tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-925549664214256461.post7133478985210189921..comments2024-03-24T17:49:05.886-04:00Comments on The Robert Moss BLOG: Lions in the tree tops: when someone else's dream is a gift for your lifeMarcia Mosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04530003059608361331noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-925549664214256461.post-447440925968257882015-12-17T09:07:57.917-05:002015-12-17T09:07:57.917-05:00Thank you for this dream within a dream," Rob...Thank you for this dream within a dream," Robert Moss. I am using your full name because this morning, I used it to call to you. I used it to call you into my dream. <br /><br />This morning, while reading your book, I looked up and spoke aloud: "Come and find me," I said, flowing my request along the thread of my awareness which knows the thread of yours. The thread which knows that you will hear me. The thread that is listening for me. <br /><br />Come and find me, I said. And your face flashed into my awareness. And I knew that you would 'hear' me - and that you'd come. <br /><br />That instant, a small cat - between kitten and full grown - appeared just across the street from my home and scampered across the road. As I watched her escape collision with the approaching car, I knew she would make it. She crossed into my front yard, keeping to the fringe, weaving into and out of view between the pine trees which divide my world from the neighbor's. <br /><br />As she wove, I watched and I learned. It happened in less than a minute. A moment later, I rose and walked to the kitchen to open my laptop and see if I could find you.<br /><br />Why did I call for you? <br /><br />Because your 'becoming a shaman' story sounds so much like mine. The dream teachers. The birds. The animal friends. The signs in the world. And the call to help others... so many others.<br /><br />Because I am moved by the stories you share about your students, who sound so much like mine. Because your stories remind me who I am - and why I do this work that I do.<br /><br />Because I asked you to come find me and less than ten minutes later, I found, here in front yard of your Internet home, a post about a dream that, I, too, am sharing. <br /><br />My dream, ongoing for several years now, is of cats of all sizes - panthers, protective lions and lately, a large Bengal tiger who stands beside my 12-year-old self as she and I get reacquainted and begin to do our work in the world. <br /><br />I am grateful for your presence in the world and for your book, which<br />For the dream that we seem to be sharing. <br /><br />Thank you for hearing me this morning- for responding to my call.<br />Amy Oscarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02743245533115702571noreply@blogger.com