(Tuesday, Christmas Day, 2018) waning gibbous moon Leo, tarot nine of corals (cups)
Dream 1:
A dream-within-a-dream. I dream that I am sleeping. In my dream-sleep I dream that I will remember my dream when I awaken, although the only detail I do recall upon waking is of a large shadowy figure. Bigfoot? At least I remember that I have had another dream-within-a-dream. That makes me grateful.
Dream 2:
The dream has two parts. In the first, I wear an angelic or monk style robe. I climb a ladder of infinite height, in the clear blue sky, toward the heavens. The second part of the dream is lucid. I ride in a flying machine that is shaped like a bubble of clear glass. With quantum speed I climb, climb, climb, high into the atmosphere. Then just as rapidly I begin to fall, deep into the ocean. I transform the flying machine into a submarine. When I reach the very depths of the sea, I begin to climb again. The machine rises to the shore, and I lucidly transform it into a ship that speeds across the waters. We enter a harbor and I lucidly create a wheeled vehicle that races over the surface of the earth.
Day notes:
Celebrating Christmas on Sunday with my brother’s family was delightful and loving. Dinner that evening at Terzo with Cullan, Hillary and their friends Galen and Alex was delicious. Beautiful. Hillary made a fantastic chocolate cloud cake for Cullan’s thirty-sixth birthday.
I have spent the last two days in my studio and it is going better than I could even have imagined.