Though I fell asleep quickly, I slept somewhat fitfully for the first part of the night. I usually recall about three dreams a night, but I only remembered one. The setting was murky, like a faded sepia photograph. A man in a dog suit moved through the room with a battered leather traveling case. Some unclear subset of us sleeping in the loft stood around in this room, perhaps at a party. The dog suit dude announced himself as a healer. He...

I lived in an apartment building with about 20 units. A good mix of seniors, families with kids, interesting single folks, etc. Everyone else in the building was wonderful and friendly to talk to, and there was a playground out back full of kids and all the kids were hanging out back there, playing hopscotch or basketball, etc. I remember that I was deeply aware that this was my day This was my life. I felt very centered and at peace with how I...

The Women’s Visionary Congress Oneironauticum is perhaps the strongest experience I’ve had yet with Calea zacatechichi. That’s saying a lot. The night was extremely cold. Curled shivering in the pullout bed of my beloved VW Westfalia Baby, I drifted into a particularly clear state of hynagogia and had a beautiful dream vision. I saw a tree growing very slowly. It started out small and spindly, and then began to widen and extend out. The...

Crafting Dream Pillows Making morning...

This turned out to be an extraordinary night of dreams, rich in detail and emotion. Dale Pendell’s calea zacatechichi liqueur was prominently effective right from the start, with a period of hypnagogic shopping through rows and rows of little items—bottles of pills mutating into little stuffed toys, all in great quantity and detail. I realized as I was experiencing this that the imagery may have been influenced by my day’s trip the grocery...

My intention this night was to dream for the purpose of divining. I went to bed hoping for some sort of prophecy. Unfortunately, I was very tired when I went to bed after an active day, which for me, can be the worst for getting good dreams. I went to bed a cross between optimistic and a little self-critical, not sure what to expect, hoping to get something, and wishing that I had slept more the night before so my chance of getting a grand...