Dreamcatcher

Updated: Jul 28

A woven ritual of release, where not everything that visits needs to stay

At night, the mind opens its windows

Thoughts drift in

Some familiar

Some foreign

Not all are meant to linger

Some are just passing through

We do not always choose what to visit

But we can decide what stays

Threads of protection

In Ojibwe tradition, the dreamcatcher holds more than beauty

It is a web spun with care

To catch what harms and let pass what heals

At its center, an opening remains

Through it, dreams that matter may find their way

And when morning comes, the rest dissolves in light

Like the dreamcatcher, you, too, may sift

Not every voice within you deserves a room

Not every fear needs to settle

This is not about resisting thoughts

It is about receiving them and releasing them

Knowing what to hold and what to let pass

What thought circles without return

What part of today can drift

What dream still hums beneath the noise

“Good dreams pass through the center hole to the sleeping person. The bad dreams are trapped in the web, where they perish in the light of dawn.”

Lakota legend

Choose a card when something stirs

Read its words

Let it catch something in you

Or let it pass through

This is your night

Your net

Your rhythm of release