O, I attempted to invite playfulness into my day today, and the most I was able to muster was changing my profile picture on facebook. My body is weary, and yet my mind still teems with excitement. I am still flying high off of the energy generated from the dream healing intensive last Sunday. And yet, I must acknowledge that there were a few moments when I felt some trepidation. There is something about working with dreams... people really own their dreams and are completely identified with them - sometimes overidentified... it is sometimes difficult to see the dreamscape as a mere projection, perhaps because the dream itself leaves such an indelible imprint on the psyche and influences emotions so deeply that it can be hard to play - to see it displayed as something outside of oneself. Which can also be a bit complicated as the dream exists within your own mind. It was generated from you, by you and for you. And so, in many respects, it is you. And it is also a story. And it is also information. And it is also an event. And all of these things we have Divine permission to play with. And we did. We played and we laughed and we supported one another. Even when it was scary and hard and strange.
We flew in the face of Mercury AND Daylight Savings Time and we were playful, insightful, intuitive and imaginative. I was able to be a full participant myself, which was fun, but presented its own set of challenges. I was reminded of why I typically don't try and fill the roles of participant/observer/facilitator as it is nearly impossible to do them all well. Lesson learned. I believe that I would like to do this again in November. I like doing it at transitional points - Spring and Fall. My mother's birth month and my birth month. That feels good and right and substantive. The feedback I recieved was great and I felt very satisfied and fulfilled by the day's end.
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