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Answered Prayers

My muse as always, is Aphrodite. ~ Shakespeare in Love

my goddess of love, sorceress, divine spirit,

you were there when I needed you most,

when I was lonely, miserable and lost,

drifting aimlessly from pillar to post,

you visited in dreams as a ghost,

and as a goddess lifted me up,

for that I shall you worship,

forever, no matter what,

you live in my heart.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Aphrodite, Goddess of Grace and lascivious love of Ares ~ eternally unrequited

Rhythms of Insanity

Don’t be ashamed of your story ~ it will inspire others.

When nothing is ventured, nothing is gained, so what’s the sense of running away from your own life.  The good things just don’t fall out of the sky, they have to be worked for.  But we have to do the right things, at the right time, in the right place, with the right people.  Trying to force the best that Life has to offer doesn’t ever work ~ we have to work with the rhythms of the Cosmos, and not against the flow of the tides.

The great rhythms of nature, today so dully disregarded, wounded even, have their spacious and primeval liberty…..  Journeying birds alight here and fly away again all unseen, schools of fish move beneath the waves, the surf flings its spray against the sun.  ~  Henry Beston.

Little did I realise when I was an overpaid and overworked international banker how little I saw of nature.  What I saw were offices, the inside of cars, trains and ‘planes, hotels, airports, other offices, and city streets.  I earned a hell of a lot of money, but money is a false God, and money never made me happy.  Today I can be happy to walk by the sea, to look at the sky, to enjoy the vast curve of a distant horizon, to listen to the murmur of the surf and the mournful cries of the gulls.  Cars, trains, and ‘planes still have their place in my life, but now it’s only a minor element of who I am ~ cities are no longer the be-all and end-all.

Perhaps it is the night of despair where you are, and I am certain that you are not sleeping soundly.  If you are dreaming at all, I hope you are having sweet and pleasant dreams, but I’m certain that you are not.  I am certain your dreams are weird and disturbing, turning into nightmares.  Try and leave those night-terrors behind you for a while.  There are enough nightmares in the real world without us having to suffer them during our sleep.

The world turns, it may be day-time here, night-time where you are, and somewhere the dawn is breaking and the birds are awakening.  The Cosmos is like a giant time-piece, it has a rhythm of its own ~ the Cosmos keeps its own time.  Be aware, just like the rhythms of a friendship and love between two people change and develop, so the Cosmos is a continual state of change.  We need to enjoy the moonlight while we wait for the sunrise.

We are a part of the Cosmos, we are where our physical bodies are, but our spirits are everywhere.  We exist in this time, but we also exist in a myriad of pasts and possible futures.  I want, need, and desire that the future that awaits me is chosen from the best of all possible alternative realities.  I can close my eyes and imagine ideal pasts, presents, and futures, and in all of them I hope I can spend some cool times with people I care for, cherish, and love.

We are made of starstuff.  We are a way for the cosmos to know itself.  ~  Carl Sagan

What have we dreamed and who have we lost?  In my ideal times we are entirely friendly, trusting, honest, open, caring and loving.  You know what?  I don’t think that it’s too much for me to pray to the Goddess to help me to attain my own earthly versions of nirvana.  It may seem strange to you but I pray to the mother goddess, and in her form incarnate; Aphrodite.  I dream of he Goddess Aphrodite, still looking for the place where we belong together.

I am excited about where I can go in time and space, in friendship, love, and sensual pleasure.  The cool things I could possibly do, and the cool places I could visit.  It’s about being able to fly, about having the courage to live life to the fullest, to enjoy every moment of every day.  Someday soon I will build a tiny trailer, and someday after that I will build something much more ambitious, like a school-bus RV, or a tiny home in someplace beautiful, with a wonderful view of the dawn and sunset.

Shit happens all the time, but one has to remember that; as there is no growth without suffering, there can be no pleasure without pain.  There is a reason we were brought to this life, all we have to do is trust and take one small step in time.  Such are my beliefs.

It’s not all sweet and elegant lies.  Shit happens, but Magic happens too.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

Recovery is possible ~ but first one has to admit that there is a problem.

Dreams and Darkness

 

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the moon still shines in the deep darkness

the night is filled with malevolent stillness

my dreams are fueled with harsh blackness

a soul shattered, scattered with wickedness

evil goddess incarnate uncaring in hardness

yet I know in my dreams my soul is helpless

enraptured by her exotic sexual weirdness

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Dreams and Seascapes

Solitude and the sea is not the same as loneliness.

pale moonbeams

one night of dreams

nothing is what it seems

wandering on lonely beaches

solitary heart breaking seascapes

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

 

Be Yourself

My epiphany came in that moment of the dawn.

In my heart

I feel like I was born again

In my soul

I feel an entire new beginning

In my spirit

It feels like I am an entire man

In dreams

It feels like my life is starting anew

because of the dreadful dawn Aphrodite brings

and she brings torture, torment, pain, and sorrows 

she brings eroticism, sexual love, and bright tomorrows 

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

 

 

 

 

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Disturbed Dreaming

Dreams shed light into places our waking self fears to go.

Very, very rarely I can remember a dream when I wake in the morning.  Vivid, meaningful dreams that are as long and detailed as a real-life event played out like a powerful TV drama.  The memory of these dreams does not fade, the memories of dreams like these stays with me as long and as strong as any real-life memories.

Usually these dreams are enlightening, they teach me something important, they bring clarity to an area of my life that has been mired in confusion.  Sometimes these vivid dreams are disturbing.

A couple of nights ago I dreamed of betrayal.  In this dream my friend played, seduced, and then had sex with a handsome house guest while I was sleeping.  Very strange.  I do not believe I have ever before had a dream that was even remotely like that version of sexual betrayal.  It was not the most pleasant dream I have ever had.

The dream got worse than that.  My reaction to my friend playing and then having sex with a handsome house guest was violent.  In my dream I threw her down a flight of stairs.  And, that kind of violence can kill people.

I have thought hard about what this all might mean.

One thing it means is that in my dream I tapped into a place, into thoughts and feelings, that my wakeful and conscious mind would fear to tread.  Or perhaps I wouldn’t ever go to that dark place because I didn’t even know it existed.

I think the second thing it means is that part of me must believe that my friend used to be the kind of woman who would have sex with just about anyone.  That is very hurtful and disturbing.  I am hopeful that this dream was me getting rid of those negative thoughts once and for all.

But, the most terrible thing is that, deep down in my psyche, I may have a propensity towards extreme violence.  I hope not.

I am glad my dream took me to places in my mind that I would not otherwise venture toward.  I am not glad about what I found there.

But, there is another thought.  Dreams such as the one I described may have been sent to me by a Goddess I believe in.  If that’s the case the dark Goddess Isis sent me that dream.  She is trying to teach me something.  Perhaps deep down I am attracted to sexually available and promiscuous women ~ I’m not certain that’s the case, but the thought and meanings are interesting.

It would be good if the lesson was more obvious, and less disturbing.

What I do know is that there is no end to love.

Perhaps that is the whole point.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

where ever you are

and whoever you are

I hope that your year

is ending well.

 

 

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Poetic Self-Discovery

Everything follows after you find yourself.

just morning beginning

I’m busy trying to find myself

understanding keeps disappearing

maybe I’m lost in the sea and white surf

or in the lonely mountains under a big blue sky

perhaps all I need is a little help with this confusion

finding good times, clearing thoughts, spiritual cleaning

she holds my heart in her hand, and my poor heart is breaking

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

pictures taken with a lumix

click on the camera

Happy Marmaduke

Discretion is the better part of valour.

I wanted to write some very destructive

things today, but posting pictures of Marmy is a better idea.

jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

Weird Wyoming

Wyoming; like no place on Earth.

For this well-travelled Englishman, Southern Wyoming has the weirdest landscape I have ever seen.  Not only that, one can drive for a hundred miles in total isolation, and everything looks the same for every single mile.  I love California, I liked Utah, I’m not yet certain about Wyoming.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

pictures taken with a Lumix,

by the girl riding shotgun

Utah is Stunning

Seems like the background from a Western Movie.

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jack collier

jackcollier7@talktalk.net

 

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