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(Sunday, March 8, 2026) waning gibbous moon Scorpio

This was a long, detailed, working dream. The strongest memory is emotion rather than intellectual details.

I seem to have some kind of remote job, inside of a large house, not an office. It is a familiar home, nearly identical to the Indoor Contentment dream from February 23. Oona is in the huge living room and she has things she needs grandma to do. So I work on that. At one point I head outside for more chores. Lots of people are inside and outside. A dream guide is floating overhead, providing me information and requests about my working process. He has dark hair and is conversational. I think he is the elven guide that I have been writing about (elves and faeries can fly).

Women are casually working with me. Some kind of electrical project needs help. We walk from the edge of the lake, identical to the beach from my February 23 dream, into the forest. In my mind’s eye, about ten or fifteen feet ahead of me, I see a map of the past, private property I owned in a very far-away place, perhaps in the mountains. Out loud I express my sadness and regret of not living there now. The dream starts to dim for me (as I record this later in the day).

Day notes:

The main dream emotion is urgency, what many people feel right now as Americans protest ICE and the war in Iran.

I have been waiting two months to get a Mayo appointment to teach me about their electrical device. I had another conversation last week with a nurse, still no luck. But on Friday I saw a video presented by an MIT neurologist about a completely different kind of electrical device they are researching, approved by the FDA. MIT has a study called “Hope” but it has no openings right now. Even so, I emailed them. They provide a link for their device, and I will purchase it this week. For cognitive assistance, one is supposed to use it for one hour every day. Easy. Theoretically, it increases gamma rays inside the brain.

I often miss my old house in Wayzata. Nature was a daily pleasure. But my grandkids are my pleasure now. This dream atmosphere has the vibe of my Emerson dream: a gentle, hilly environment near the water and the forest. An expansive community working together.

(Monday, March 2, 2026)

After spending months preparing to write my little faerie book, I began the actual story today. It feels great to begin. And an email from Tzivia showed up: on March 20–22 she teaches an online writing retreat. I’ll see if it is affordable for me.

(Monday, March 2, 2026) full moon Virgo

I looked up the last name of my great-grandmother Bridget Doyle. Doyle: descendant of Dubhghall, “dark foreigner” or “dark stranger.” The term Dubhghoill referred to Danish Vikings. Fionnghoill (“fair foreigners”) was used to describe light-haired Norwegians. The surname Dubhghall is associated with Viking settlers who integrated into Irish society. Certainly most of my Irish ancestors had jet-black hair, including my mother. Interesting to have this last name when Bridget was born in a territory with many Scandinavian settlers (Minnesota).

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doyle

This lovely story also made me think of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the author of “Sherlock.” Sherlock seemed to show up in one of my recent dreams.

A distant cousin with the last name of Doyle contacted me via Ancestry.com a few years ago.