Picking up Crumbs from Under the Table: A Blog about God, the Earth, Inclusivity and Getting Where You Want to Go.
Friday, May 25, 2007
The Blue Door
Dreams are sacred texts. Most of what I believe in and live for today was given me in a dream at Yosemite, at the uttermost end of 1996 as floodwaters raced in from the tropics. Fire and ice. The meltwaters of metanoia. I really can't do justice to the sheer power of this vision, but I tried, and on the "Links" section, you may read my attempt.