Re-collection is collecting again—here, collecting my thoughts.
The magical retreat this weekend left me with a feeling of unease that I’m going to have to look at. To take that look, I’ll write in my journal.
Re-collection is collecting again—here, collecting my thoughts.
The magical retreat this weekend left me with a feeling of unease that I’m going to have to look at. To take that look, I’ll write in my journal.
I’m back from my magical retreat with a lot to think about.
A retreat is not a vacation—particularly not a retreat you’re putting on. I need to remember that.
We go to a location I love, out in the forest among cedar trees, doing ritual by herb and flower gardens. The grounds host a pond, a hot tub, and a house with a wraparound porch.
But it’s not a bed-and-breakfast visit, rather an opportunity to do spiritual work.
The backbone of our small magical retreat is dreams.
I learned dream incubation long ago, and I’ve been influenced by the work of Robert Moss. My own work is a cobble of all I’ve learned over time.
My usual practice is this: If you want to problem-solve, address an issue, or remember something or someone in a dream:
We plan to bring everyone’s dreams together and create ritual from the mix.