The Magic of Dreams

Explore and dance the rhythm of this illusion,
be at one with all planes of consciousness,
and become a lucid dreamer in waking life.

Totems presenting in visions and dreams can serve to support and encourage our life efforts.
Dreamscapes open our consciousness to the formerly hidden keys to unlocking the awake-state daily confoundments which trouble our mind and muddy the clarity of choices and decision-making.
Our paths are more defined through the messages of dreams and visions, and the wisdom Grandmother Earth continually attempts to lay before our every footfall along our long, twisting life trails.

The Singing Web, Mary Summer Rain
Integrating dreams into your day.
Reentering a dream
Asking your dreams questions.
Why ask your dreams questions.

In the book ‘Urania’ published in 1890 by French Astronomer and Author, Camille Flammarion, there is an account of an incident in which two men experience a physical phenomenon that is later understood to connect with another gentleman’s dream. Suggesting that the dreamer was subconsciously influencing the phenomena while in the dream state.

Enjoy this story and your contemplation of the connection between dreams and physical reality.

In the book ‘Urania’ published in 1890 by French Astronomer and Author, Camille Flammarion, there is an account of an incident in which two men experience a physical phenomenon that is later understood to connect with another gentleman’s dream. Suggesting that the dreamer was subconsciously influencing the phenomena while in the dream state.

Enjoy this story and your contemplation of the connection between dreams and physical reality.

Sir Robert Bruce, belonging to the illustrious Scotch family of that name, was mate of a vessel. One day, when sailing near Newfoundland, and while busy with his calculations, he thought he saw the captain seated at his desk, but looked at him attentively, and noticed that it was a stranger, whose cold, fixed look surprised him.  He went on deck; the captain noticed his surprise and asked him what it meant.

‘Who is at your desk?” Asked Bruce. 

“No one.”

“Yes, there is someone there.  Is it a stranger; and how did he come there?”

“You are either dreaming or joking.”

“Not at all.  Come down and see for yourself.”

They go down to the cabin, but there is no one at the desk.  The ship is thoroughly searched, but no stranger is found.

“And yet the man I saw was writing on your slate; the writing must be there still,” said he to the captain.

They looked at the slate; it bore these words “Steer to the northwest.”

“This must be your writing, or some one’s else on board the ship.”

“No; I did not write it.”

Everyone was told to write the same sentence, and no handwriting resembled that on the slate.

“Very well,” said the captain; “we will obey these instructions and steer the ship to the northwest; the wind is right, and will admit of our trying the experiment.”

Three hours later, the watch perceived an ice- berg, and near it a vessel from Quebec, headed for Liverpool, dismantled, and covered with people.  They were brought off by boats of Bruce’s vessel.  As one of the men was climbing up the side of the rescuing vessel, Bruce started, and drew back in great agitation.  He recognized the stranger whom he had seen tracing the words on the slate. He reported the strange incident to the captain.

“Will you write ‘ Steer to the northwest ‘ on this slate ?” asked the captain, turning to the new-comer, and offering the side which bore no writing.

The stranger complied with his request, and wrote the desired words.

“Will you acknowledge that to be your ordinary handwriting?” asked the captain, struck with the similarity of the two sentences.

“Of course; how can you doubt it?  You saw me write it yourself.”

As a reply, the captain turned the slate over, and the stranger was amazed to see his own writing on both sides. 

“Did you dream of writing on that slate?” said the Quebec captain to the man who had just been writing.

“No, —at least I have no remembrance of doing so.”

“What was that passenger doing at noon?” Asks the rescuer of his brother captain.

“The passenger was very tired, and had fallen into a sound sleep, as near as I remember, a little before twelve o’clock.  An hour or more later he awoke, and said to me, ‘Captain, we shall be saved this very day; ‘ adding, ‘ I dreamed that I was on board a vessel coming to our relief.’ He described the ship and its rigging, and we were very much surprised, when you headed for us, to recognize the exactness of the description.”

After a while the passenger said, “It is very strange, but somehow this ship seems quite familiar to me, and yet I was never on it before.”

A dream that led me on a journey.

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