Zhuangzi was a Taoist sage who lived during the 4th century BCE. His butterfly dream poem is among the most famous passages in ancient Chinese literature. In this poem, he writes about a dream that he had of being a butterfly, flying about enjoying itself. It did not know that it was Zhuangzi. Suddenly he... Continue Reading →
Wisdom of the Soul
When your soul is in-flight, mid-dream, it is following the wisdom of the soul, to a realm that blossoms forth fully-formed, and is completely awakened. When we sleep and are dreaming, we enter into another dimension. This dimension is misty and ever-changing. Its wave forms shimmer at the touch of a thought, and it... Continue Reading →
Dreams (…continued)
This is a continuation of the 'Dreams' posting which I published recently. I quite frequently have dreams would shake me to the core. Some would make me cry with desperation only to wake up dry-eyed but with the solid memory of gut-wrenching desolation. Others would be so euphoric, I would literally wish myself back to... Continue Reading →
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