🌀 September Circle
📅 Date TBC
⏰ 7:30–9:00PM UK
💻 Online
🔒 15 places available
We spend 6 years of our lives dreaming—immersed in stories and emotions that remain unspoken. Dreamweaving is a space to give those dreams a voice. No interpretation. No analysis. Just listening, presence, and reconnection.
Rooted in the practice of Social Dreaming (first developed by Gordon Lawrence at the Tavistock Institute in 1982), Dreamweaving invites us to speak our dreams—not to explain them, but to release them into a communal space, where something larger can unfold.
For in-person sessions, participants wear eye masks. For online sessions, cameras are turned off—allowing us to connect through the expansiveness of audio alone.
For the first 40 minutes:
🕸 The group share their dreams—
🕸 Clear narratives, half-remembered moments, stray images or fragments.
🕸 You might share a dream from the night before, or one you’ve carried for years.
🕸 There’s no pressure to make sense, analyse, or explain; we let the dreams speak through us.
In the second half of the session, masks are removed / cameras turned back on, and we reflect together — beginning to integrate what has stirred, shifted, or become clear, with 1:1 support from Emma as needed.
This is my unique, in-person, social dreaming event, supported by a live Soundbath to deepen the process— using vibration, tone, and resonance to soften the grip of waking consciousness.
From this altered state, dreams begin to surface. Fragments are spoken aloud—images, moments, emotional impressions. Others respond by offering their own dream threads, weaving a living tapestry of collective imagination and feeling.
Because dreams bypass our strategies and carry emotional honesty like a child—unfiltered, alive.
🕸 They surface submerged feelings
🕸 They dissolve the illusion of separation
🕸 They remind us we belong—to one another, and to something larger
You don’t need a complete dream. Even a single fragment—a gesture, a phrase, a mood—is enough.
PAST EVENTS
A dream is like a broken piece of pottery buried deep in the earth.
Find it, and it reveals a forgotten history—personal and collective—longing to be heard.
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