This was a long dream from nearly a week ago that I did not write down (sick with the flu) but the strange being at the end of it has stuck with me.
I’m in a busy kitchen full of people. I create a dish for all to eat but I have been asked to cook a turkey, too. I can’t find my favorite cookbook, so I wander around, looking for it.
I notice a narrow door that opens to the outside. My large ceramic kiln is just beyond this door. The kiln also has a door (on the side, not on the top). I open the kiln door and look inside. The top of the kiln is open, unsealed, filling the interior with light.
There is a narrow, round shelf inside the kiln that is stacked with thick, white, toddler-sized square books. Surprising! Under the shelf I see a small, bright-white being, dressed in white, with no hair. Bald. The being perks up from under the shelf and greets me. I have never seen a being like this before. He/she feels like the combination of a cheerful, friendly alien and a tiny, energetic magician. A jester-child from another dimension.
Day notes:
The connection to the jester felt very lucid. Real.
Kiln: commitment, transformation and creativity; turning up the heat, raising the stakes and intensity of commitment to transform creative ideas into manifestation. Fired up. My tarot reading with Marlene said to focus on my art. Maybe books are a part of the process? Journaling?
