A Message from a Dream

Last night I had an interesting dream.In it I worked at a large bookstore, like a Borders or a Barnes & Noble. I had a small office off of the main sales floor where I worked, and in the dream, I walked in to my office to find three or four customers standing there, waiting to make purchases. I didn't have a cash register, so I escorted them out on the main floor to the cashier's station, where to my surprise and delight I found Kitty, my assistant manager from the bookstore I ran up in … [Read more...]

Matthew 7:1

I had a dream last night in which I was counseling a woman, perhaps a little bit younger than me, who had struggled with addiction much of her adult life. Eventually she began to turn her life around and became involved in a small church. Unfortunately, she still would act out from time to time, and this impacted her religious life when, at a church picnic, she engaged in a sexual encounter with another member of the church — a married man.As she told me this story, she mentioned that as a new … [Read more...]

Tools and Clothes

One of my favorite lines in the Rule of St. Benedict comes from chapter 31, describing the function of the monastic cellarer (business manager): "Let him regard all the vessels of the monastery and all its substance, as if they were sacred vessels of the altar." In other words, the guy in charge of the monastery's mundane tools and equipment needs to regard those items as if they were as sacred and precious as the chalice and paten used on the altar to hold the bread and wine that will be … [Read more...]

Iona Cottage

Last night I had a dream. The dream was set some 25 or so years from now: in it I am on the verge of being an elderly man, walking with a cane but otherwise alert and healthy. I was thinner than I am now (hooray!) with a shock of purely white hair. The dream begins with a car coming up a driveway to a small cottage; outside of the cottage is a sign that simply says "Iona Cottage." … [Read more...]

My Loveliest Dream

One of the plants I saw in the "Hilton" plant shop was a Peperomia. By Jerzy Opioła (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC BY-SA 4.0-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

It must have been sometime in the early 1980s. I was either still working on my Master's or had just recently graduated, and my spiritual life was nurtured mostly by reading books by the Anglican mystic Evelyn Underhill and the Christian Jungian Morton Kelsey.And then one night, I had a dream.In it I was climbing up a hill near the Ballston Metro station in Arlington, Virginia. The hill was lush, covered with trees and vegetation that provided comforting shade in the midst of the bright … [Read more...]