(Saturday, November 1, 2025) waxing gibbous moon Pisces / tarot page of swords / oracle Vitality
I mentioned during our last dream meeting that my theme appears to have shifted. House was my main subject for over five years. Now it seems to be green grass and nature, “my true nature,” as my therapist and I believe. I certainly think about “grassroots.” It feels like that is the transformation our planet needs at this moment: remove oligarchy, provide strength and guidance from The People. That is one aspect of the new theme. It also must be about Mother Nature, the spirit of the feminine. Whenever I dream of nature, in recent dreams and very old dreams, the experience feels deeply lucid. The rich, green color fills the elemental dream world, which touches my emotions and psyche. I awake from those dreams feeling peace and joy.
I will always remember the book Bonnie recommended, “Braiding Sweetgrass” by Potawatomi professor Robin Wall Kimmerer. Her indigenous wisdom about plants and science is critical. Grass also has an ancestral aspect for me, as my Sheehan family farm was on the sand prairie, near the Mississippi River and the small town of Minneiska. Members of a Dakota tribe traveled often across the grassy land when my grandmother was young, in her twenties.
The color green is growth and the heart chakra: transformation, healing and restoration. For the Celtic, green is nature and the divine feminine. In ancient Egypt, it was rebirth and the afterlife.
Perhaps green is a clue that a trip to Ireland will be important.
For many people “grass” is about marijuana, but I do not smoke or even eat gummies. When I occasionally inhaled weed with my teenage friends, they would relax but I would hallucinate: outer space.
A few recent dreams that include grasses: