started pulling one out of my mouth. The sight
in the large egg was so horrible I could barely look at it and I couldn't
get the one out of my mouth quick enough.
There was some shell left in my mouth so I went into the bathroom
where Steve was taking a shower and Dave C. and Fiona were standing
outside the shower, I tried not to interupt. I spat the shell into the
sink and then thew up, hitting my head on the tap.
I woke up, reasuring myself that it was only a dream and then fell
back into it. I saw that there was a large gap between one of my front
teeth and the gum, I was worried that it may fall out.
--Matthew Parry
'What we do in dreams we also do when we are awake: we invent and
fabricate the person with whom we associate - and imediately forget we
have done so.'
FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE, Beyond good and evil
=========ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu=======================================
Dream Series:
"I'm Death, BJ's the Crow, and We Hunt Down A Serial Killer"
VMK
DREAM JOURNAL ENTRY #79
Vol. 5, March 20, 1994
Part Two: "An Indecent Proposal"
The bus--I was on the bus again. It took me to New York City
where I was dropped off at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Inside there
was some sort of fashion show going on, but it wasn't an ordinary show.
Mannequin-like, living models were standing still as mimes in sexually
suggestive poses. They were standing on a conveyer belt--that's how they
were moving forward down a very long hall. In the distance I heard really
loud Rave music. The music was coming from where the models were coming
from.
By this time, I knew I was dreaming, so strange logic told me to
change the direction of the conveyer belt, stood on it, and it led me to
the opening of this dance club--it was where the models and music were
coming from. By the front door was my friend Trevor dressed up as a
perpetual Queen--with a mesh shirt, chains, and leather pants. I noticed
I was no longer on the conveyer belt and was standing outside at night on
the streets of New York in front of the dance club, facing Trevor.
"You gotta come inside, Val!" Trevor waved at me and stamped a
smiley face on my left wrist. That's when I noticed I was all dressed in
black. I was thin, pale, and I looked just like Death out of the SANDMAN
comics. Infact, I WAS DEATH!
"BJ's waiting for you inside," Trevor continued, winking
strangely, "I'll come in with you to watch."
"Watch?" I asked, "Watch what?"
He just gave me this look that seemed to say, 'You'll see...'
Inside the dance club, the music was by Trauma and Madonna was
writhing on a stage floor with a very hot male model with long dark hair
(kind of looked like Fabio, but not as muscular or rugged, he looked
pretty and feminine--yet still definitely a guy). Madonna had this really
cool full body tatoo of a phoenix--with firery wings all along her back
and curving over her breasts. She also had a nipple ring with a chain
that was connected to a nose ring on the male model. Madonna and the male
model were both nude and even some of the dancers in the club were nude.
Both homosexual and hetrosexual couples were making out and caressing each
other in the buff as they slowly danced to the music. I felt confused and
out of place.
Trevor led me to BJ who was dressed, again, as the Crow, but this
time he had a sawed-off shotgun strapped to his back. In the neon, dance
club lights, BJ looked ghostly, yet cool--and he had this whimsical, yet
meloncholy look on his face that seemed to suggest (I got the feeling)
that his mind was going a mile a minute, real deep in thought.
"Hey!" I yelled at him and the ankh (Death always wears an ankh)
at my chest fell hard onto my chest and started to glow with this cold,
white light--as if moonlight was glinting off it.
BJ didn't say much to me, he had a drink of some funky blue stuff
(probably a Smart Drink) in hand and was drinking the stuff. He handed
me the drink (after he drank two more careful sips) and told me to drink
from it. I did. It tasted very sweet and tart and it gave me this warm
feeling in my belly.
"Do you like it?" He asked me. I told him Yes and Trevor started
to laugh.
"Do you guys want to go out there and do _that_?!" Trevor pointed
at Madonna and her male model love-slave.
Both BJ and I turned up our noses.
"Not with my nose hooked to someone's nipple!" BJ exclaimed.
"And never in a crowd--for the world to see!" I exclaimed after
BJ's exclaimation.
"You guys don't know how to have fun," Trevor retorted, "Say,
BJ...I know that you want to. How about the three of us--yeah--the three
of us go out there and _do_ it?"
I folded my arms over my chest. I didn't like this. But, it was
kinda funny. BJ almost looked like he was considering it!
"Don't tell him what to do!" I scolded Trevor. "And don't give
him any nasty ideas! I'm sure he's got plenty of his own fantasies...and
they'd have nothing to do with me or you."
This started an argument between BJ and I--but it was a teasing,
friendly argument, not serious. I don't remember hardly any of the
dialogue that was exchanged between us during the "funny" argument. I
just remembered seeing us two laughing and having a good time with it.
We laughed a lot. We drank the rest of the drink together and decided to
leave.
"It's better at my place," BJ told me, "it's safe..."
Then, I woke up.
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Dream Project
Last issue, I asked you all to send in one weeks worth of dreams
to see if we can tell anything about your personality from them. Here is
the first of our project entries. Now, I need your input for the next
part of the experiment. Please send in your opinions on what you think
this person is like. I will publish all the entries, and the person who
sent in the dreams can let us know how close we came.
May 15
I've missed an airplane. Others around me (my family) are frantic, upset
about this. But I am content and calm, still packing my things, not
worried about getting to my destination on time.
My family tries to make me pack faster -- throws my stockings in my
sutcase all jumbled up -- but I insist upon folding everything neatly.
May 16
My sister and I are in a car accident -- rear-ended. We end up locked in
a school, trying to escape
May 16
I'm living in "Lapland" -- a snowy place. I'm cheerful, embroidering
bright-colored designs on a dark blue dress.
May 18 (Pan Garden, previous submission)
Plant a garden in a cake pan, then find a rattlesnake there. My husband
and I are riding in a car that has no driver. The police stop us. We
show the officer little plants. I'm worried we'll be punished.
May 19
Flying dream -- don't remember details.
May 20
I am naked, making love to an invisible man. Another man is in the room,
watching us. This was a pleasant experience.
Remember, I need as many replies as I can get to make this work, so please
jot down any thoughts you have and send them in.
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Dream Articles
=====submitted by ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu (Val)========================
A BASIC DREAMCRAFT RITUAL
by Valentina, the Dream Shaman
1. Before getting into bed, cleanse, dress yourself, and make sure you
will have no distractions. Relax. Play soothing music, if you wish.
Make sure you have plenty of time to meditate and sleep. If you have
to be somewhere early in the a.m. and you're just getting into bed
late, you might have a problem.
2. Prepare a Dream Potion (several recipes are included following this
article). Inhale the steam. Breathe deeply and slowly. Hold the
cup of tea before you and clear your mind of all "chatter." Gaze
deeply into the tea. Pay close attention to how it looks, feels,
and smells. Let the cup of tea be the "focus" that will aid you in
total relaxation.
3. Once you are completely relaxed and your mind is free of all trouble,
picture in your mind what you'd like to be doing. Are you looking
for a better job? See yourself at your favorite work and feeling
happy about it. Searching for love? See yourself happy and in love
with the person of your dreams. Low on cash? See yourself
financially independent and happy. Health problems? See yourself
well and enjoying life.
4. Concentrate on a specific image that will represent what you'd like
to be doing. DO NOT let anything negative set you back. DO NOT
ALLOW YOURSELF TO DROWN IN INSECURITY. Say you want to concentrate
on a job promotion. (You've been working at the company for years
and just need a break). You pick the image of the characteristic
pin-striped suit and tie of an executive to represent the promotion-
-a job promotion you _know_ you will have, regardless of your current
position. (Put your positive thinking to the test!)
5. Next, hold in your hand a stone (moonstone or octahedron are best for
this) or other small hand-held object (such as a dream-catcher,
feather, locket, etc.). The stone or object will be your personal
Dream Fetish. The Dream Fetish should always be with you at your
bedside or underneath your pillow. It is your "magick key" to the
Land of Dreams.
6. While holding your Dream Fetish, drink your Dream Potion. Savor each
drop to the last (while still keeping that specific image of what you
want in your mind). As you drink, let the image not only represent
that job promotion, but let it also represent YOU. With each sip,
imagine yourself putting on that pin-striped executive's suit. See
yourself in your new position dressed in that suit, smiling and happy.
7. After drinking, hold your Dream Fetish tight and say these words to
yourself:
I HAVE DRUNK THE MAGICKAL BREW THAT WILL TAKE ME
TO THE LAND OF DREAMS.
I HAVE THE MAGICK KEY TO UNLOCK THE MYSTERY OF
MY DREAMING.
I HAVE THE POWER WITHIN TO MAKE MY DREAMS COME
TRUE...
SO MOTE IT BE!
8. Put the Dream Fetish beside your bed or underneath your pillow.
9. As you lie in bed, let yourself start to sleep, but remain awake.
Twilight images will come to mind. Just keep the image of yourself
and what you want locked in your brain. Again, DON'T WORRY. Keep
the visualization light and serene. If you want, you can add details
to it.
10. As you finally find yourself entering sleep fully, formulate these
words in your mind:
TO GREAT MORPHEUS* I SPEAK
GRANT ME THE WISH THIS
WORK** TO FIND.
* If you are uncomfortable with referring to a pagan god or
goddess, please refer to whatever other form of deity or entity
you are more familiar with.
** LOVE, HEALTH, MONEY, etc. Use whatever words are more fitting.
Change and elaborate, it's all up to you.
11. Within several hours, your bladder should wake you up (thanks to
the tea you drank before bed) allowing you to recall the dream.
After waking, record all that you can remember, even if it's just
snippets and/or fragments. Recall all that you have felt, seen,
touched, and heard from your dreams. There could be some invaluable
clues in your dreams that will help you find what you seek. Even if
you don't remember the dream, your subconscious knows and you will
be unconsciously carrying things through to their fruition.
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DREAMY HERBAL BREWS
(from Val, the Dream Shaman's Magickal Kitchen)
Preparing Herbal Brews:
1. Gather, grind, and mix the herbs.
2. Empower* the herbs with your magickal intent.
3. Heat about two cups water to boiling.
4. Place one handful of the mixed, empowered herbs into teapot or other
heat-proof, non-metallic container.
5. Pour the hot water over the herbs.
6. Cover with an equally non-metallic, steam-tight lid.
7. Let herbs brew for about 13 minutes.
8. Strain through cheesecloth or a bamboo strainer.
*Empowering is simply a personal "blessing" put over an object.
Sort of like what a Catholic priest does during communion. If
you are a Christain, you would say "grace" over the herbs. A
Wiccan will give thanks to the Goddess, stating over the herbs:
"May these herbs aid me in my goal, So mote it be!"
NOTE: These herbal brews have been passed down for generations
in my family and have long been celebrated for relaxing nerves,
easing tension and mellowing the emotions. None of these herbal
brews will emotionally enslave you to "dark" powers. If anything,
the drinks should be regarded as medicines--a lot of the herbs in
them are in actual perscriptions you'd take for illnesses! Use
common sense and make sure you are not allergic to any of the
herbs.
DREAM POTION No.1
(To Dream of the Future)
Mugwort one part
Valerian two parts
Peppermint 1/2 part
Orange peel 1/2 part
DREAM POTION No.2
(To Dream of Love)
Mugwort one part
Nutmeg 1/2 part
Peppermint two parts
Rose petals one part
Orange blossoms one part
DREAM POTION No.3
(To Dream of Peace)
Valerian one part
Comfrey one part
Rosemary 1/2 part
Sage a pinch
Vervain one part
DREAM POTION No.4
(For Dreams of Spiritual Guidence)
Valerian one part
Marjoram one part
Camomile two parts
Parsley 1/2 part
Peppermint one part
**Prepare these four herbal brews in the usual way (mentioned
above). Sweeten with sugar, lemon, or honey, if desired. Serve
hot.
Share with friends!
DREAM POTION No.5
(A "Good-Night" brew; chases away nightmares)
Rose petals one part
Myrtle leaves one part
Vervain one part
**Soak rose petals in a pot of water for 3 days. Add more rose
petals each day. On the third day, add the Myrtle and Vervain
to the pot and let soak all day. That night, before going to
bed, bathe your forehead with 3 handfuls of the brew. Use until
gone. DO NOT DRINK!
DREAM POTION No.6
(Morpheus Dream-Luck Passion Drink)
Rosemary one pinch
Thyme two pinches
Jasmine flowers one part
Mugwort one part
3 Fresh Mint leaves (or 1/2 tsp. dried)
5 Fresh Rosebud petals (1 Tbsp. dried)
5 Fresh Lemon Tree leaves (or 1 tsp. dried Lemon Peel)
Nutmeg three pinches
Orange peel three pieces
Clove one part
Lavender one part
Honeysuckle flowers 1/2 part
Ginger one part
Cinnamon 1/2 part
Red Wine two cups
Cherry or Rhubarb juice two tsp. (optional)
**(This special brew came to me from a dream where it was served
to me by an Asian "butterfly" woman. It's rather good. It has
a golden amber colour to it and it's like drinking liquid gold!
A real magickal find).
Instructions:
Place all ingredients (except the wine and juice) into teapot.
Boil three to four cups of water and add to the pot, pouring the
water over the herbs throughly. Cover with a steam-tight lid.
Let brew for 15 minutes. Strain through cheesecloth or bamboo
strainer. Let cool. Add the wine and juice to the brew. Let sit
for three days. Serve at room temperature. Makes a full pot.
Share with good friends!
DREAM POTION No.7
(Grandmother Moon's Milk)
Jasmine flowers 1/2 part
Peppermint one part
Cinnamon one part
Clove 1/2 part
Marigold flowers 1/2 part
Hibiscus one part
Orange peel three pieces
Milk two cups
White Chocolate three Tbsp.
Sweet butter one tsp.
Honey one Tbsp.
Coconut milk 1/2 cup
Brown sugar one pinch
**(This is also from the same dream mentioned above. It's really
good and really thick. Goes down bitter sweet, but leaves a
pleasant taste in your mouth).
Instructions:
Place the herbs into teapot. Boil two to three cups of water
(depending upon desired thickness) and add to teapot, pouring
water over the herbs. Cover with lid and let brew for 15 minutes.
Strain and set aside. Heat milk, white chocolate, butter, honey,
coconut milk, and brown sugar in separate pot. Remove from heat
after mixture starts to boil. Pour herbal brew into mixture.
Stir. Serve hot. Makes a full pot. Share with friends.
HAVE A GOOD NIGHT'S DREAM!
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Val, Creative visualization sounds kind of like Jung's Active Imagination.
How do you think they compare? Does Wicca make a difference here?
--Darlene (darlene@sherlock.stanford.edu)
I'm not totally familiar with Carl Jung's Active Imagination, but,
from what I've heard of it, I'd say Creative visualization is the same
thing. The two are pretty much the same practice, they just have
different terminology. If you wouldn't mind, I'd like to hear more about
Jung's Active Imagination. Would you be interested in sending in an
article? That way we can compare notes.
As for Wicca making a difference or not, Wicca is just my
spiritual background. There are many spiritual traditions, both east and
west, that put much importance on dreams. I'd be very interested in
hearing more about the spiritual/psychological views and practices of
other cultures, religions, etc. in the future. Have any to contribute?
Oh, and by the way...
No, you _don't_ have to be Wiccan to practice Dreamcraft!
Next week I'll go into Dream Pillows and Dream Herbal Bath
Sachets. Send us your questions and let me know how things are going, til
then...
"Onenon, eneq saeh yaeh kataew waupan..."
(Arise/Wake up, it will soon be daylight...)
--Val, the Dream Shaman (ka109016@spstmail.uwsp.edu)
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Final notes
Sorry if anything looks out of place. I think I have everything
formatted correctly and in proper order. I've started my summer schedule,
which involves working sixty hours per week, so I don't have as much time
as I did when school was in. In addition, my backup copy editor has left
for the summer (again, thanks to Val for her input, help, and support).
I still intend to get the newsletter out _on time, every Sunday!_, so
keep looking for it and please let me know how I'm doing.
See you all next week!
