(Thursday, October 26, 2017) first quarter Capricorn / tarot seven of pentacles reversed
This dream was inspired by yesterday’s conversation in our workplace yoga class, as described in my day notes.
My father is driving our family up to Mille Lacs. We are nearing Elk River, on highway 101, west of the bridge that connects to highway 169. We are passing by the neighborhood where Cullan and I used to live. But in the dream, it’s just a field.
My mother points out a song playing on the radio. She calls it a spiritual. In the ether, a beautiful red sky is associated with the music. Enlightenment.
My father expresses the raw, rough, Tourettes side of his personality. He swears at my mother, describing the song as bullshit, and worse.
The six of us are in the front seat of the car, which is of course physically impossible. In fact, we are not physical at all: our energy bodies overlap. I am facing in the opposite direction of my family, with my back resting on the dashboard. Spirit car.
I confront my father. “I am your spiritual daughter,” I say, “and I am not drunk or stoned. I don’t embrace this out of ignorance. I am analytical and perceptive.”
The dream shifts. I am at a large gathering of people. At the far wall of the meeting room is a long banquet table. I take a seat at the end of the table near the kitchen. My grandmother Lenora brings platters from the kitchen and places them on the table for the guests. She gazes at me with great intensity and provides individual plates of spicy warm vegetables just for me: sweet potatoes, carrots, greens and beets.
Day notes:
We had a substitute yoga teacher yesterday. After class I went up to her and thanked her for her suggestion to plank for one minute every day. “I am the weak yogi,” I joked.
“You seem like a highly spiritual being,” she said. “I got the feeling of deep calm from you.” Our eyes met for a moment of mutual respect and recognition.
I felt blessed by her comment, and even a little shook by it. To be called spiritual in front of my coworkers, by a complete stranger, was difficult for me. But it was a day I will never forget.
Ditto.