(Thursday, October 16, 2025) waning crescent moon Leo / tarot Strength / oracle Tranquility
This is a long dream. Much of the early part has disintegrated, but the ending is extremely vivid. Maybe lucid.
My partner (perhaps Chris) and I are new visitors to a couple and their family. They live in a spacious, two-story house and often have guests, people who have been invited many times. Being a newbie, I feel a little left out. Not yet a member of this community. In the dream I see children playing, interacting.
I am putting things away in our suitcases, getting ready to leave. Grabbing shoes, jackets, clothes, then heading down the stairs to take our travel items outside. I chat a bit with the owner-husband before we walk out the door.
The sky is dark. Nature outdoors is phenomenal, huge and green. Acres and acres are a garden farm. The rows are tall and thick, growing round flower plants way above my head, the size of small trees. Even the land between the rows is grassy, not bare dirt. This astonishes me in the dream. I have never seen this kind of farm. The plants will be provided to companies like Bachman’s and others all over the world. Flowers for everyone.
Our vehicle is far down one of the lanes. To make it easier for me to throw our suitcases back into the car, my spouse hops in and drives it back near the large house. Gratefully, I put everything into the car from my first trip out of the house. Before I go back inside (to make sure I have snagged everything), I wander along a few of the straight, green trails. It fills my soul, the strength of growth. Alive and powerful.
One row, far to my left, shocks me. Marilyn Monroe is attached to a flower plant. Her skin is bright yellow. She looks at me. I run back to the house because I cannot process such a strange experience.
I head quickly up the stairs to check our guest room for a final look. I think I grab a sock or something small, and walk down, ready to leave. There is a hook on one wall holding several black sweatshirts (obviously for sale) with Marilyn’s birth and death dates printed on the front. Ghostly beings are pale artwork and her death date is 1955, even though in real life that date is 1962.
Day notes:
This dream is all about the rows of huge, beautiful plants. Another Mother Nature experience.
Yellow Marilyn reminds me of the sunflowers Chris is painting. Chris was born in 1955. He has been very sad thinking about his upcoming dialysis. Life lasts 4 to 5 years at stage 5 kidney disease. These days we both often think about “getting ready to leave.”
I became pregnant with Cullan at 2411 Monroe in Northeast. For most of my childhood I lived at 5870 Monroe in Fridley.
The Marilyn Monroe imaging is startling. That would be interesting to draw/make. How would you describe Marilyn? How do you think Marilyn was feeling? Do you have anything in common with her? What about the color yellow?
Here is my “If this were my dream.” I am in a temporary situation with my inner masculine. (balance with masculine and feminine). We are leaving after visiting an amazing farm. I feel awkward with the people, but feel the opposite out in nature on the farm. The house has two stories. There is that reference again to writing stories. Maybe feeling awkward and like a newbie has to do with me just starting to write fairytales. This dream is like a fairytale. There is the dark sky, the very tall plants/flowers and the “Marilyn flower”. (Alice in Wonderland!) A flower is the beauty of a plant that attracts pollinators. Pollinators help create new life. Maybe this has something to attracting ideas for my fairytales. A lot of people have written about Marilyn. Scholars and Journalists who are interested in gender and feminism have written about her. In her era, super feminine women were not supposed to be smart. (this reminds me of what you said about women not being recognized for who they are and their lack of rights.) Maybe Marilyn is a guide for me as well as me helping her carry on the fight to be recognized for who she truly was. (as Pat said, Her true nature).
Bright Yellow- personal power, self-esteem and confidence!