“The Unrelated human being lacks wholeness, for he can achieve wholeness only through the soul and the soul cannot exist without its other side, which is always found in a ‘You'”.
–CGJung, Word and Image, p. 125
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This post was written in response to a question posed by the librarians at Boston Public Library, where I’ll be speaking about my book Joy in Every Moment: Mindful Exercises for Waking to the Wonders of Ordinary Life Thursday, January 14, at 6 p.m. as part of the Boston Public Library’s Author Talks Series.
Q: What are the 10 Books that Inspire You Most?
It wasn’t easy to come up with my “Ten Favorite Books to Inspire You”—but it was fun to give the question some thought. As a writer I have an entire village of favorite books that inspire me on my shelves. (I live in a relatively small space, otherwise I’d have an entire metropolis of favorites!) But which ones might inspire you as well? To narrow it down, I began by flipping through the pages of Joy in Every Moment, my latest book, which includes quotes from many of the books that have inspired me to live my best life—one moment at a time. Then I added a few more to come up with a highlights list that includes books of poetry, philosophy, self-help, psychology, and fiction. I hope you find something here to inspire you! Enjoy.
- The Life of Pi, by Yann Martel: The fictional character, Piscine Molitor “Pi” Patel, inspired me to “choose the better story”—a reminder I turn to again and again.
- Leaves of Grass, by Walt Whitman: I re-read this book-length poem with a group of friends almost every year on the Fourth of July (the anniversary of the book’s publication). It takes us about two hours to read the entire poem aloud, and each time I feel inspired to try to do my part to live up to Whitman’s vision of true equality and democracy.
- Man’s Search for Meaning, by Viktor Frankl: A psychiatrist imprisoned in a concentration camp comes away recommitted to his belief that we can live positive and purposeful lives filled with meaning—no matter what the circumstances. Now that inspires me.
- You Can Heal Your Life, by Louise Hay: As a young woman, this classic self-help book inspired—and empowered—me, to wake up to the role our thoughts play in manifesting our lives.
- Memories, Dreams, Reflections, by Carl Jung: My dreams are a constant source of inspiration to me. Jung’s work helps me to explore them, trust them, and find meanings within them.
- The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up, by Marie Kondo: With joy as the organizing principle for getting one’s house in order, this quirky little book inspires me to experience my surroundings in a richer way!
- From Where You Dream, by Robert Olen Butler: This book inspires me to grab my pen, nearly as soon as I open my eyes in the morning—and start to write.
- Active Hope, by Joanna Macy and Chris Johnstone: I turn to this book again and again when I need to be inspired to live from my heart in a time of great challenges to our magnificent planet.
- Tiny Beautiful Things, by Cheryl Strayed: Pearls of wisdom wrapped in humor and humility and delivered with gloves-off, gut-wrenching candor—that’s what I call inspiration.
- Comfortable With Uncertainty, by Pema Chödrön: I have this book in paperback and in an MP3 file on my iPod so I can read or listen to it any time, including at 4 a.m. on nights when I can’t sleep. This book inspires me to face difficult situations and emotions with a loving heart.
May these books inspire you, too. Or better yet, may you be inspired to share with others your ten most inspiring books!
[Originally Published by Boston Public Library http://www.bpl.org/press/2016/01/08/author-picks-tzivia-govers-top-ten-books-to-inspire-you/]
At age 13, I received a gift from my grandfather: several books including a paperback copy of Freud’s Interpretation of Dreams. He gave it to me because he knew how much I loved dreams, but it was too difficult for me—or maybe it just wasn’t saying what I wanted to hear about dreams.
I danced around my interest in dreams for decades. Sometimes I’d pay attention to mine and write every one down. Then I’d go through periods of trying to ignore them. After all, no one else I knew was talking about their dreams, and besides, some of my dreams were scary or disturbing. But they were still present, even in their absence. Whereas some people claim they don’t dream in color, I feel I don’t live in color when my dreams are muted.
So, eventually I decided I wanted to know more about them. About a decade ago, I gave myself another gift: I ordered Robert Van De Castle’s Our Dreaming Mind from a new age book-of-the-month club. But my life got busy, and the book remained on a shelf for a good five years, maybe more, until my daughter grew up and moved on to college, and I had time to work my way through the encyclopedic tome, chapter by chapter. I then moved on to the works of Moss, Johnson, Jung, and everything else about dreams I could get my hands on.
I have since made a bold a commitment to not just learn about dreams but to dive into them. From 2009-2011 I was enrolled in a dream studies certification program, and now I help other people understand the gifts of their dreams. This commitment to dreams, and the time I’ve carved out in my life for studying dreams, working with them, and helping others get in touch with theirs, has been a great gift, for which I am most grateful.
Thank you Grandpa, for the gift of your love, and for encouraging me to follow my dreams.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Bedtime Stories.”
What was your favorite book as a child? Did it influence the person you are now?
*Corner View* is a weekly appointment – each Wednesday, where bloggers from all corners of the world share their view on a pre-arranged theme. This week’s theme is “Gifts”.
To unwrap the nightly gift of your own dreams, consider giving yourself a time to pay attention to them. Visit my blog atThird House Moon to learn more. The gift of dreams keeps on giving.
“I have no theory about dreams. I do not know how dreams arise. And I am not at all sure that my way of handling dreams even deserves the name of a ‘method.’ I share all your prejudices against dream interpretation as the quintessence of uncertainty and arbitrariness. On the other hand, I know that if we meditate on a dream sufficiently long and thoroughly, if we carry it around with us and turn it over and over, something almost always comes of it.”
Carl Jung, “The Aims of Psychotherapy (1931): The Practice of Psychiatry, p. 86
I was shopping for hawthorn at my neighborhood herbal apothecary, when the proprietor and I began to talk about my dream therapy practice. “What is your approach?” she asked. “Are you a Jungian?”
I said that I was not a Jungian, nor do I think Jung would be one today.
What I mean is that whenever we add “-ian” or “-ist” to a word, thus creating a codified school of thought, we lose the vital energy from which the originator’s wisdom flowed.
What I most admire about Jung is the courage and audacity he used to delve into the deep strata of his own consciousness, and study his dreams and visions to find meaning.
Here’s my philosophy: Have a question about dreams? Ask the dream. Pay attention to your dreams and the ones other people tell you. That’s your primary textbook.
In addition, study mythology, religious texts, psychological tomes, and the latest articles about neuroscience and dreaming in scholarly journals.
Drawing from personal experience, and being informed by myth, science, psychology, and mysticism is the best approach to dreams I can come up with.
From now on one someone asks what school of dreamwork I come from, I think I’ll say I am from the “Yes-And School of Dreaming.” Meaning, I believe in Jungian approaches to dreams, AND Tibetan Buddhist approaches, shamanistic ones, AND Kabbalah-influenced approaches, as well as what neuroscience AND psychology have to offer.
Oh, and as for that hawthorn, more on that later. But you might have to remind me to discuss it in a future post, because, well, that’s why I need hawthorn ….
In the meantime, if you are local(in the 413 area) and are looking for a wonderful herbal apothecary where you can also buy mugwort and other herbs to help you dream more vividly and remember more dreams … visit Acadia Herbals. Tell them Tzivia sent you.
If you’d like to learn more about your dreams, schedule an appointment for dreamwork, purchase a dream journal, or buy a dreamwork gift certificate, visit me at Third House Moon.
- Join me in Connecticut and Learn to Listen to Your Dreams Sept. 28 & 29, 2013 (allthesnoozethatsfittoprint.wordpress.com)
- Dreaming Home and Away (CV) (allthesnoozethatsfittoprint.wordpress.com)
- Dreams: Still the Royal Road to the Unconscious (madinamerica.com)
11:15 is lunchtime in the school where I work, so students and staff tend to have their eye on the clock as that hour approaches.
But that only partially explains why once or twice a day when I check the time these days I see that it’s 11:11. (Not 11:10 or 11:12, mind you … 11:11!)
When I get onto an 11:11 roll, I take note.
I started noticing 11s a long time ago. My first email address in the early ’90s was Tz11, because even then I had begun to notice that 11 played a special role in my life.
For one, all through my twenties my addresses contained the number 11. Then, after a long spate of living at number 11 on various streets and avenues, I moved to a house with a rambling rural route address, and no matter how I added the numbers, there was no 11. I began to fear that maybe this move was unlucky. But within weeks of moving in, I received a notice from the US Postal Service that they were changing the addresses in our tiny town. From now on, my house, which was located on a dirt road with only three other residences, would be number 74. Where did they come up with 74, I wondered. There weren’t anywhere close to that many houses within miles of my little cottage. But 74 it was, and I quickly realized that 7+4=11. Ahhh! Now, I felt that I was at home.
When I moved into my current address, I thought my lucky 11 streak had ended for sure. My house number added up to 9. No 11s whatsoever, no matter how I crunched the numbers. Until that is, I realized that my street name ended in a double “L”. In lower case, double l (ll) looks an awful lot like 11. I’ll take it. I settled in and made myself at home.
So what is it with 11s anyway? People who believe in numerology say that the number 11 is important because it is made up of two ones, and one is the number of unity, birth, and beginnings. Two ones make 11 a Master Power Number. And double 11? It just keeps getting better … Some say when you start to notice 11:11s:
- Your life is about to change
- You are entering a time of synchronicity
- It is a wakeup call from Earth’s Angels.
Or perhaps, all of the above.
When I’m on an 11:11 roll I start looking for synchronicities. As the German philosopher Schoepenhauer said, coincidence is evidence of the “pre-established harmony” of the universe. Jung said synchronicity showed that all things are connected.
I’m open to all of the above.
And if nothing else, 11:11 remains special to me because it means lunchtime is almost here.
SPEAKING OF 11s: September 11, 2001 gave new meaning to the number 11. Today I invite you to pause and reflect on the significance this day holds for you and for our world. Let it be a day where we think of 11 new reasons and 11 new ways to make peace in our souls, in our lives, and in our world.
SPEAKING OF SYNCHRONICITY: Dreamwork is an easy way to invite synchronicity into your life. When you pay attention to your dreams at night, you will begin to notice more Coincidences, Synchronicities, and Serendipity in your days.
SPEAKING OF DREAMS: If you’d like to learn more about your dreams, schedule an appointment for dreamwork, purchase a dream journal, or buy a dreamwork gift certificate, visit me at Third House Moon.
Corner View is a weekly appointment each Wednesday, where bloggers from all corners of the world share their view on a pre-arranged theme. This week’s theme is lunch. Start here to visit more Corner View blogs.
- The Number Eleven Still Finds a Way to Fascinate People (guardianlv.com)
- The 11:11 Phenomenon………..further explanation (chiisaine777.wordpress.com)
Today’s tea is Japanese green tea. I’m drinking it from one of the little blue and white polka dot cups I received as a gift on my first visit to Japan with my sister and her then fiancé, who is Japanese. The warm grassy scent of the tea reminds me of that first visit to Yoshi’s family’s home on a small fishing island on the Inland Sea.
Preparing for this afternoon’s tea break, I put my lemon cookies and Dove chocolate on the blue and white dishes painted with images of Mount Fuji, which my sister, who by then had moved to Japan, gave me as a gift some years back.
Thinking of my sister I decide to decorate the table with the Lakshmi postcard she sent me, from Japan, this winter for my birthday. Coincidentally, This morning in my yoga class the teacher introduced the theme of giving and receiving abundance, pointing to a tapestry of Lakshmi as a visual aid.
In this case, I created a sense of synchronicity*. I consciously set up the echoing symbolism of Japanese tea, memories, and the Hindu goddess that my yoga teacher mentioned, and my sister had sent me an image of.
But lately, the synchronicities have been finding me. My dreams for example, have been dropping funny coincidences into my lap, at least once a day for the past week or so.
For example, last night I dreamed of a former colleague, whose name, I just realized, is the same as my sister’s. I ran into her this morning at the pricy health food grocery store, where I rarely shop. I’d just gone in to buy a bottle of vitamins, but accidentally turned down the diaper aisle instead. Since my “baby” is fully grown, I had no real business in that aisle. Except that that’s where I ran right into J., who was shopping with her adorable toddler.
“I was just thinking of you!” J., exclaimed when our grocery carts nearly collided.
“Of course you were,” I said, because these days that’s just how things have been going. Mind you, I can’t recall ever having dreamed of J. before, we haven’t been in touch in well over a year, and have maybe run into each other one other time in the 3 or 4 years since she stopped working in the same school where I still teach.
I won’t even mention the next coincidence today, when I jotted down the name of an acquaintance, one who has never before called me, but who … within three minutes of my writing her name on a Post-it because I wanted to invite her and a mutual friend to tea … called me. We haven’t communicated with one another since Thanksgiving, and I don’t believe she’s ever phoned me before. Hmmm.
Still, I’m skeptical of such things as synchronicty, precognition and other extraordinary phenomena. But because I experience these things, perhaps too often to consider co-incidental, I have to take pause and consider.
I take comfort in the fact that Carl Jung, who was trained as a scientist, believed whole-heartedly in sychronicity.
In Memories, Dreams, Reflections, Jung writes, “The unconscious helps by communicating things to us, or making figurative allusions. It has other ways, too, of informing us of things which by all logic we could not possibly know. Consider synchronistic phenomena, premonitions, and dreams that come true.” (p. 302)
How I would love to sit down to tea with Dr. Jung and talk all of this over.
“The collective unconscious is common to all; it is the foundation of what the ancients called the ‘sympathy of all things.’ ” –Carl Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections, p. 138.
*synchronicity |ˌsi ng krəˈnisitē| noun 1 the simultaneous occurrence of events that appear significantly related but have no discernible causal connection : such synchronicity is quite staggering. ORIGIN 1950s: coined by C. G. Jung.
What role do synchronicities have in your life?
Is your life made richer by them?
What’s your favorite tea?
“Then when these things are in some precious book you can go to the book and turn over the pages and for you it will be your church – your cathedral – the silent places of your spirit where you will find renewal. … that book is your soul.”
It is my tradition each December to reflect on the previous 12 months. Usually, in the last days of the month I make a list of 100 wonderful things about the year that just passed.
2009 was a particularly interesting year for me; there were so many endings and new beginnings I could hardly keep up. I felt it was a year deserving of something special. It was also the year that Jung’s “Red Book” was published.
In the “Red Book,” the result of 16 years of work, Jung illustrates and interacts with images from his subconscious that came to him in the form of dreams and visions.
Inspired by the “Red Book” I began what might become a new tradition for me. I created my own book. Mine is an album of drawings, collage and writing that reflects my strongest dream images from 2009, along with mementos from the waking events of that year.
The book begins with my New Year’s Dream (another tradition is to incubate and record my first dreams of the year) in which I gather a bouquet of feathers in my hand … and ends with a dream in which my late grandmother advises me to “be still.”
I hope you will consider making a Red Book of your own inner journey for 2010! Perhaps this will become a new tradition that will make your New Years celebrations richer in the years to come!
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