Restless.

Running without a dream.

A couple of months ago I left the US. Having reduced my life to a couple of suitcases and without an obvious place to settle, I have been feeling restless.

I crashed at my mother’s for a few days (God bless her for putting up with me), then went on a spree of workshops and retreats: Sacred Ecstatics in Hungary, The Healing Voice in Spain, shamanic trance dance and 5 Rhythms in England, and finally yoga-meets-Qigong-ish movement with Simon Borg-Olivier in Berlin.

I was eager to regain a sense of direction. Standing still felt uncomfortable. Surely these experiences would lead to moments of clarity? Years ago, I might have used psychedelics as a shortcut to guidance, but my intuition has been discouraging their use for a while. That’s not what you need to learn right now.

But what do I need to learn? I think it has to do with dreaming.

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Individual dreams affect the courses of our lives; collective dreams determine the futures of civilizations. — John Perkins, The World Is As You Dream It

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