• A Trip to Iona — Wednesday June 11, 2003

    Wednesday, June 11, three dreams on the tape recorder: 1) I almost didn’t recognize it as a dream, more like a daydream. At the end we are in a boat, way at the top of a hill. Lying there, feeling the motion of the boat I’d taken to and from Staffa. We – whoever “we”…

  • A Trip to Iona — Thursday, June 12, 2003

    Thursday, June 12 At 8 a.m. I record a couple things from the night’s tape recording. — I’m lying here not even thinking I’ve been dreaming. I’m not asleep, yet all this stuff has been going through my mind generally, gradually. Now talking about electricity in automobile plants, for God’s sakes. I don’t know where…

  • A Trip to Iona — Friday, June 13, 2003

    Friday, June 13 Eight dreams to transcribe. 1) I start to go outside, and a man steps aside for me, and lets me go first, and I go, and he stabs me! In the back. He’s going to do something but instead, I annihilate him with this blast of anger, an amazing thing. He’s literally…

  • A Trip to Iona — Saturday June 14, 2003

    Saturday, June 14 It isn’t quarter to eight yet and I’ve been up, dressed, hung around the pier to get more of my fill of sea and waves and early morning; I’m entirely packed and waiting first for breakfast, then for the ferry – which isn’t due til 9:30. Better early, I suppose. >From last…

  • A Trip to Iona — Sunday June 15, 2003

    Sunday, June 15 Call it dream or nightmare, whatever. A recurring dream, back again. I must get away because I have killed someone. (I think that’s what I’ve done.) In this one, I take a practice shot and am told by my sister, “I cannot undertake to explain contravention of the 1919 Firearms Act,” or…

  • TGU visit The Sacred Path

    I got a pleasant surprise this morning when I went to my friend Rich Spees’ blog — http://the-sacred-path.com/2008/03/05/our-life-as-a-tapestry/ — and found that he had used a painting I did (or TGU did, but they were using my fingers and I had paid for the canvas and paint!) to illustrate a concept that had been growing…

  • Yeats

    “The mystical life is the center of all that I do and all that I think and all that I write.” William Butler Yeats Yeats at 43, in 1908 (from the Wikipedia article on him)

  • Yeats on revolution and religion

     How many of us, hope and passion kindled by the 1960s, learned this the hard way! How many have still to learn it! W.B. Yeats, speaking of his youth in the section of Autobiographies titled “Four Years: 1887-1891” (pp 148-149) Then gradually the attitude towards religion of almost everybody but Morris, who avoided the subject…

  • Yeats, magic and mysticism

    I find it a great pity that so much experimentation and discovery by men and women who become famous in other fields is disregarded and ignored as though [you did see those words “as though,” right?] by a conspiracy to silence testimony of the existence and interaction of the non-physical world. You see it in…

  • Yeats on the artist standing alone

    “[It is no little thing] to achieve anything in any art, to stand alone perhaps for many years, to go a path no other man has gone, to accept one’s own thought when the thought of others has the authority of the world behind it,…to give one’s life as well as one’s words which are…