All THE SNOOZE THAT’S FIT TO PRINT
Welcome to Tzivia’s blog about the other third of our lives…the time we spend asleep and dreaming.
Here on this blog, we’ll get curious about dreams and explore them from every angle—from dream journeys to dream journals, and from dreams that are hard to remember to dreams that won’t let us forget. You may also find dream poetry, dream reports, dreams that tell the future, and dreams that tell it like it is. We won’t turn our back on nightmares or neglect dreams of ecstasy and bliss. We’ll examine messages from beyond and messages that seem to need a codebook to decipher. Be they sublime or ridiculous, we’ll track the territory and mine the mysteries of sleep and dreaming.
Finding Comfort And Meaning Half a World Away It was like a dream, stepping off the boat and entering a world defined by a glistening blue basin of a lake, watched over in the distance by a trio of majestic volcanoes. The fringes of thatched-roof buildings rustled in...read more
Let It Begin With Me ... & You ... These days I’ve been wearing my peace sign socks and earrings more than usual, and spouting my lefty liberal opinions, well—quite liberally. The political times: a particularly bitter campaign cycle, plus escalating and chronic...read more
Shortly before I was scheduled to offer a program on “The Yoga of Dreams,” at Sivananda Ashram Yoga Retreat, I dreamed I saw dark stormy clouds nearly obscuring the retreat’s palm tree-dense property. This wasn’t terribly surprising, because I knew at the time that...read more
I discovered C.E. Green in a footnote while reading an article online about Lucid Dreaming. C.E., it turns out is Celia Elizabeth Green, born in 1935, who was once the Director of the Institute of Psychophysical Research, Oxford, and an expert in the study of Lucid Dreams.read more
The Institute for Dream Studies offers courses in Dream Education for personal growth and professional certification.read more
Dispatch from the Department of Synchronicity Dateline: New York City As I stood on the platform waiting for the uptown Q train on a Saturday afternoon in August, I couldn’t help but think about my mother. That's not least bit unusual. My mother, who died about a year...read more
To moon is to be idle, and in love—it’s been rhapsodized over repeatedly–but could one more ode to that pearl in the night and the dreams it inspires possibly hurt?read more
I’m currently at work writing a book about dreams, so the first task is to try to define my terms. What is a dream? And before I even get to page one—I am stuck. The dream itself is as elusive as a slippery fish you’re pursuing with your bare hands. Most mornings they...read more
Saying bedtime prayers in difficult times I don’t know about you, but last night I had a very tough time going to sleep. I was too heartbroken and angry over the most recent world events—the most recent massacre (those words I just wrote send a chill through my...read more