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(Tuesday, March 10, 2026) third quarter moon Sagittarius

Last night I shared the dream in which my elven dream guide appears. I talked about the story I am writing and said I named my elven guide Henry, who is a character in the faerie tale and is almost eight feet tall. Today I spent a couple of hours working on the story. Then I went to get some groceries. At the end of a long aisle, I saw a huge man who was at least seven feet tall. He reminded me of Henry, and my whole body filled with strong electrical energy. I tingled for at least a minute.

When I left the store, a couple were walking ahead of me. The husband was on the left side of his wife, caressing her upper back. Like Henry does in my dreams.

I do not know if my guide’s name really is Henry, so it was suggested I incubate and ask him. One meaning of Henry: “home ruler, leader of the household.” In medieval England, it was pronounced as “Harry,” and Harry is the loving magician in my “Sorcerer’s Apprentice” precognitive dream. Seven German kings, four French kings and multiple English monarchs were named Henry.

(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.