[ad_1] I was in Phnom Penh, Cambodia, last month, giving a workshop on Dream Therapy to creative arts therapists, which attracted Phoenix Jay of Phnom Penh’s The Advisor to interview me for their cover story. It’s a broad ranging yet…
[ad_1] “I dreamed I was jousting on horseback, and my opponent stabbed me in the chest with his lance,” said Mike, who called the PowerPack Breakfast show last week to ask me about his dream. “I fell out of bed…
[ad_1] Looks like I’m staying home all week. Crossover I was in the wheel of time again. I was at the battle of caihrien. But there was an army of M3GAN dolls fighting. ( I saw the movie the…
[ad_1] “My recurring dream is gross. I lose all my teeth,” said Chloe, calling into the dream segment on the PowerPack Breakfast show. “How common is this type of dream, and what does it mean?” I’ve been doing this segment…
[ad_1] What drives you to consult a doctor, therapist, or counsellor? Do you book an appointment when you’re sick, suffering, stressed, blocked, or faced with a conflict or problem you can’t solve? Do you book seeking a cure for your…
[ad_1] Every morning for a year, Seattle conceptual performance artist Amy-Ellen Flatchestedmama Trefsger recorded her dreams to video. Bleary eyed, yawning, and honouring her commitment for arts sake not to look in the mirror before recording, she…
[ad_1] Picture this: You look into the mirror at three years old and recognise yourself. The next day the mirror tells the same story. And the next and the next. Okay, so one day a tooth falls out and your…
[ad_1] Here’s the video from my segment on The Morning Show (Channel Seven, national) this morning, with presenters Kylie and James. We look at video clips of people filmed in the street yesterday describing their dreams, and discuss what they…
[ad_1] Imagine you have a dream about climbing an endless staircase, one that doubles back on itself just when the last step is in sight, or one that twists like a mobius strip, or tricks the eye like an Escher…
[ad_1] Chicken Licken was one of my favourite stories when I was three or four years old. I’m sure you know it. An acorn fell on Chicken Licken’s head as he was scouring the earth looking for food one day.…