Rustlings of a dream theology?... Where do dreams come from, where do we go when we dream, what are the limits of our dreams? This is a question that has mystified the greatest minds and mystics since humans have existed. Shakespeare said: “ I could be bounded in a nutshell and still be king of infinite space, if were not for these dreams at night” Yes, clearly, most seem to have a direct or indirect continuity with waking life. Much is obviously the working through issues from waking life: insecurities, shames, worries, guilts, desires, plans, and neuroses. But what of those creative, wild, visual ones that are so full of unknown people, places, situations and even dimensions that seem to come out of nowhere and relate to nothing experiential?? What about that mystical feeling that they indeed must come from somewhere else?…. This is a theme that I have informally catalogued most of my life. Many people...
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OK So this blog is initially to help support my novel, Ten Years After the Future, coming out on Rogue Phoenix Press, hopefully in February '18. Of course, more about that later-- It was dedicated to my loving mother Lula Marshall, seen here at 92, at Ocean Beach in San Francisco. So first, some thoughts on motherhood-- Reduced to its basics, motherhood is mankind's most sacred mission--transferring human genes through procreation to survive into future generations. As biological imperative it is regarded as the most noble and selfless act, nurturing, caring for, and sacrificing on the personal level, so that we all ontologically can flourish and live on. The act is considered pure sacrifice and love. But can it also be seen as the most special privilege, offering the greatest rewards and satisfaction all on its own? Saying that raising a child is such a 'sacrifice' and as "the hardest job in the ...