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(Tuesday, June 23, 2026) waxing gibbous moon LIbra

Yesterday I met with my new Mayo neurologist for more than an hour. I have been waiting five months to see a doctor for my PPA, and waiting more than a year to find a process that matches Edgar Cayce’s electrical healing “prescription” from his readings. It all came together perfectly. I told Dr. Botha that I found out about Dr. Lundstrom’s tDCS electrical device training during one of the dementia-patient Zoom sessions. He said they have already had conversations together about signing me up. My former eighty-year-old neurologist refused to allow me to use the tDCS, but young Dr. Botha supports it completely. He says it is still an experiment, a study. They are unsure if the power needs to contact the damaged part of the brain or parts of the brain that may create new neurological pathways.

On my way to Rochester I was feeling that the dream I had on the Summer Solstice was about Edgar Cayce. I incubated him the evening prior to the Solstice. Now I truly believe he visited me during “My Left Foot And My Right Hand.” Dr. Botha even looks a little bit like Cayce: a pleasant man with a round face and glasses. There was a spot during our Mayo discussion when I handed him paper with my right hand, as in the dream.

I told Dr. Botha about my participation in the Northwestern PPA research. He knows a great deal about it. The right decision to join, I feel. I mentioned that there is a patient who has worked with the Chicago study for 19 years, and he says because I am still at “mild” after my decline began seven years ago, I have the slowest version of semantic dementia. The Mayo calls my affliction “Primary Progressive Apraxia of Speech” (PPAOS).

(Sunday, Summer Solstice, 2026) first quarter moon Virgo

I am in a pleasant forest location. It feels like “daytime,” yet the sky is completely black. It is cosmos-dark. The universe rotates gently above us.

There is a small circle of grass in the middle of some trees. I am standing there with a man who is constructing a shoe on my left foot. The process feels like Legos. He connects piece after piece. Click, click. I don’t expect this to work, but in the end he is able to complete my lovely shoe with a pointed toe and laces. It pleases me.

I have a conversation with a mystic, a psychic. It could be the man who made my shoe, or someone else. Edgar Cayce? I tell him in my youth I was highly intuitive, precognitive. I have a small, square piece of art paper between my right fingers. I say that I turned my skill over to my son when he was born. I hand the spirit guide the piece of white paper.

Day notes:

I will be at the Mayo tomorrow to meet a new neurologist. I am hoping he can approve my wish to learn the electrical process that I have been waiting months to begin (via Edgar Cayce). Maybe the shoe on my left foot is about my left temporal lobe? It doesn’t look great on the MRI images from Northwestern.

Intuitively I bought Wyn a Harry Potter Lego birthday present. I intended to get a Star Wars Lego set, but this was the right choice. Yesterday at his birthday party Wyn had a Harry Potter birthday cake and Hillary’s new partner was wearing a magician costume from Harry Potter. Cullan bought two Harry Potter presents too.

Chiron, “The Wounded Healer,” entered Taurus on our wedding anniversary, June 19. I have a stellium in Taurus, including the Sun, Venus, Mercury and the South Node. Chiron will be in Taurus for a few years, until 2033.