In an old song the Mother sings: 'My sleeping is my dreaming, my dreaming is my thinking, my thinking is my wisdom.' She is the bed we are born in, in which we sleep and dream, where we are healed,… — Meinrad Craighead Copy Share Image
To recognize that mystery, we must go down deep into ourselves, into that place where the walls of our being are layered with our own memories. Remember that, as in any pool, when we cast one pebble we will see… — Meinrad Craighead Copy Share Image
In an old song the Mother sings: 'My sleeping is my dreaming, my dreaming is my thinking, my thinking is my wisdom.' She is… — Meinrad Craighead Copy Share Image
To recognize that mystery, we must go down deep into ourselves, into that place where the walls of our being are layered with our… — Meinrad Craighead Copy Share Image
Come into my lap and sit in the center of your soul. Drink the living waters of memory and give birth to yourself. What… — Meinrad Craighead Copy Share Image
I am born connected. I am born remembering rivers flowing from my mother's body into my body. — Meinrad Craighead Copy Share Image
