Miracles

In the 70ies I found the book A Course in Miracles in the shelf of a huge bookshop in town, and was instantly drawn to it, heart beating.

Many years later I wrote my book “ When Fear Comes Home to Love” as a spiritual/psychological self-biography – and I had  lots of fun noticing how the Divine set up myriads of strange encounters with so-called “darkness”  in its many variations, to help me dissolve the old thought system of fear that my psyche was engrossed in.

One very convincing was a time I lost my new and very expensive glasses in the wild waves at  Biscaya Bay – lots of strong and wild winds and waves there

Luckily I was a brand new student of A Course in Miracles, and at this stage the guides/masters/angels are showering the student with instant feedback and miracles ( I am not alone in this perception.)

After having screamed quite a lot  and run to the right and left on the beach, I remembered that I could wail OR practice the Course.

So I practiced and asked Holy Spirit to guide me

and then I found myself going to the left for the umpteenth time and then  3 steps right out into the water when it receded- and there  my glasses were cast in by a wave where I stood.

Photo by Kanenori

Chinese Haute de Couture – and Avalance

Dream:

I am driving through China in a wretched old rattletrap, together with a master Seamstress of Haute de Couture and her little child, about 2 year old. The child speaks Norwegian, because she is a genius 😊. As always, these little children I dream of are miracles, like the Jesus-child.

I am not sure if the seamstress or a nameless chauffeur is driving.
We come to a place where there has been an avalanche, the road is broken. It seems to be since long ago.There is water there in the bottom of the ravine– green/clear brown water where one can see right through it to the bottom. The little child sees everything as a great adventure.
We get out and watch it.
I have two haute de couture dresses in the van, bought ( or probably given) from the genius-seamstress. I may have done her a favor, and the dresses are her thankyous. They are extremely beautiful and expensive. I can’t have bought them, but they belong to me. The color of one – both? light yellow-mustard mousseline, utterly feminine and delicate, Chinese/Indian-looking

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I would love suggestion for dream meaning! What would this suggest, if it was YOUR dream? feel free to ruminate 🙂

(This is an unrestored Ford pickup truck in Eastern PA.)

Good Day

I drank a small glass of wine

and understood something for the first time

I laid down on the floor with my legs up the wall

The small pomeranian next door had at last got a voice

I wwnt out in the sun

and harvested 19 minipotatoes

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