(Friday, August 31, 2018) waning gibbous moon Taurus / tarot Justice
I head to Chicago today in waking life. Last night a thunderstorm awakens me at 2. There are no dreams in my memory cache. When I fall back to sleep, I enter sleep paralysis. Chris walks past me as I lie in bed. He looks very ill. He tells me he is dead. But when I awake this morning he is still on this side of the veil.
Do you have that fear that Chris will die when you are out of town?
I hope you have a great time in Chicago (or had). I would love to see your friend’s art of you. Bon