Mary Guides Me To A New Home On The Belle Plaine

(Thursday, July 5, 2018) moon third quarter Aries / tarot World reversed / 53rd anniversary of godmother Marguerite Wolf’s passing

I am with my aunt Mary (who passed nearly two years ago). She doesn’t feel fully present. She is slightly irritated or distracted. Not the powerful, emotional, controlling-yet-supportive woman I knew.

We are traveling in the area where she owned a farm: the flat, nurturing earth of Belle Plaine, a few miles from the Minnesota River. There are very few trees, but the soil here is among the richest on the continent. It is moist, jet-black and deep, the remnant silt from eons of flooding in the valley.

Mary is searching for my new home. She wants me to find a smaller, one-story cottage that still sits on a generous acreage. This is not the place that I would choose to reside, but I understand why she is trying to simplify my life. My uncle Marvin had two massive strokes. He spent five years in a wheelchair and could only say “yes.” It was a stressful, difficult time in her life. Even so, she made it to age 97-and-a-half.

As I rise up from the dream toward waking reality, I decide she is telling me to give my house to Cullan and Hillary if Chris passes, and build a mother-in-law cottage with a studio on our land. My cousin Tim Murphy and his wife live in Mary’s house. Their daughter and her husband share the house and property.

Day notes:

I worked on my clay book yesterday that goes with Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary and Black Wolf Romeo (for the MCBA submission).

I spent nearly two hours on the phone Tuesday night with Mary Chan. Some of our conversation was about her work as a realtor. It sounds like she and her husband Vance have made a few million dollars investing in rental properties around the country.

Belle Plaine means “beautiful plain.” Plain of existence? One definition of plain is “not beautiful or attractive.” Another is “lucid, coherent.”