(Sunday, March 8, 2026) waning gibbous moon Scorpio
This was a long, detailed, working dream. The strongest memory is emotion rather than intellectual details.
I seem to have some kind of remote job, inside of a large house, not an office. It is a familiar home, nearly identical to the Indoor Contentment dream from February 23. Oona is in the huge living room and she has things she needs grandma to do. So I work on that. At one point I head outside for more chores. Lots of people are inside and outside. A dream guide is floating overhead, providing me information and requests about my working process. He has dark hair and is conversational. I think he is the elven guide that I have been writing about (elves and faeries can fly).
Women are casually working with me. Some kind of electrical project needs help. We walk from the edge of the lake, identical to the beach from my February 23 dream, into the forest. In my mind’s eye, about ten or fifteen feet ahead of me, I see a map of the past, private property I owned in a very far-away place, perhaps in the mountains. Out loud I express my sadness and regret of not living there now. The dream starts to dim for me (as I record this later in the day).
Day notes:
The main dream emotion is urgency, what many people feel right now as Americans protest ICE and the war in Iran.
I have been waiting two months to get a Mayo appointment to teach me about their electrical device. I had another conversation last week with a nurse, still no luck. But on Friday I saw a video presented by an MIT neurologist about a completely different kind of electrical device they are researching, approved by the FDA. MIT has a study called “Hope” but it has no openings right now. Even so, I emailed them. They provide a link for their device, and I will purchase it this week. For cognitive assistance, one is supposed to use it for one hour every day. Easy. Theoretically, it increases gamma rays inside the brain.
I often miss my old house in Wayzata. Nature was a daily pleasure. But my grandkids are my pleasure now. This dream atmosphere has the vibe of my Emerson dream: a gentle, hilly environment near the water and the forest. An expansive community working together.
If this were my dream, I am working from an expanded (large house) inner self. I am working remotely. I am remote from others who are working on other things-maybe are at different places in their lives. Oona could represent my inner child who wants and is directing me to work on my writing.
I then go outside. This could represent me doing “research” such as reading over my old dreams to help me with my story book. All the people working together feels like a community I belong to and with. Are these fellow writers? And there is my guide who is floating over head. He sees the big picture. He gives me information and requests from that point of view.
The women I work with represent my feminine energies. They are helping me with the energy I need (electrical) to write my book.
The women and I walk from the edge of the lake- from the unconscious where all my writing ideas come from, up a grassy hill toward the forest. The forest, to me, is going toward the unknown.
I see a map of the place I used to live, perhaps in the mountains. Is this from a past life when I was a writer? It could also represent regrets that I did not start writing before now, since that was a passion of mine when I was a child.