Carolyn - I started a group in Melbourne years ago. It lasted one week probably because - I think - the participants wanted things done for them instead of jumping in themselves.
But there is a gentler way in if you want. It is a peer dream group if you fancy getting involved. We could talk it over and I would support you. One person might be interested - Terri Bradley tbradley@ozemail.com.au – but you live in Melbourne – a place I love – and Terri Lives in Sydney, but you might find Terri has experience in dream work - but here is the real deal -
http://dreamhawk.com/dream-encyclopedia/peer-dream-group/ Anyway, remember, I am no more amazing than you or anyone else. Here is the latest Facebook page.
I TOO SUFFERED
I too suffered lack of confidence, so I 'forgot' to go to exams and so did not do well in schooling or meeting people. But eventually I experienced two things that gradually eroded such feelings.
The Tree
I can’t remember it not being there –
On the cliff edge overlooking the sea.
I don’t even know how old it is.
There’s no way of knowing.
Perhaps an ancient oak tree
Yet barely to my waist.
Shaped and stunted
By harsh onshore winds,
By the salt and the rock.
It is clinging and growing
To the very shape of the wind,
Perfectly reflecting its environment,
And stunted, as you or I might be,
By circumstances of our birth,
Or events -
Yet still a magnificent oak tree.
Just as you or I, at our core,
Are magnificent human beings.
See
http://dreamhawk.com/poems/the-tree/Also -
I realised I was experiencing the New Testament story of the birth. But this did not seem to interfere with the flow of what poured into my feelings. My whole body felt the wonder of the baby and I fell to my knees before it. I knew as if intuitively, that all the whole cosmos had somehow come alive as this helpless vulnerable child. I was so overwhelmed, all I could say over and over, between sobbing cries was, ‘A baby’ – ‘A baby.’
The flowing emotions and the opened intuitive sense informed me that what I knelt before in tears was not a particular child. It was every baby ever born. For the first time I had been allowed to experience the enormity of birth, the holiness of every baby.
But like the tree, And stunted, as you or I might be,
By circumstances of our birth, Or events -
Yet you are still a magnificent human being.
Just as you or I, at our core.
See
http://dreamhawk.com/poems/the-tree/Tony