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Girlfriend Retreat With a Spiritual Twist Summer 2017

Take some time to remember who you are and what you want out of life!

Sometimes we get so caught up in the day to day that we forget to slow down and reconnect with our power, intuition and our purpose. Awakendream retreats will help you in doing just that. Glory and Sherry provide a safe place for you to explore, remember and reclaim all that has been forgotten or set aside because of your busy schedules. These 3 days will be filled with activities, ceremony, celebration and so much more! Come learn, play and laugh with us! You will return home refreshed, renewed and inspired!

Taking time away to explore and reflect is needed for a healthy and inspired life! We know, because we have been doing this for over 10 years now and know the power and the benefits to retreating!

Join us!!

Immerse your body in ancient healing waters, immerse your spirit in nourishment;

Integrate your personal purpose, with your intuitive flow, and your authentic vibe – that special sauce that makes you – you;

Take flight spiritually, mentally, emotionally, and socially. Free your inner awesome!

There will be:
*OASIS in the Overwhelm: 60-Second Strategies for Balance in a Busy World
*Soak in mineral-rich geothermal water
*Dancing
*Drumming
*Creative Expression
*Ceremony
*Celebration
*Fun
*Laughter
*& more!
Reserve your spot now through Paypal! Reserve

Tuition for the weekend is $289. Bring a friend and your tuition is half off, only $145! Reserve your spot now with a non-refundable deposit of $100. The balance will be due by August 4th.
Room and food are not included in this fee.
Discounted room rates are available. When you make your reservations, tell Homestead Resort you are with Awakendream.
Meals are on your own. There are restaurants on site.

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How to Dream the Best Possible Dream — & My Surprise

I had thought it would be different. I’d believed my dream would be more grandiose. I’d carefully selected the inspirational phrases. I’d cut out photos of tropical paradises, lounge chairs, and escapades to exotic places. I had poetry, amazing yoga poses, fruitful opportunities and more, all sitting there, awaiting their turn, hoping for their own space in my world. You see, I was going to create my “dream board.” Creating my dream board is an endeavor that I undertake on a yearly basis. To create my dream board, I attempt to dream the best possible dream for myself, what I’d most like to experience in the year to come. I contemplate, dream, and imagine. Then I place the most exquisite words and the very best images onto my dream board collage where I can see it every day.

It’s interesting what happens when you allow yourself only one small poster board measuring 11 inches by 14 inches upon which you can place your most important dreams, the very best of all possible dreams, in every single aspect of your life. You might be surprised. Somehow, it brings your subconscious wishes into crystal-clear focus! Furthermore, it forces you to prioritize!! You’ll discover that only your deepest yearnings will find their space on your board.

I’ve found that my dream board has much more to show than what is on the surface. I view the images and phrases as if they were in a dream, you know, like the ones you have at night. When I do this, I look for double-meanings and repetitive themes. For instance, I could have Continue reading

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COMING HOME – RETREAT 2014

REPOSTING this article by popular request. Enjoy!

Our theme for March is “Coming Home to Ourselves.” Coincidentally, we just facilitated our retreat of the same name.

So, what does it mean to come home to oneself?

Well, on our retreats we always walk a labyrinth in a contemplative manner. As we enter the labyrinth, we shed all of our outer busy lives, as a snake sheds its skin. There are many twists and turns in a labyrinth, just as there are many twists and turns in life. At times we may feel that we’re almost there, only to find ourselves far away from where we expected to be.  Such is life.

The place in the center holds the treasure. The place in the center is home. We wander and wander, we seek and we contemplate, and then suddenly we’re there. Home.

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SOUL REVEAL

Just saw myself on the cover of “Dream Network Journal,” 2014, Spring Edition,   http://dreamnetwork.net. That’s me, inside the cocoon. As I look at the image of myself, I feel tears springing up in my eyes. What brought about this sudden upsurge in emotion? I believe it’s that raw feeling of being vulnerable and exposed. You know, it’s like the dream where I show up at an event, but I’ve forgotten my clothes? Bet you haven’t had that dream, wink!

But I’ve digressed. Back to the image of me inside the cocoon. If you look closely at the image, you’ll see a prison cell, but the door is open.  Being a dreamer, I ponder the metaphor and its implications. Butterfly, in ancient Greek, when translated, means soul. So I consider how I’ve opened the door to my soul and the ways in which I’m revealing my soul, which in turn, sets me free.

One of the ways I reveal my soul is in dream sharing. Any experienced dreamer will tell you that dreams leave no stone unturned. People who know your dreams, know you, I mean REALLY know you, your fears, your insecurities, your deepest wishes, your obstacles, your inspirations, everything!

Another way I reveal my soul is through the written word. Years ago, I wrote an allegorical tale called Earth’s Tiny Star. It’s about a soul looking for love and forgetting, and then finding herself. Now I won’t call this book an autobiography, but I’ll divulge that it bears some similarities to the human drama, and maybe, just maybe, it reminds me a little of me, just saying…

As if my soul isn’t being revealed enough, I also write poetry. Any poets out there? Well, if you are, I bet you know that poetry COMPLETELY BYpasses the part of the brain that censors and analyzes. When I sit and write poetry, I never know what will show up in my words. Like a kid in a candy store, I wait for the deliciousness of self-discovery.

Finally, if you’re reading this, you know I sometimes blog and write articles. I tell stories, in the moment, as they’re happening in my life, in real-time, with commentary and sometimes even a few deep thoughts.

Whew! Just reading about all of this soul revealing feels exhausting to me! Think I’ll go back inside my cocoon—- for now…

Here’s my poem that accompanies the image in “Dream Network Journal,”  found on p. 3.

THE TRUTH

Standing on the brink
in the abyss,
arms around myself,
holding on,
then hearing faintly in a distance—

badoomp badoomp badoomp,
and growing louder,
badoomp badoomp badoomp…

The tide is low<
lower than it’s been in over 20 years,
badoomp badoomp badoomp;

 going deeper and deeper than ever before,
seeing life below the surface,
exposed and uncovered;

 it’s true, it’s true, it’s true;
Inside me there’s a knowing,
it’s true, it’s true, it’s true;

Discovering the braided gold,
shining in my hands,
there’s been nothing like it in over 20 years;

 I’ve been imprisoned,
on the grounds,
then locking the place down
for my own safety;

badoomp badoomp badoomp;

on the brink,
arms around myself,
holding on
in the dark;

nothing like it in over 20 years;

hearing the drumbeat of my heart,
the impulse
growing louder and stronger,

be true, be true, be true,

cracked pot,
leaking energy,
the life is sucked from my bones,

be true, be true, be true,
nothing like it in over 20 years;

darkness persists
with imaginal discs,
holding memories
of butterfly wings and antennae…

but my legacy! no, wait !
live, laugh, love,

be true, be true, be true…
nothing like it in over 20 years…

stuck,
holding on,
hoping,
believing,
leaking,
being,

be true, be true, be true…

imagining,
dreaming,
believing,
expanding,

be true, be true, be true;

Breaking free!

breathing,
reaching,
being,

it’s true, it’s true, it’s true…

expanding,
being,

be true, be true, be true,
nothing like it in over 20 years;

 be-ing true, be-ing true, be-ing true.

 being, being, being…

Dream Network Journal editions can be obtained at http://dreamnetwork.net

Original Artwork on cover by dream artist, Brenda Ferrimani, http://www.brendaferrimanidreamart.com

Read our accompanying article featured in “Dream Network Journal,” A Journey of Mystic Illumination, on pp. 15 – 17, co-authored with Brenda Ferrimani. http://dreamnetwork.net

We will also be presenting ”Shared Dreams, Art, and Poetry: Gateways to Personal Alchemy and Human Evolution,”  a real-life artistic experience of living the archetypal themes, at the 31st Annual Conference of IASD, “Golden Gateway to Dreams,” in Berkeley, California. http://www.asdreams.org

Living the Dream, Living the Archetype

RE-Posting this article by popular request.
We are back from this year’s IASD Conference. We had a wonderful time. Met great people, attended insightful workshops, classes and presentations. The art show was amazing and experiential. My (Glory’s) favorite part of the week was attending the Dream Ball. We had to dress like one of our dream characters.
Well this year, Sherry, Tzivia and I, had a shared theme that started back in February. The Mother archetype decided to show up in dreams, synchronicities and our retreat. She really wanted to be acknowledged and honored and we did. Sherry, around the same time was working on the Empress card for her tarot deck, Mystic Illumination.
So we decided to once again invite The Mother to our dream ball. I attended as Mother Earth or Gaia. Sherry transformed herself into Lady of Guadalupe, and Tzivia embodied that last part of the poem below as “ME” a synchronicity that hopefully she will write about and share with us soon. Below is the poem that was shared at the Dream Ball written by Sherry Puricelli. I feel so blessed to have been a part of such a lovely, moving, and creative experience. Thank you ladies for sharing your gifts and thank you to the Great Mother.
Love, Glory Nelson – Life Coach, Dreamer, Teacher
Mother
 
Mother of cycles,
you are eternal Home to me;
sisters, aunts, mothers, grandmothers,
you’re there for me, always – no matter how far away I fly;
Mother Mary, Mother Earth, Mother of Galaxies,
Mother in my dreams,
you continually cycle back to me…
bringing me home, dancing me home, singing me home,
with empathy, painted – with colorful drops of Mother.
 
When I can’t keep up,
or cannot make the climb, you are the charger of my soul;
when I fall,
You bleed, and reveal your scar so I can learn self-healing;
when I lay broken,
you show me flowers that broke open too,
erupting into gardens of inner beauty;
Whenever I call,
Mother in my dreams,
you continually cycle back to me..
bringing me home, dancing me home, singing me home,
with empathy, painted – with colorful drops of Gaia.
 
When my heart is heavy,
you carry my sorrows and you become my rock;
When I’m missing you,
I hear your lullaby in the mourning doves’ cry.
when I am lost,
your evening star twinkles my inspiration trail.
When I lack faith,
you are my monument, my altar, my prayer,
so I can rediscover my own temple.
Mother in my dreams,
you continually cycle back to me..
bringing me home, dancing me home, singing me home,
with empathy, painted – with colorful drops of Mary.
 
 
Mother of cycles,
you are eternal Home to me;
In the theatre of our mutual dream,
I have buried your key;
We’re dancing rainbows
in timeless time,
spaceless space,
and deathless death;
You’ve been with me always,
since before my first lullaby,
and after my last step.
 
I am Mother in my dreams,
continually cycling back ..
bringing me home, dancing me home, singing me home,
with empathy, painted – with colorful drops of Me.
Poetry by Sherry Puricelli – Dream Coach, Connecticut
Empress – Mystic Illumination Deck