(Wednesday, September 30, 2026)
Chris says he has not been dreaming for years. But again this morning he had a bike dream, at the same time when I was awake and outside on my e-bike, heading to Lake Nokomis. In his dream he ended up in front of a bunch of orange traffic cones, so he was not able to move forward. He had to turn back.
Day notes:
Are his dreams about dying? Or something else? His health has become much more severe in the last few months. These two bike dreams feel very telepathic.
(Tuesday, September 29, 2026)
This morning Chris was sleeping very late and snoring. I decided to not wait until he woke up, to head out on my e-bike. As I was traveling along the Bde Maka Ska trail, my phone rang. It was Chris. He wanted to know where I was. He had just had a nightmare about riding an electric bike and crashing into a huge bush. In the dream, his eyesight is gone.
(Friday, September 26, 2026) full moon Pisces
The dream begins in my home, with my spouse. Maybe Chris, but it is not clear exactly who he is. I am up a little late in the morning, getting ready to arrive at a scheduled event. Like my “olden days” before work, I prepare a quick breakfast, which is supposed to be a bowl of oatmeal, but is actually a bowl of fruit juice. I pour the juice back into a pitcher and make my cereal. The kitchen reminds me of my childhood home, as my partner stands on the left side of the countertop and I stand on the right.
I head outdoors, meeting with hundreds, maybe thousands of people. I watch the community join in lines together, spinning in separate circles along a straight walking path. I know there is a group I am meant to be a part of, although it takes me a while to find them. Eventually I see Louis behind a section of participants. I head over. I feel I am not precisely up to speed with the intentions behind all of these folks. Boss Louis seems to silently agree. But I do the exercising circle walk anyway. I know I will learn what I need to learn. Practice, practice, practice.
Day notes:
I feel it is really important to record this dream because it reminds me of recurring dreams I had in 2008 that included Louis and coworkers during the Bush economic crash. Those dreams were full of grief. This one is not. But there is a lot of work to do together. The stock market keeps going down, down, down right now during the war with Iran. Maybe this dream is about voting together in November to switch the tide.
Chris’ Chicago parents were “on the left” and my racist parents were “on the right,” politically. From my first memories as a child, though, I was always on the left. In this dream, the edge of the “counter” is on my left.
During my first years at Ergotron, Louis was a Republican (anti-abortion Catholic). Every morning he read a blog that has since switched from the right to the middle and sometimes the left. Louis is strongly against the felon.
People moving in circles in this dream remind me of recent dreams I have had about medicine wheels and the tarot Wheel of Fortune. Powwow dancing is in a circle (viewed in Mendota a few weeks ago).
