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Living on the Edge of Arrival

Living on the edge of arrival can be risky. It is a place of knowing, yearning, and desire. It is a place that is closer to what you have long for then you have ever been before. You have traveled a thousand miles, felt through lifetimes of pain and succeeded in stepping in every time you felt the tug of our calling. You have constantly said yes to your soul’s desire even when the no yanked at your fear. The path to this place has been sought with a determination and ferocious yearning forged from a knowing that there is no other way but through the fear and pain. Yet here you are at the edge of arrival and you are unwilling to take that next step. You are refusing to open the door. Many of us spend a lifetime longing for something of purpose, a connection to our soul’s desire to be seen and embodied. And yet at the last minute, when fulfillment is possible there is hesitation. I know because I have been there.

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Touching into the heart of my Waking Dream Body

“His shoulder touches the outline of my forearm and then slides along my upper back as we move sometimes in unison and others awkwardly searching for places of balance and resistance. The pressure from his hand against my back sends me falling gently to the polished wood floor and he follows landing in a tangled caress. His head leans against my thigh as my arm reaches feeling supple ground on his belly. Within seconds our bodies lie parallel and begin to roll over each other one at a time. My heart races, breathe pulling me out then deeply in as I reach to touch and to be touch, memories wash over me, feelings of hurt, fear, and desire rise then fall. A moment of grief is lifted as I notice another being has joined our dance. I stay with the experience letting whatever needs to arise. Exhausted I feel the release. Alone I crawl to the edge of the room finding sanctuary in rest and contemplation”

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The Egg

Dream: I stand face to face with a huge grizzly, him in his primal desire and me in my fight or flight fear. This time when bear comes to me in my dream I do not run, do not hide. This time something miraculous happens. The seed of my desire chooses to step into the egg, the womb of the bear where I will rest into the gestation process. Here I open to the wisdom of the planet and my heart. Within the womb I am held in the juices of remembering weaving, my becoming until I emerge.

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Weaving Webs of Wholeness: An apprenticeship with dreams & earth

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Thank you for registering. I am pleased to have you participating in this exciting discussion & approach to dream work. In the next few days you will receive a more in depth letter from me to prepare you for the webinar. In the meantime I would like to offer that you check out our Facebook group "Dreaming Back to the Earth"

 

Weaving Webs of Wholeness: An apprenticeship with dreams & earth

 

Registration for Free Webinar

 

Thank you for registering I am pleased to have you participating in this exciting discussion & approach to dream work. In the next few days you will receive a more in depth letter from me to prepare you for the webinar. In the meantime I would like to offer that you check out our Facebook group "Dreaming Back to the Earth"