Memories? Dreams? Reflections? The Ojibwa say they “go to school in their dreams”. Other people believe it’s possible that we are often engaged in dreaming other people’s dreams.
Perhaps we spin out the individual filaments of our lives in the freewheeling movement of our dreams, creating as we dance, the intricate infinite interconnecting fabric of the web of life itself. Perhaps, within the interstices of the tapestry we meet in electric exchanges before returning once again to the familiar stream of what our ego-mind thinks of as “consciousness”. Perhaps, in the diamond web of the universal dream-mind, we connect in fiery crossroad events of potentiality and meaning. And perhaps these sparks quicken new life in the wombs of our imaginations, creating life energy that is danced along the pathways of our journeying, held tight in the hot soft fist of our Becoming.