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The First Santa III – Bear Brother
By
Robert Moss
When the ice broke up, monsters appeared in the inlets where the Reindeer People went to fish. The monsters reared from the waters with the heads of leering dragons, then disgorged terrible iron-clad men bent on killing and plunder. The Iron Men stormed over the land. The boy’s father, now headman of his village, gathered…
The First Santa II – Drum Rider
By
Robert Moss
I don’t know how much you know about drums. The dreamer’s drum was not the kind of drum you see at a concert, or in a marching band, or in a toy shop. It was the kind of drum you can ride. The boy did not know that until he made it, and learned to…
The First Santa I – Making a Reindeer Shaman
By
Robert Moss
Long ago and far away, where the sun shines all night on Midsummer’s Eve and never shows its face at Midwinter, a boy they called Dreamer lived with his family among the Reindeer People. They were a simple folk who lived on fish and the fruits of the earth, on reindeer milk and sometimes, in…
How dreams might have saved John Lennon
By
Robert Moss
Today, on the thirtieth anniversary of John Lennon’s murder, I am thinking about how his dreams might have saved his life, had he been able to do more with them. Late in 1979, Lennon was troubled by a dream in which he was dining out with his wife Yoko Ono, and they were approached by…
The First Santa – Introduction
By
Robert Moss
In this holiday season, I received this cri de coeur from the mother of a young boy named James: James found out that his parents stuff his stockings each year instead of Santa Claus. He is crestfallen. I asked him if he remembered a story you told him about a real live, animal-loving “Santa” that…
Of smoke and fire and what belongs to us
By
Robert Moss
He was a beautiful man, but he had a haunted look, as if he felt something was shadowing him. He couldn’t stay at the lunch table very long without rushing out for a cigarette break. I remarked at one point, in the rambling conversation, that I don’t mind what people do (as long as they…
The play’s the thing
By
Robert Moss
I watched a silly but entertaining film, “The Man Who Knew Too Little”, on DVD. It’s a spoof of the James Bond genre. The Bill Murray character thinks he’s playing a role in a reality show being enacted in the streets of London. In fact, he’s in the thick of a real-life war of secret…
Why Jung belonged to the Bear Clan
By
Robert Moss
When Jung visited the Pueblo Indians in New Mexico, they asked him what clan he belonged to. He explained that the Swiss people do not belong to clans and did not have totem animals. Jung’s native hosts listened politely. Later, they watched him descend a ladder from the roof where the conversation had been taking…
The biography of a dream symbol
By
Robert Moss
If you are keeping a dream journal, a great game to play from time to time is to track the evolution of a familiar symbol or theme. You’ve been dreaming of the bear, or the fox, for years; how has your relationship changed? You often dream of running into construction on the road; are you…
The Game of Three
By
Robert Moss
I recently offered a simple and fun way to grow awareness of what rhymes in a day. It goes like this: choose a finite interval of time (a lunch break, for example, or the evening commute, or half an hour in the woods) and notice and record three things that enter your field of perception…
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