So I’ve outlived, outgrown and moved on from several dream groups over nearly 25 years. Dream groups are a very simple idea – people get together with like-minded others from time to talk to read their dreams aloud to each other, and share musings about their possible meanings.
A very powerful activity, one that constantly opens up new vistas in our current lives and potential future choices. And, since dreams often have quite a sense of humor and quirkiness involved, they can be a lot of fun as well. Dreams are about big things and little things, and are usually unexpected (although we can directly ask for dreams on specific topics).
Having been without a dream group for some months, and loving the richness that comes with sharing them, I joined a new group through the Greater Cincinnati Friends of Jung. We met for the first time on Saturday, at Knox Presbyterian in Hyde Park. As it turns out, my very first dream group, in 1990 or 91, also met there – but not in the same room.
Eight of us were invited, 3 of us were able to come. But what an in-depth and texturized group. Apart from having done deep spiritual work – and each having paid work that is about service – our lives have taken different paths, we are different ages, the details are not the same. We are, though, each of us on the verge of major decisions and changes.
When I waked up that morning, the first miracle for the day that I requested from the Universe was that the dream group be the warm and powerful gathering that I needed. While we were together, our dream sharing and thoughts meshed with laughter – as though we had known each other much longer than a mere two hours. Just perfect. I love miracles. : >