(Sunday, July 6, 2025) waxing gibbous moon Scorpio / tarot Empress / oracle Ancestral Wisdom
Slept well last night! A long dream that I can remember pretty well:
A female guide is with me for the full dream. In the beginning we walk along the edge of rows and rows of outdoor black chairs, in front of an open stage. I don’t expect this, but she brings to me to the center-front and seats me next to a man who is a bit gruff, convinced he is the important viewer. Even so, I remain next to him. We are the only two waiting in the small front row, but there are hundreds of people behind us. In the dream I do not know who is expected to appear onstage, a musician or a speaker or an actor. I have a blue coffee cup full of little treats for whomever appears. Feeling playful.
The dream shifts to a peaceful bay full of swimmers. My kind guide points out a path ahead of us which is not visible from above. It is an open space under the water that is easy for a safe dive. I enter the still, dark water, surrounded by people frolicking in the harbor. I slowly turn and float towards an older man whose waist is above and thighs are below. I spread my legs as if I am doing the splits (dramatic breaststroke). His body is not as flexible as mine, an irritation for him.
Day notes:
The dream guide reminds me of my godmother Marguerite Wolfe. On The Fourth, Cullan and I traveled to our ancestral St. Mary’s Cemetery in Minneiska. That is the day sixty years ago (1965) that aunt Marge passed away. Cullan did not know we have a family cemetery and was glad to see the stones.
Another guide: Denisea is having her second hip surgery and is unable to do the paint and wallpaper projects she has worked on for years. She went to a retreat in Costa Rica this winter and had a mystical vision which told her it was time for her to do readings for people: “I heard my spirit guide call out to me as a Tarot reader and a Psychic medium, Intuitive, Light Worker, Guide, Sensitive, Empath, and a Healer.” She calls herself Third Eye Tarot Goddess and is doing a reading for me this Wednesday.
I watched a video on YouTube called “Sensitive Souls Break Quietly: Jung’s Hidden Warning for Highly Sensitive People — Few Survive This Unchanged.” It spoke to me and I enjoyed it immensely.
Crabby men in this dream. Women need to be in charge of our world NOW. Patriarchy is too much for me to bear. No kings.
The bay reminds me of my Virginia Beach IASD dreams. Cullan and I talked a lot about dreams on our way home from Wabasha. He has been reading Jung and is inspired. I told him about James Hillman.
This is the day the flood in Texas killed over 100 people, including children.
I love that you are front and center. The definition of front and center is: in or to the forefront of activity or consideration. And I love the blue cup with treats for whoever shows up on stage. It feels emotionally healthy, putting yourself front and center. And even the gruff man doesn’t interfere with that. The second part of the dream seems to reinforce the first part. You get to participate- swim in the bay with the others. And again, the irritated man doesn’t get in the way!