I am out in the woods in the middle of the night, in the midst of leading a workshop on Cortes Island in British Columbia. I notice other figures, animal and human and hybrid, moving among the trees, taking form then fading back into the shadows. I find three clear and reliable travel companions. Red-tailed hawk scouts…

In one of my workshops in Boulder, Colorado, I was privileged to go on shared journeys into the dreamworlds with a Navajo (Dine) elder named Abraham. He told me he had driven up from Flagstaff because, “I have heard that you dream in the way of the ancestors, and can teach others how to do…

“We will change all things if we can make the imagination sacred,” Yeats wrote in his visionary novel, The Speckled Bird. “But all the images and impulses of the imagination, just in so far as they are shaped and ordered in beauty and in peace, must become sacred. To do this they must be associated…

When I was presenting at a Mind, Body, Spirit Festival in Sydney some years ago, an imposing Aboriginal healer named Burnum Burnum, his great beard lapping over a blue frock coat, grabbed me as we were leaving the platform together. “You’re one of mine, mate, so I’m going to show you something.” He drew me…

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