What is it like to fall asleep? What happens? Where do we go? Why don't we remember? Since childhood most of us have wondered about the mystery of sleep.

We each have a sixth sense that is attuned to the oneness dimension in life, providing a means for us to guide our lives in accord with our ideas.

All human beings are interconnected, one with all other elements in creation.

The things that concern us during the day are going to influence what we experience during the night.

Dreams have always expanded our understanding of reality by challenging our boundaries of the real, of the possible.

If there is any truth to my parenting the dreamwork movement, it comes from the power of the press.

Dreams seem to have a will of their own.

How do you know, right now, that you are aware of being aware, or conscious?

Dream study impacts culture. We are put in touch with the inner poet who dreams. We hear our inner, subjective response to the outer world. That helps spiritualize our lives.

Rather than seeing dreams as containing hidden messages, see dreams as experiences of empathy. Then use empathy with the dream to reconnect with the experience of dreaming itself.

When we awaken, we cannot account for the time spent. We simply don't remember. About the only evidence we have of experiences while we were asleep is when we happen to remember a dream.

To explain God after merely reading the scriptures is like explaining the city of New York after seeing it only in a map.

By being able to write a genome and plug it into an organism, the software, if you will, changes the hardware.

...there is no more effective public interest watchdog in Washington, D.C.

International football is the continuation of war by other means.

Power which can be abused, will be abused.

The life of the ancient Greeks and Romans has profoundly influenced our own, and yet the ways in which they affect us do not present themselves on the surface of our ordinary experiences.

The sun appears in one of the upper corners of the rectangle, on the left of anyone looking at the picture.

Doorbells are like a magic game, Or the grab-bag at a fair -- You never know when you hear one ring Who may be waiting there.

Football is American; why are the Romans numering our bowls?!

I am not so different in my history of abandonment from anyone else after all. We have all been split away from the earth, each other, ourselves.