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Precognition: Dr. Cayce

(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 Transcranial Direct Current Stimulation (tDCS) training during a Mayo dementia-patient Zoom session. 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 electrical device, but young Dr. Botha supports it completely. He says it is still an experiment, a study. They are unsure if the power needs to connect to the damaged part of the brain or to areas of the brain that may create new neurological pathways.

On my way to Rochester I was feeling that my Summer Solstice dream 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. During our Monday discussion I handed him white paper from my right hand, as I did 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).

As I was walking today to the post office, I texted my sisters about my Mayo visit. On my way home, this graffiti showed up on a building along Nicollet Avenue. In the morning when I was biking along Nokomis, the Mayo Clinic called about uploading the Northwestern PET brain images to my portal.

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My Left Foot And My Right Hand

(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.

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6/15/26 Looking for my Phone/Keeping this Child

I am in a large place with a group of people. Becky is there dressed like an exotic African especially her hair. She is making art; small, round (5″ diameter) pieces made out of material. She is showing them to me.

Molly is there and is pregnant. She is going to have an abortion but has to wait for two weeks for some reason. I am pregnant also.

I can’t find my phone. I look and look. I ask a man to ring my number. He does. I can’t hear my phone ringing.

I am to get an abortion. I am now in the den at Shady Oak. Mom is there. I sit down. I say Paul and I tried to get pregnant and nothing happened. Now I am pregnant and am going to get an abortion. (I am not sure if I tell my mother this or not)

I am more upset that I can’t find my phone. I see my knitting. It is dark green yarn the same color as my phone cover. I lift it up and there is my phone. I realize that I am so emotional because I am pregnant.

At the end of the dream, I start thinking Paul and I will keep this child.

I shared this dream with the Dreamsters. Here is what II wrote:

If this were my dream, I am first out in the world. (large place with lots of people). Maybe I can see the “big picture” . I see Becky who is dressed colorfully, and she shows me her art. This feels like we are meeting on a soul level and it is a nice connection.

I then see Molly. She is pregnant. Maybe she is going through a change, a new beginning or maybe this move to North Carolina has created potential. She needs to wait two weeks before she has an abortion. She doesn’t like change and maybe the abortion symbolizes her not going along with change.

I can’t fine my phone. My phone is my connection to others when not with them physically and the world. I then go to Shady Oak. This symbolizes my past and my inner world. My mom is there who is a good listener especially when someone is emotional. I tell her about Paul and I trying to get pregnant for a long time and it didn’t work. Maybe this has to do with us not being as close as I would like. Now, I am pregnant and think I will abort. Abort new potential, new beginning? However, I find my phone under my knitting. I find my connection. This helps to knit things together. Now I am open to new possibilities.

Jeanne: This dream is a reflection on my life bringing me to the present and what I am facing now. It has to do with connection to people who know me well. Losingn my phone represennts my fear of losing connnection to myself, relationships and my partner. I worry that I will collapse into oneness because of caregiving, not being recognized and being alone. I sit in the den with my mother and connecto to my ancestor. I findn a part of myself: my freedom, independence, art, full expression ancestor wisdom, memories, etc. I am pregnant with emotions and want to stop these feelings (abortion). I find my phone (connection) under my knitting (my art

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