On the night of 12/13/12, Join 350+ Dreamers (we’re now more than 630 dreamers from around the globe!) and dream with us for global healing. Here’s how:
DREAM with us on Thursday night, 12/13, in our quest to use the power of dreams to help heal the planet Earth in the face …of global climate change.
Dream, journey and/or vision to bring healing energy to the Earth on the night of the new moon, 12/13/12.
Before bed on that night, set your intention to have a healing dream for our planet. Write this intention down and be prepared with a pen, notebook and flashlight next to your bed to record any dreams or fragments you recall.
Then post your dreams (or dream fragment, reflection, whatever you have) here on our blog as a comment.
We have the power to create positive, healing change.
We have dreamers signed up from Puerto Rico, Panama, Belgium, Canada, Japan, Argentina, Belgium, The Netherlands, The United States and more … we hope you’ll add your state or nation to the list!
Wishing healing dreams to one and all!
–Tzivia
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December 10, 2012 at 2:23 pm
Tzivia
Reblogged this on All the Snooze That's Fit to Print and commented:
I hope you will dream with 350(+) Dreamers on Dec. 13 … and visit our blog http://www.350dreamers.wordpress.com for how to’s and more details!
December 14, 2012 at 2:41 pm
Betsy Grund
Good morning… Here’s what I remember of last night’s dreams: I am with K and G, going through and sorting things. in particular I notice a pile of dresses; they are large and heavy. The one I touch is light brown with red flowers – it is faded somewhat. EOD
I also want to mention that I have had two clients in the last week share dreams of being on the beach and seeing tall walls (old walls) and the presence of a cliff near the walls. Wondering if any of you have been hearing or having these elements together lately. Thanks!
December 14, 2012 at 6:26 pm
ann hackler
here are mine from the last two days. thanks for doing this tzivia–i like the group focus idea. 12/12/12 intentional dream to “heal the planet”
I am shown, by a woman, a large piece of quartz or maybe a large crystal. I am not sure exactly. The woman looks Amish, plain, with a bonnet, late 60’s, ruddy complexion. I understand her to be a deeply maternal wisdom. We are in a place with no floor, walls or ceiling but it isn’t outside that neither here nor there place. In the next section I am shown a large semicircle of these same white crystal like stones, they are all about six inches to a foot high, packed into this swath. It is about four feet wide and maybe 25 yards long in a semicircle. It was set up outside, in the woods. I am just looking, waiting for what is next.
Then I woke up. I focused on return to the heal the planet dream.
When I got back into it I was inside somewhere. The same bonneted woman is there. We are not in such a sacred space, but seems like we are outside. There is an army heading our way, Nazis. We are in danger. There is a house in the mountains I suggest we go to until the army passes. Then we are sitting next to the woman’s former husband on a bench I guess. Apparently he lives in their old house with his lover, who is male. She is telling him that she will be moving back in for awhile until the army passes, it is necessary in order to hold the whole scene together. Her ex knows she is right, but knows his partner will not be happy with the news of the return of the wife. He looks anxious about the whole thing, I feel bad for him. I am still deciding about going to the hills to wait the invasion out. Then I am in the house, this is the house–the former house of the original couple—the earth mother and her husband. There are lots of other people around, their grown children I take it. I am upstairs. I am sitting at a desk next to a window, I think it might be the husband’s partner who is some sort of big wig in the Christian church. He has a lot of money too so like a business man with church ties. I don’t get how he justifies his relationship because it is taboo. I have a feeling I am going to get caught up in something I really don’t want to so I decide to leave and let the earth mother hold down the fort between the invading army and the church official. As I am leaving, I am stopped on the stairs which is more like a loft ladder by other female in-laws who are on their way up. They have that sort of over coiffed yet somehow casual look to them. We exchange pleasantries as we negotiate getting around each other. I decide to my chances alone in the mountains.
I woke and stayed focused on the quartz semi-circle in the woods, hoping to return.
I did not.
12/13/12 To help heal the planet
I am at IMA. ( The music institute to support women and girls that I co-founded) The girls are in the barn. There is one group–seems like Casey, Taliana and Noa—that has a song done and recorded. We head out of the barn to the woods. Everyone else keeps working/playing inside. It is as if this is what we always do when a piece is done. It has the feel of ritual, but more relaxed. Tradition maybe more than ritual. We head into the woods with the disc. We find a spot by a tall tree. We’re in the area where the rock formations are. The disc is now someting else, like mercury but not like a bad thing, maybe water but more than water something beneficial but somehow unknowable, like sort of a magical liquid, golden but not I can’t really describe it but it is in Casey’s hands and she kneels close to the ground and pours it in. I feel just full of joy and grateful to be doing this. THe girls are all standing watching. Awe and delight and maybe pride on thier faces. We are all just one big smile, looking at the soil at the root of this tree
Then I woke up and tried to return to the woods–I can remember feeling somehow proud of myself that my intentional dream was pretty much a reflection of what I am doing in the waking world, but the next thing I know—I am in a car on a four lane country road that is just heading into a town–feels like the midwest where I grew up. The light is turning yellow so I stop but somehow my car goes racing on ahead of me without me in it. It is the Oldsmobile, the car we had in California. There are cars whipping by in the other direction so I just have to wait at the light. I am not in a car but I am not on foot either, I’m just me with some sort of vehicle that has no bounds around it. ANyway, It takes me a minute to get up to speed–fast enough to catch the car. It is heading into a town I am afraid someone will get hurt before I can catch it. As I get into the town I see this horrible pile up inside a tunnel–not a big long tunnel, more like an extended overpass or even a carport kind of thing. Huge pile up maybe 20 or 30 cars. I am horrified, I just know my car caused it. There are medics running out with horrible mangled bodies. I am walking on the sidewalk looking for my car, I hear a policeman or medic say “This one is empty” . I turn around and see that they are near a car that is at the end of the pile up, turned sideways. I feel relieved that my car didn’t cause all of this and that it actually was stopped by a pile up that had already happend so in a way that’s good but when I go up to it I see that while it’s the same color–that olive green–it’s not my car. I don’t say anything, one of the guys that is working there–he is a detective walks with me. He says that the people at the pool heard the first crash, it was like an explosion and then all the other cars screeching trying to stop.. They aren’t sure what happened to cause it all. I look over and see that in fact there is a high slotted fence to the right and there is a hotel– a big city hotel entrance and next to it is a pool. I can see people in lounge chairs around the pool, tanned sunning themselves, sun glasses someone with really white tennis shoes. That seems such a wierd juxtaposition to me. I walk to the end of the pile up outside the tunnel and in front of me is just this vast expanse of desert, high desert like in New Mexico. Rugged mountains to my left and a sloping valley to my right that has a few sparce trees that look like they were planted and a children’s playgroun.
My last image is me standing looking out into the landscape wondering what happened to my car. Not wanting to turn back and look for it. Just standing, looking out at this vast pretty much monchromatic expanse in front of me.
December 14, 2012 at 7:56 pm
Glory
Hello Dreamers,
Intention was for global healling.
Dream Fragment
I was hosting a party and my sister was constantly on the phone, complaining and filled with drama. I was so annoyed. EOF
Reality check: I am hosting a party tonight.
Feedback appreciated.
Love, Glory