tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21446324826385046012011-04-21T15:42:51.650-07:00Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09505460814715606441noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2144632482638504601.post-10407467845011599612007-04-27T07:19:00.000-07:002007-04-27T07:21:01.773-07:00The Dreamtime is the Australian aborigine version of Jung’s collective unconscious, a<br />meeting place for the spirit realm. It is the place where our collective experiences are kept. <br /><br />Shared only by the aborigines, dolphins, whales, and elephants–and before them, the mastodons and mammoths–this dream place has become the stuff of legend. But how else do you explain Crocodile Rock, an outcropping of rock that only resembles a crocodile from high in the air? Some people refuse to see the evidence, even when it is right in front of them.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2144632482638504601-1040746784501159961?l=jamespalmerswriting.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jameshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09505460814715606441noreply@blogger.com0