Intuitive in the mode of passion
The Blog of Dr. Janelle Trees
Watching the lights of a thousand cars, I’m musing about the dreams of the people on this island.
We watch the birds sheltering, clustered on one side of the tree as a dust-storm blows in. It’s the Australian interior in January in the era of Climate Change—way too hot.
We build our selves on an emotional skeleton of passed and dead drama, trauma, healing and learning, if we’re fortunate.
‘And how did the rulers make that light appear? Every year it came to the temple for seven hundred years. What if it was cloudy, like it is today?’
Moving into the adjoining cavern I find the brilliant aqua spot. Light is pouring around me through the bright water.
Unable to sleep, I went outside, barefoot in the squelching, rain-saturated grass.
The Egyptians had cults of the bull, including prognostication from the actions of a specially selected animal.
The body lets out feelings the mind is not allowing, through movement, emotion, sickness.
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Banner photo of Uluru sunset by Grant McIver
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