Dreaming Earth Podcast - Episode Seventeen

Dear friends,

I seem to be back with another episode - after nearly 9 months!! And if you’re still here, then THANK YOU !! I’m really delighted !!

This episode I’m trying something new, and having another person with me, chatting about all kinds of stuff as it turned out, but linked initially, with a shared dream image.

I hope to do more like this, it felt tricky, but fun. I hope you enjoy the conversation,

With Courage, Imagination and Love,

Beth

Here is where we recorded, in the woods, near where I live.

Here is a drawing of the dream I describe, which felt so close to Pennys waking experience…

…and our knees in the woods making the recording :)

And here is the lovely Eddie Van Halen doing his thing. I invite you to watch it all !!! :)

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Dreaming Earth Podcast - Episode Sixteen

Dear friends,

Welcome to the third episode of four that I thought I’d do for Advent…

I have had a very bad week of sleep, so this may be a short one!

With Courage, Imagination and Love,

Beth

Here is the third candle lit on the Advent sculpture, in the convent chapel. I’ve added more ivy so even more of the bare soil is covered.

Here you can see the large wall crucifix reflected in the water…

The view in the morning at the convent…

And the sculpture in the daylight …

I wanted to include the lights on my Christmas tree - a visual reminder of Emmanuel, God with us, God in us, for when we see lights this Christmas. And a reminder of what we can do with that Love.

I like them blurry :)

Here’s the beautiful version of O Come O Come Emmanuel that I wanted you to hear…

A Greek Orthodox icon of Mary and her cousin Elizabeth in their pregnancies, with Jesus and John the Baptist.

Here is the wonderful candle sconce I was talking about that my friend gifted to me last week.

It has had me mesmerised, and has also visually, completely held this week of Advent for me.

Here is a photo of the collage I mentioned, of the Madonna, the clay and the chestnut tree in the height of summer…

I’ll also add the poems I read out…

Rumi

“The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.

Don’t go back to sleep.

You must ask for what you really want.

Don’t go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth across the doorsill

where the two worlds touch.

The door is round and open.

Don’t go back to sleep”

Rainer Maria Rilke - Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower

Quiet friend who has come so far,

feel how your breathing makes more space around you.

Let this darkness be a bell tower

and you the bell. As you ring,

what batters you becomes your strength.

Move back and forth into the change.

What is it like, such intensity of pain?

If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.

In this uncontainable night,

be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,

the meaning discovered there.

And if the world has ceased to hear you,

say to the silent earth: I flow.

To the rushing water, speak: I am.

Thich Nhat Hanh

It has been said many times: 

HOME is WITHIN you. 

You are the light of the world. 

Returning Home means remembering 

your own true self: Light!

The path around our home

is also the ground of awakening.

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Dreaming Earth Podcast - Episode Fifteen

Dear friends,

Welcome to the second of (hopefully) four episodes for the season of Advent…

I hope you feel in good company, thanks for listening,

With Courage, Imagination and Love,

Beth

I didn’t get to the convent in the end because of the storms!!! So I’ve had to ask someone very kind to add some greenery to the sculpture for me, and send a photo, which is the one below. Two candles are lit now, and look at the water ! It’s surprising to me how quickly it has changed colour from rust!

Here is my own little advent ring at home, made of ivy form the garden, with its five candles… I left it blurry like this because I like how it looks.

Here is a photo of the clay temple I mention in the recording, before I painted it…:) It is now pink and yellow.

Here is an image I made in the week, which feels like the uniqueness of our prayers.

Here is the link I mentioned to my focusing teacher Peter Gill’s website, where you can find out about his courses, his retreats, his book and his Substack blog… sorry I can’t currently work out how to make the link live !

https://www.livingfocusing.co.uk

I’ll also add the poem I read out by Anne Hillman, and the beautiful and powerful Rumi quote.

We look with uncertainty

Beyond the old choices for

Clear cut answers,

To a softer, more permeable aliveness

Which is in every moment

At the brink of death;

For something new is being born in us

If we but let it.

We stand at a new doorway,

Awaiting that which comes…

Daring to be human creatures,

Vulnerable to the beauty of existance.

Learning to love.

And finally the beautiful Rumi quote

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love”

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Dreaming Earth Podcast - Episode Fourteen

Dear friends,

I’m somewhere special recording this episode, and I’m sharing my experience of an Advent sculpture I’m making, and my own journey through the next four weeks of Advent itself.

I hope you’ll join me, and I hope as usual that you’ll feel in company with me!

With Courage, Imagination and Love,

Beth

Here is the sculpture beginning, in the chapel at the Convent I am friends with.

I’m still needing to do a few things, but here is the simple sculpture nearly ready. It will change each week for Advent, as each candle gets lit - the winter solstice, the return of the Sun, and the birth of Christ.

And one last image of a reflection in the water once I’d filled it fully.

I’ll also add the words of the Gerald Manley Hopkins poem.

As Kingfishers catch fire.

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;

As tumbled over rim in roundy wells

Stones ring; like each tucked string tells,

each hung bell’s

Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;

Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:

Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;

Selves - goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,

Crying What I do is me: for that I came.

I say more: the just man justices;

Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces;

Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is - Christ - for Christ plays in ten thousand places,

Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his

To the Father through the features of men’s faces.

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Dreaming Earth Podcast - Episode Thirteen

Dear friends and fellow Dreamers,

It’s been a real while since I recorded a podcast - but I did today! And here it is. I hope you enjoy it :) If you do, let your dream loving friends and family know, it will get my podcast out in the world a bit more ! Thanks for listening,

With Courage, Imagination and Love,

Beth

Here is where I am today, in the damp wooly woods behind my friends field.

Here is the psychedelic orange Lords and Ladies I mention…

Here is one of the small dismembered bronze bird I talk about … I found it, buried under a pile of brambles in the garden.

And here is the image I made to evoke and remind me of the FEELING of expressing exactly as I needed to.

Finally, I’ll add the words from the Rilke Poem, which I’ve added to my home page.

“What mystery breaks over me now?

In it’s shadow I come into life..

For the first time I am alone with you,

You, my power to feel”

Rainer Maria Rilke

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