GROUP POEM FROM 2019 DREAM CONFERENCE
THE GIFT OF THE WOLF
The wolf bites and awakens me to free myself
Awakening in the midst of birdsong as I slumbered suspended in the treetops
Waiting for the Bohemian grandma I felt the bones growing within me
A leopard jumps and droplets of sweet grace fall from an oak tree
The tall palm frames the bush and sets the peaceful scene
Hand taken gently, unfolding into the sea
Spiralling through the myriads of unwavering dance drops gratefully,
Alone at last.
I realised the way to get through the mud was to let it flow through me
The gift of connection flowing from deep grief
Dreaming ourselves back home to our essence - know thyself.
I can do this. It will be ok.
The dreams unlock the dreams, unlock.
Clear light - young soul - warmth.
"I have a dream. . " A conscious vision of a better society or
The vision presented by the wisdom of our internal dream maker?
Walking on the path of light, catching the moonlight
Dreams, dreaming, dreamer . .
Does the dream change our life or does life change and our dreams reflect that?
Connections in beauty and art. Soul nurturing and affirming love.
Many dreams shared between strangers now becoming friends
Relaxing, connecting. . .
The moon's light illuminates my dreams and blesses my life
Rise up and sing; rise up on wings
The hidden child within, finding freedom, play and connection
Arms stretched, free, surrender, naked, open
And they expressed their love to one another all day
Gratitude, love and blessing
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.
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