tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19032705.post114378470504044561..comments2023-04-17T06:26:11.866-04:00Comments on Theresa Williams-Author [Exile Edition]: Confessional #2Theresa Williamshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00103717736011804799noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19032705.post-1144186678018335072006-04-04T17:37:00.000-04:002006-04-04T17:37:00.000-04:00I don't believe there is life without almost const...I don't believe there is life without almost constant rebirth. Thanks for this entry, Theresa! I enjoyed reading it greatly!Erin Berger Guendelsbergerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08355246903582432686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19032705.post-1144105041859214472006-04-03T18:57:00.000-04:002006-04-03T18:57:00.000-04:00Theresa, it sure sounds like your interpretation i...Theresa, it sure sounds like your interpretation is correct.<BR/>The funny thing about dreams are their multi-layers of meaning. Generally, some of the immediate moment is expressed [the day`s stuff], then things that we`ve been pondering. If we`re lucky, or at some unconscious level, feeling courageous, we are presented with more primieval material, things that define our character, and eventually, those things that Jung thought were central to a human`s soul.<BR/>I`m always in wonder at your courage.<BR/>VVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05099178229759202562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19032705.post-1144044564102279482006-04-03T02:09:00.000-04:002006-04-03T02:09:00.000-04:00Interesting... Making me think, you always do. Tha...Interesting... Making me think, you always do. That's why I admire you.<BR/><BR/>~Lilydreaminglilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11828061245668644630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19032705.post-1143838715302594802006-03-31T15:58:00.000-05:002006-03-31T15:58:00.000-05:00"I don't know how many times I have died to one th..."I don't know how many times I have died to one thing and awakened to another." That is so eloquent, and so beautiful. Thank you, Theresa. Thanks too for your kind words. I've been reading all your entries that I'd missed, and I feel refreshed. You give me hope, and that's a wonderful gift.<BR/><BR/>JudiemmapeelDallashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05045502725282481075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19032705.post-1143789239416596112006-03-31T02:13:00.000-05:002006-03-31T02:13:00.000-05:00I've dreamt so often of babies, nurturing them, pr...I've dreamt so often of babies, nurturing them, protecting them, and yes, they are always my writing, the writing that needs my care, nurturance, protection. And one specific, important dream where I first figured out the metaphor involved an alien space ship. I don't think it's fair or even possible to interpret the dreams of others, but holy cow, Theresa, as I read your words here I could see it clearly and felt relieved with the follow up that you see and understand what's going on. There is more I want to say here but won't because it involves themes and images that I'm working through in essay form right now and I don't want to mess with the mojo. Let me just thank you for the link and the mention....and suggest to you and to any of your readers who might also see this that it's not a good idea to be comfortable with our comfort zone. We have to push the boundaries of what seems possible--always.Paula J. Lamberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08423739397150379559noreply@blogger.com