TheDreamstersUnion

(Thursday, February 12, 2026)

Dreaming well at night with leftover fragments. I dream I am sleeping and awaken at 1:06 pm. Immediately I realize I was supposed to attend a birthday party for my neighbor Jim at noon (12 pm). I rush out of bed to get dressed.

Another dream is about being in a large, dark forest at the edge of a northern lake. It is dark because the trees are ancient: tall and thick. I walk from the grassy shore into the woods. Much happens, but I don’t recall what occurs during the hike. My only memory is the joy of spending time in the forest.

Day notes:

Cindy’s Decoding class makes me wonder about 1:06. The sum is 7. I’m sure she would see much more than numerology about this time of day. Maybe she would focus on one-hundred-six. The house next-door is 106 Rustic Lodge, but Jim’s address is 107 (directly across the street). One definition of 7: highly mystical and spiritual, often associated with introspection, inner wisdom, and a deep connection to the divine.

106 – 12 = 94, 9 + 4 = 13, 1 + 3 = 4. One definition of 4: stability, grounding and balance. Earth, air, fire and water. North, south, east and west.

The greenery of nature (forests and prairies) are a recent theme. Mansions are a theme from many years of dreams. But dreaming about dreaming is a more recent, recurrent theme. I wonder about that. The first time I read anything about this was in anthropologist Carlos Castaneda’s 1968 book “The Teachings of Don Juan.” The cover has a raven standing on a desert, with rocky mountains at the edge. When I am done with Edgar Cayce’s biography, I might buy Castaneda’s book. I did just order his last one, “The Art of Dreaming,” from Hennepin County Library.

(Tuesday, February 10, 2026) third quarter moon Sagittarius / tarot Hermit / oracle Innocence

Another extensive, dissolved dream. I do remember cooking in my very large kitchen. It is as big as the kitchen in a restaurant, with expansive countertops along at least two of the walls, and a huge interior island. The wooden cabinet doors are fancy, carved and painted a turquoise-blue color, with sculptural hinges and knobs. Broad windows are on the top of a far countertop, filling the entire wall. The kitchen is charming yet the lighting is evening-dim. Even so, I can see perfectly well, well enough to do my work.

Others are in my busy kitchen. I am the Chief Chef, expecting to get help with a particular bread recipe, but one young cook ignores the chore. All of the young chefs are playful, having fun together, so I have to finish the dough myself. I don’t mind.

Day notes:

Dough: bread, money

A kitchen is about emotional nourishment. “Don’t let the cook spoil the broth.”

Oracle, Innocence, Lupine: “May I see through the eyes of a child. My innocent self trusts life and gives generously.”