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Interpreted dreams



    My dear friends,

    To follow current events and concerns, we have just studied five cases - three dream analyses and two case studies - that dealt with ecology, the health of our planet earth and climate events. We were able to see that there is a correlation between the inner and outer world: the processes of psychic life seem to have a decisive effect on the concrete events of life on earth.

    To my delight, a comment on my French blog supported this viewpoint.

    Before I begin my study today, I would therefore like to thank Catherine for her valuable observations about the rainmakers and the weathermakers. Catherine brought us the remarkable testimony that a Sufi spiritual master wrote about 950 years ago:

    "Sheikh Ali Farmadhi (who died in 1078) already stressed the importance of what the Sufis believe, so he wrote:

    - The "invisible world" interpenetrates ordinary reality at all times and in different places. What we regard as inexplicable is actually due to this intervention. People do not recognise the participation of this "world" in ours because they believe they know the real cause of the events.

    In fact, they don't know it.

    It is only when they manage to keep in mind the possibility that another dimension sometimes affects ordinary experiences, that this dimension can become accessible to them.

    We have evolved and we finally accept to perceive what was strange to us, to understand that Everything IS already; this Everything is waiting for our mind to use it because it is attributed to us, consecrated to us."

    I thank Catherine for her clear and very welcome contribution.

    The last five articles have given us examples of advice and solutions to help us achieve this indispensable balance between the outside world and the world inside.

    To the women who sought advice from the dreams, the dream advised them to maintain loving relationships,


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    to respect the different aspects of unconscious life, to honour and nurture natural spontaneous instinctive forces, whether manifested through the senses or through the spirit, to welcome feelings and intuitions, to trust the mysterious forces that rule the earth, instead of taking for granted that it is the conscious that dominates and directs.




    Others, men, did not seek assistance from dreams, but chose a mystical attitude of inner relationship with the divine force. The old rainmaker Chinese went into meditation in order to empty his mind and retune himself to the universal force, the tao. General Patton, on the verge of military defeat, not zen at all, addressed God in a hell of a row, in a prayer that was original to say the least, and very cheeky: he asked the God of Armies to make the rain stop, which did not seem to upset the Creator, since the general was granted a sun beyond his expectations.

    Still others, men and women, absorbed themselves in processions, in prayers, told their rosary and all these manifestations of piety undoubtedly helped to establish the desired balance in the environment, made the rain or the good weather return.




    Ah well, very well.

    Very good.

    Yes, and then...

    ... what do I do now, in my neck of the woods, to help the earth, to balance the external forces around me with the internal forces within me?

    And I think of my readers.

    Do they do, can they even do anything to change themselves internally, and consequently change the environment?

    Tricky questions!

    Questions that are starting to annoy me a bit!

    Yes, my dear blog friends, I am thinking of you, of your daily life, of all your burdens and constraints: rushing to work, taking care of the children and the spouse, working around the house; and despite these multiple and overwhelming activities, despite the tiredness, would you still have time to take care of your partner, and to make love?

    And how do you manage in this exhausting period of pandemic and uncertainties, how do you manage to retreat to calm and "to be in tune with the Tao"... difficult, right?


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    You can always, like Patton, not zen, bawl out the Lord, it might calm your nerves, despite what people think. But then again...

    ... And after that ?

    Enough is enough, the irritation increases, the anger boils over and, not zen at all, maybe you cry out, and so do I with you:

    "- But I've had enough! I don't give a damn about the tao! I don't care about stammering prayers, even in the underground, where I can barely stand on my legs because of the exhaustion, or even sitting in my car stuck in the traffic jams. And afterwards, once at home, at the end of the day, I couldn't care less about meditating when I have to take care of the family and I can't take it anymore! And what am I going to do to harmonize stuff and whatnot? But what the hell do I care ?"


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    My dear blog friends, if these protests are yours, how I understand you! If not, please read my article anyway, which might teach you something. The messages of dreams are so surprising...

    I think of you with all my heart and a dream came to my mind that I had interpreted a long time ago. I found it so simple, so beautiful, so comforting that I have already put it on my blog. Here it is again today, in a slightly different presentation. This dream is in fact for everyone, for those who seek to center themselves as well as for those who don't.

    It is Loretta who received this dream. Christ appeared to her several times in her dreams.


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    And she aspires to experience this inner illumination again, this communion with the divine, or in other words, to become one with the Tao.

    She received a dream that marked her and she confided it to me. Here it is:



    I'm at my mother's house, sitting in her kitchen. The priest, Father André Marie, enters. I go to the bathroom. When I come back, he's not there anymore. I ask my mother:

    - Did you offer him a coffee?

    - I'm sorry, she says, I didn't think about it.


    Silly story, prosaic dream. What does it mean?

    Who are these different characters? Loretta explains:

    My mother has been dead for several years. She was a devoted woman who did everything for her 7 children. She always had a lot of work to take care of her family and her house. She didn't show her affection with tender gestures, but everything she did she did with all of her heart.

    Loretta immediately recognizes her own maternal side, which puts all her heart into taking care of her family.

    The kitchen

    In the home, it is the place par excellence where the mother shows her love by preparing lovely tasty dishes for her children with all the work involved. A kitchen is a warm and welcoming place, says Loretta, and it's a pleasure to gather there.


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    At that moment

    the priest, Father André Marie, enters.


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    Let's analyse this symbol:

    - What is a priest?

    Loretta explains to me:

    - He is a man who helps in the spiritual life, he guides towards God.

    - And Father André Marie, can you tell me what he's like?

    - He lives in everyday life, he knows me well, he always tells me that I push myself too hard, that I feel too guilty, that my efforts towards perfection and my desire for fulfilment don't necessarily lead me to God. He tells me that I am fine the way I am, that God loves me the way I am, with my imperfections.

    I take up this description and ask:

    - Loretta, tell me, someone who helps you in your spiritual life, who knows you well, who tells you that God loves you just the way you are, who does this remind you of outside or inside of you?

    - On the outside, of Father André Marie of course...

    Inside of me? Who would that be? Inside of me?

    Loretta seeks, reflects and continues her monologue:

    - In me, ... someone, who knows me? ... who tells me that God loves me as I am ...? But... couldn't it be... God?

    God is the meaning that Loretta suggests for the image of the priest.

    - Well, I said, we have a first hypothesis of interpretation. We will check it out.

    I take up all the associations of the dreamer and ask:

    - For you, does God live in everyday life?

    - Yes, the dreamer answers, he is always present in my thoughts.

    - Does he tell you that you push yourself too hard?

    - Well, from time to time, like Father André Marie, something gives me the feeling that I make things too complicated to please God.

    - To God, are you fine the way you are?

    - Who is the one who won't reproach me, if not God?

    We have carried out the checks, so the priest André Marie is indeed a representation of the Divine Force.

    This is not the first time we have seen the divine appear in dreams in human form. It is even a common phenomenon. I have given many illustrations of it on my French blog. There is, for example, the dream of the American businessman whom God visits. In that dream, neither the businessman nor anyone else noticed that God was there: only the humble servant saw him, she was the one who announced his presence. (1)

    Let's continue our study:

    The priest enters the kitchen.

    Ah! What does this detail tell us? We learn that it is in the kitchen that God chooses to present Himself. That is to say? The kitchen, Loretta told us, is the place where the mother manifests her love to the family by preparing lovely tasty dishes, it is a warm and welcoming place, it is the heart of the home.

    And who does God visit?

    Here God presents Himself to the devoted mother. It is to the maternal Loretta in her kitchen, who does nothing to seek God: but she shows her love to others by peeling potatoes, baking cakes, doing the dishes, and repeating these little tasks every day, with love and patience.

    Thus the divine comes to accompany those who serve others with love and devotion, in the humble daily reality. The dream invites the dreamer to become aware of this.

    But Loretta has only one idea in mind: to be impeccable, without fault, she only thinks of going to the bathroom to purify herself, to present herself pure before God.


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    The dreamer then explains to me that she practices several rituals to prepare herself, to harmonise with the divine forces and to come into contact with them. To do this, she surrounds herself with candles, practises visualisations, concentrating on the image of the face of the Virgin or of Christ.


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    And after that, this is what she finds out in the kitchen:

    When I come back, Father André Marie is no longer there.

    So, when she feels pure, she comes back to spend some time with the priest, to meet God, ... he is no longer there, ... he is gone.

    So the divine had come to see her without worrying about her purity. As the priest André Marie said to Loretta: "God loves you as you are, with your impurities".

    Loretta then asked her mother:

    - Did you offer him a coffee?

    - Sorry, I didn't think about it.

    Now let's see what is ...

    A coffee

    - It's something you offer someone as a greeting, Loretta tells me.

    - And what's it like?

    - It's good, it's warm, it makes you feel good.

    - Is there anything else you can tell me?

    - No, ... I don't know.

    What happens in the dream?

    Neither Loretta nor her mother offered the priest a coffee. Neither of them welcomed the divine when he presented himself in the kitchen.




    Yes, this is the meaning of the image. The dreamer said it right away: "Coffee is a way of greeting someone".

    And the divine who appeared in the kitchen didn't get any coffee...

    What a great spiritual lesson this little, seemingly silly dream gives us!

    What does it teach us?

    The fashionable purification rituals, the high aspirations to enter into a altered state of consciousness, in contact with the divine, or with "ascended" Masters, to empty oneself through meditations, to make efforts of concentration, breathing exercises, as proposed by many current approaches which are meant to be therapeutic, that, according to the dream, does not necessarily lead to a contact with the divine.

    No, to get there, it's easy, too easy, very simple, too simple, too silly: as Loretta said, God, alias the priest André Marie, lives in everyday life, he accompanies us here below, every day, in our banal life, in this earthly mediocrity, from which we aspire to escape, to try to reach the magnificence of the divine celestial spheres.

    However when the divine manifests itself in us within our everyday life, without brilliance, without miracle, without synchronicity, without anything sensational, without vibrations in the body, without trembling, without visualisations, without dazzling images, without Kundalini rising, without ecstasy, ... we forget to welcome Him where he appears.

    When he comes to tell us :

    "I love you as you are in your darkness and your modest little simple life, with your mistakes, your inadequacies, your weaknesses, that's where I am with you", we don't even offer him a coffee.

    And yet!

    What good news, my dear blog friends!

    The dream has given us a lesson in the "kitchen tao", so to speak.

    Now, what awaits us?

    With perseverance we will struggle in our daily lives, busy with a thousand small dreary things; with dedication we will have to deal with the thousand little hassles of everyday life, working patiently, with a smile, welcoming the other with warmth, and there ...

    Yes, there, even if we can't believe it, even if we want something else, yes, there, we will know that we are in our right place, we will know that the divine is there too, there he accompanies us and loves us as we are.

    The altered states of consciousness? The spiritual awakening? The Tao? Emptying oneself? Following a discipline to meditate? Taking special positions? Doing Lotus Flower Mudra with your fingers? Breathing exercises? Some OM? Trying in some way to harmonise conscious and unconscious to save the planet?

    No, the dream doesn't talk about it.

    What it offers us is to be aware that our everyday life is sacred: God presents Himself discreetly at every moment in our humble experiences, even if our ego finds no gratification in it. Thus by welcoming the divine, by letting Him take His place in our small, inglorious daily life, our inner earth is cared for and our outer earth blossoms.



    The Angelus by French painter Millet.
    The Angelus is the prayer to which the bells call, in the morning, at noon and at the end of the day.


    Next time, I will tell you the real story of a little boy who met God right in the middle of an everyday life incident.



    Translated by Marianne


    French blog:

    (1) the dream of the American businessman:


    Its interpretation:




    I would like to thank the artists whose works allowed me to illustrate my blog.

    The proposal: painting by contemporary Scottish artist Jack Vettriano.

    Gandalf: arwen.undomiel.com

    Procession: http://www.surinenglish.com/lifestyle/201803/16/passion-holy-week-andalucia-20180316093204-v.html

    Mindfulness meditation: https://www.yogajournalfrance.fr/meditation-de-pleine-conscience-quid-pourquoi-pour-qui/

    Overwhelming task:http://express.fr/actualite/societe/la-charge-mentale-le-syndrome-des-femmes-epuisees-d-avoir-a-penser-a-tout_1906874.html

    Christ Face: "The transfiguration" of the contemporary French artist Arcabas (Jean-Marie Pirot), one of the greatest artists of contemporary sacred art, internationally recognised. http://www.arcabas.com/oeuvres/index.php

    Kitchen: https://www.cuisineaz.com/diaporamas/cuisiner-en-famille-1306/interne/1.aspx

    Meditation: espaceducalme.canalblog.com

    The Priest André Marie: self-portrait of the painter Arcabas (Jean-Marie Pirot), who died in 2018. https://www.placegrenet.fr/2018/08/23/peintre-arcabas-decede-91-ans/203987

    Radiant Christ: http://eucharistiemisericor.free.fr/index.php?page=misericorde_divine

    The Angelus, painted from 1857 to 1859 by the French artist Millet (1814-1875), famous for his pastoral paintings. https://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/L'Angélus


    This article was published on the French blog on 10 December 2019: http://christiane-riedel.blogspirit.com/archive/2019/12/10/et-moi-je-fais-quoi-3144790.html



    Dear blog friends,

    Today, I would like to take up the study of a currently very important topic again, that is, the catastrophic state of the Earth. As for me, I tried to put in the dream's two cents by asking a few questions:

    - Does the unconscious, who is often so benevolent, send dreams that would offer solutions to the problem of the planet?

    - Which are then the dreams that could enlighten us?

    - Could we discover in these dreams one or several constants that might enable us to venture a few consistent deductions, or even to venture a potential solution?

    Thus, we have studied two dreams : “Threat of a planetary disaster” and “Saving the planet”; these two dreams have led us to advance the following hypothesis :

    Could there be a connection between the outer world and the inner world?

    Could the quality of our environment on Earth be related to the quality of our inner, instinctive life, which the alchemists called “our inner earth”, whose other name is the unconscious?

    Could our outer Earth be ill because our inner earth is mistreated?

    So here comes the third part of this original study. We are going to see a dream which answers the question and gets right to the heart of the matter: “How can I treat my cherry tree?”


    Carole, a dynamic psychtherapist in her forties, is well aware of the importance of sexual life. She tells her clients about it, and as for her, she is well conscious of the vigilance that sexual life requires. She has a very sound approach of the needs of her body and lives close to her instinct. Therefore, it is not this aspect of her life which concerns her. What does worry her at the moment is the cherry tree in her garden, which begins to wither away without reason.


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    She doesn't know how to treat it and decides to confide in her dream, which has so often kindly given her advice and precious help. Before sleep, she asks the question “How can I treat my cherry tree?”

    And she receives this dream:


    Dream: Raspberries and basil

    I am in the garden of my next door neighbour. I am picking raspberries which I put in my wicker basket. The neighbour tells me not to take much of them, because he wants to make raspberry jam.

    I go home, I realise that I don't have my key, I am suddenly afraid that I might have lost it, especially as I only have one. Then I go back to the garden and find it under the raspberry bushes. I take it and go back home.

    Jean-Luc is standing in the kitchen. He's giving me a surprise by preparing a recipe for lunch. He explains me that for this recipe he needed basil.


    Now let us analyse the different symbols.

    I pick raspberries which I put in my wicker basket.

    Raspberries: with their exquisite flavour, these little red berries immediately remind of the delicious pleasures of the female body.




    My basket: the basket is a receptacle that can stand for the lower abdomen or pelvis. But Carole also immediately thinks of the french expression “mettre la main au panier”, “to put the hand to the basket”, which means “to touch somebody's butt/bum”, and deduces that her basket, in her dream, not only represents her pelvis, but also her fundament, the more or less vulgar synonyms of which are the rump, the bottom, the ass.

    So the basket is an image to denote the part of her body connected to sexuality.

    I put raspberries in my wicker basket.


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    This wicker basket could also have been made of straw. Why then does the dream choose this material? Listen ... Do you hear? “Wicker”, “Osier” in French, wicker that plays with “Oser y est”, “Dare is there”. It's about daring. With the wicker basket, it is a matter of daring to do something in one's sex life.

    The image indicates that our dreamer dares to pick the pleasures of her body. She dares to pleasure herself.


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    The neighbour tells me not to take much of them:

    The neighbour represents a facet of the dreamer, who wishes to restrict the picking and limit the delights of autoeroticism.

    He wants to make jam: Carole does not want to touch the berries to keep them for later.

    So what does the dream mean with these raspberries, these solitary pleasures that should not be picked, but on the contrary left on the bush, and then with this jam that is to be eaten later on?

    I then ask the young woman:

    - What does that make you think of in your sex life, solitary pleasures that you dare to put in your basket, while forbidding yourself to pick a lot of them, because you have to save them for later?

    Carole answers me right away:

    - But that's exactly what is happening, I really want to pleasure myself at the moment, because my friend is away, and I often feel the desire rising in me. But I avoid touching myself alone because I want to save myself for him. I want to save, to keep all my loving energy for him.


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    Let's see the rest of the dream. What does it show?

    I go home, I realise that I don't have my key, I think I lost it, I find it under the raspberry bushes.

    When Carole gives up the red berries to save herself for her friend, what happens then? She lost her key under the bushes.

    What is this key that opens her door? You immediately understood that this elongated object represents the clitoris, which opens the door to love pleasures.

    So what does the dream teach us? When the dreamer refuses to satisfy her sexual desires on her own to keep these pleasures to share them with her friend, she misplaces her key, she weakens her capacity for pleasure. Abstinence and lack of training causes the loss of vitality in this exquisitely sensitive organ.

    Ten or twenty years ago the subject of female masturbation was still taboo. We hardly talked about it, but the dreams spoke out loud about it. I often saw it in women's dreams.

    Someone also got it right, namely the famous sexologist Dr. Gérard Leleu, who in 2005 in his book The caress of Venus insists and explains: "The clitoris is in a way the "key" to female sexuality".

    And he recommends:

    Let women practice clitoral self-stimulation regularly, for it is the best preparation for sexual union.

    Doctor Leleu also stresses that this self-stimulation must already be done by the little girl.


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    So the famous sex therapist gives women the same advice as the dream.

    As for me, in 2006 appeared my book Love and sex in your dreams (Amour et sexe dans vos rêves), prefaced precisely by Dr Gérard Leleu. I studied the subject there in chapters 4 and 5 in particular and I explained several dreams which underline the benefits of masturbation. (Dreams n° 23, 24, 26, 60, 66)


    Book cover - Amour et Sexe dans vos rêves - Love and sex in your dreams - Christiane Riedel.jpg


    You will also find on the French blog an "astounding" dream:


    Now let's come back to Carole who goes in with her key.

    Once at home, the dreamer notices that someone, Jean Luc, has come to cook for her.

    Who is Jean Luc? He is a gardener friend, he is the one who takes care of the soil and must know how to take care of the cherry tree.

    What is the link between these two images?

    Thus, when the dreamer recognizes the need to satisfy her instinctive needs, as her body demands, she has in her hands the key which will reveal to her the delight of the senses. And that's when Jean-Luc appears, the dynamism in her that takes care of the garden of her body and prepares delicious food.

    Jean-Luc prepared a recipe for me. And for his recipe he needs basil.

    Carole hears the word "basil" with two different meanings.

    On the one hand, the word "basil" (French: basilic) applies to a plant with broad leaves, which develops a strong, healthy and delicious taste. Wouldn't that be an image of the feminine intimate area?




    But our friend also hears the word "basilica" (French: basilique), which refers to a church, a sacred place where the divine whom we come to meet resides.




    What does this connection between basil and basilica mean?

    With the basil, the dreamer enjoys her intimacy; the joy of the senses then leads to the inner basilica, where the encounter with the divine within is accomplished. It is because one enters the sanctuary of the divinity that sexual pleasure takes its heavenly intensity. Sensuality and spirituality are blended.


    It is in this perspective that Jean-Luc's first name also takes on its full meaning. We can indeed wonder why the dream chooses this gardener friend while the dreamer knows several of them. And wouldn't there be a fancy wink of the dream again? Let's see.

    Luc (Luke) comes from the Greek "leukos" which means "light"; and everyone in France knows that Luc's anagram is "cul", "ass". That there is in the foundation of the "ass" a source of light, this is what is meant in french erotic slang by the expressions "to shine" ("faire reluire") or "to illuminate" ("illuminer") which mean: "to give an orgasm". The pun on Luc / cul (Luke / ass) therefore takes up the teaching given by basil / basilica again.

    And Jean? (John) What does this name give if I play and reverse the syllables? "an/je", that is "ange" ("angel").

    So, I will calmly deduce that in the foundation there is a force which brings out the light and connects to the divinity. And why not?

    Is this shocking? The sexual and the spiritual are the two instinctive poles of Eros, the two sides of the same soul reality. The soul that expresses itself in love is as much animal as it is spiritual. "The orgasm is the experience in the body of the ecstasy which animates the soul." (1)


    Sculpture Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss.JPG


    We have now arrived at the meaning of the dream:

    The inner guide advises our friend to allow herself, in the absence of her friend, to savor the erotic pleasures alone. She is also invited to be well aware that, even alone in this jubilation, there too the divine is present, as when she is in the arms of her friend.

    Carole can't believe it! For her, this is a surprise! What an initiation!

    A question now arises: what does this have to do with the question Carole asked while falling asleep? "How can I treat my cherry tree?"

    The dream comes to show the young woman that in order to treat the cherry tree in her concrete outdoor garden, she must take care of her Earth, her body, her symbolic inner garden, she must dare to pluck even solitary sensual pleasures, knowing that the Earth, like her body, is the temple of the divinity.

    So, by recognizing the sacred dimension of her body, by healing her inner Earth, her instinctive Nature, she also heals Nature, the Earth outside of her.

    And very humbly this is how she can take care of her cherry tree according to the dream.


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    I have just presented you three dreams, dreams of women where it is a question of saving the earth, of healing the sick earth, the sick tree.

    These three dreams seem to insist on the same point. All three invite the dreamers to change their way of thinking: instead of claiming to control their life with ideas that the dream considers false, tyrannical, even destructive, they would benefit from making more room for instinctive and sexual life, which has nothing to do with intellectual cogitations.

    From these three dreams, could we allow ourselves to deduce that this would be a general advice?

    Could it then be that by caring for our inner Earth, our instinctive Nature, we are also healing Nature, the Earth outside?

    But respecting your instinctive life, it sounds really popular and working-class, it's so prosaic, trivial, even "typically French", isn't it? Frankly, it seems too stupid and too simple.

    And you will tell me:

    "- Come on Christiane, stop writing poppycock! Saving the planet requires enormous interventions at the planetary level, much more important means on a world scale, and not very small intimate and personal means, at the individual level. Do you realise the nonsense you are talking?

    I know. But why wouldn't the dream invite everyone, where they are, to try to find the oldest ecology, the primitive basic ecology?

    And why couldn't the right activity of billions of beings influence the planet?

    What is better?

    - Skip school to demonstrate to save the planet? Or :

    - Attend lessons and cultivate one's secret garden, under the smiling gaze of the gods who make the earth flower?

    Possible correspondence between these moments, when "in a dark and deep unity" the inner earth and the outer earth "to each other respond"?

    Wouldn't this be the ABC of instinctive ecology?

    Would the dream seem to invite every environmentalist, who fights for the planet, not to follow his intellect and his calculations, but to first honor his body and the force of sensual love which lies within him/her, because this force is the expression in him/her of the divinity who protects and rules the earth?

    You know well that the dream does not come to say things which we already know. He comes to show what we do not see.



    Could this caring for our inner earth also help in case of severe drought? Can we directly influence the climate by changing our inner attitude? Don't miss our next study to get the answer!

    In the passion for dreams,



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    (1) This quote is taken from Christiane Riedel's book Amour et sexe dans vos rêves (Love and sex in your dreams), Trajectoire editions, p. 10. It was written by Dr Gérard Leleu in his introduction to my book, to present the perspective of dreams, as I have set them out in the pages of this book.



    I thank the artists whose works, paintings and photographs have enabled me to illustrate my blog.

    I especially thank the contemporary Russian artist Serge Marschennikov, who paints women with such a splendor and refinement I never get tired of admiring.

    ill cherry tree: http://greffer.net/

    "Basket, raspberries and roses", painting by the English artist Eloise Harriet Stannart (1829-1915): https://artuk.org/discover/artworks/overturned-basket-with-raspberries-white-currants-and-roses-1028

    Young sleeping woman: Serge Marshennikov. This painting is part of a series called "Women in love".


    Girl with wheat hair, Serge Marshennikov

    Basil: http://123RF.com/

    Basilica: Inside of Saint Peter's basilica in Rome, Vatican city.


    Amore e psiche: Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss, by the italian sculptor Antonio Canova, 1757-1822. This piece required 6 years of work, from 1787 to 1793 ; Louvre museum: http://adjine.canalblog.com/

    Blossoming cherry tree: booksofdante.wordpress.com

    Claude Monnet's garden in Giverny from the French painter Claude Monnet (1840-1926)


    This article was first published on the French blog on November 10, 2019: