I have returned to the practice of meditating each day since my move to Loja. It has been a part of my life for many years but never part of a routine until now. It is the second thing I do in the morning after relieving myself. Before I put the kettle on for tea, before I brush my teeth, I sit to clear my mind of dreams from the night before or lingering thoughts so that I might be more present in the day ahead.

My dear friend Sofia recently shared an experience she had with the chief of the of Sáparas nation from the Pastaza province, in the jungle of Ecuador. His name is Manari Ushinga. He is one of the elder leaders of the community who is trying to keep the oil companies from destroying his land and culture. His community numbers roughly three hundred people. He told the group a story about how his people live each day. Their life and culture is centered around dreams, similar I imagine to the aboriginals of Australia.

In his village, the elders use their minds “think” until about 5pm every day. Around 5pm, they gather together, discuss what they will do the next day, and start to clean their minds from all thoughts. This enables them to relax until night comes, and they can go to sleep and dream. They make decision individually and collectively based on their dreams. How great is that? They tap into their collective unconsciousness to formulate policy for their conscious existence.

As a result of hearing this story, I started to meditate in the evenings to clear my mind of thoughts in order to be more present in my dreamworld. I could see the change immediately. My dreams, the last few nights, have been more vivid and more in tune with my life. For now, I should say my past life for most my dreams have been about events from my past. I plan to continue this practice until my dreams catch up. I am positive they will.

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