My Loveliest Dream

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...]


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