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Winter butterfly

Winter butterfly (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

December 21, 2012 has come and gone, and the predictions of the end of the world proved false.

But talk of apocalypse continues. I hear it as an undercurrent in conversations about recent super storms, asteroids, meteorites, climate change, and political unrest.

So, it’s not surprising that I’d have a dream about the world ending … and I suspect I’m not the only one having apocalyptic dreams.

I woke from the following dream on the morning of Feb. 8, 2013. I decided, after talking to friends and hearing their comments about how the world as we know it seems surely to be ending, that I would share this dream publicly. I do so because its messages were helpful to me, and I imagine they might be to others, too.

For example, at one point in the dream, as the end draws near, I wonder, “Couldn’t something wonderful happen, too?” This is a perspective, I realized, on waking, that is lost in all the (very understandable) fear about the changes and upheavals our planet is going through. But I’d like to plant this possibility into the discourse. Isn’t it possible, after all, that some as yet undreamed of good will come of all these changes? Even the apparent destruction? You know the old saying: What looks like the end of the world to the caterpillar is really a butterfly!

I also loved the dream’s wisdom about what it takes to wake up: Feeling emotions and touching others!

So, here it is:


“End of the World”

The temperatures on Earth have changed beyond sustainability, a “newscaster” informs us. Not even scientists can predict what will take place, the  male voice explains, but if we look out our windows now we’ll see what will happen. Trees will die, facades will fall from buildings, and who knows what else will occur.

It does look bleak outside, and I can see some trees beginning to fall. But I wonder: “Couldn’t something wonderful happen, too?” Perhaps instead of just devastation, there will also be some wonderful global transformation as a result of the changes in climate.

I “wake” to find it is three months later. A woman explains that people have slipped into a state of unconsciousness, similar to that of animals–that is, until they feel an emotion or physically touch someone.

There is only a small group of people who do this (feel and touch) with some frequency. But we are able to come briefly into consciousness when we do. 

[end of dream]

I would be interested to know who else is dreaming of the world’s end, and what your dreams look and feel like.


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UNIQUE PICTURE: Earth as seen from the outer S...

UNIQUE PICTURE: Earth as seen from the outer Solar System (Photo credit: Icarus Kuwait)

Announcing our upcoming group dream for Global Healing

On the night of 6/19/12, Join 350+ Dreamers (we’re now more than 540 dreamers from around the globe!) and dream with us for global healing. Here’s how:

  • DREAM with us on Tuesday night, 6/19, 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, 6/19/12.
  • 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!

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English: Polar bears in Churchill, Canada.

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Recently, in a week’s worth of dreams, I’ve encountered polar bears – twice. Each one, magnificent and mighty, stormed through two very different dreams, several nights apart. Each bear literally burst into my dreams. Clearly they wanted to get my attention.

Often we’re blind to our own dream’s meanings—and you can color me guilty. Like someone looking for a polar bear in a blizzard, perhaps, I couldn’t see what was right in front of my eyes.

I asked some of my dream-savvy friends what the polar bears might symbolize. “Well,” my friend Gale said, as if hesitant to insult me by stating the obvious, “Polar bears are endangered,” she said. “Their habitat is literally melting away. The situation is urgent. Haven’t you seen the Coke cans with the Polar Bears on them?”

I hadn’t. But I was beginning to see the light.

In preparation for our upcoming 350Dreamers dream for global healing (Monday night, March 19), I’ve been thinking a lot about the global nature of dreaming. I’ve searched my dreams for possible information, messages, symbols and images that might relate to issues beyond my day-to-day personal concerns.

All at once I saw that the polar bear was my global symbol. These bears were asking me perhaps, to notice them. To pay attention! Through the haze of every day distractions and concerns, I felt called to think about these creatures enthroned at the top of the food chain, but who are suddenly faced with an enemy they have no means to oppose: Global climate change caused by human action … and inaction.

Inspired by these dream visitors, I thought for several days about what I can do for them. I already try to live an Earth-friendly lifestyle. I reduce, re-use and recycle with the best of them.

But with no new ideas or inspirations about what more I could do,  the bear and its stark presence in my dreams faded from the forefront of my mind. Until today. I was walking in New York City when I stumbled upon a little toy bear, dressed in her holiday best, perched on the sidewalk on East 87th Street.

And not a block later I came across another one, this one gracing a discarded Coke can—the one my friend Gale had told me about, but that I hadn’t seen before.

Still, I haven’t had any brainstorm as to what I can do for the plight of the polar bears, or our planet. In the meantime they’ve become like a touchstone for me. Each time they appear in my dreams, or in my life, I’m letting them act as reminders to bring my focus back to the question and the intention.


In honor of the Polar Bears, I hope you will join us on the night of the Spring Equinox, Monday March 19, and dream with us for Global Healing.

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