Author: Denise

(Easter Sunday, April 16, 2017) moon waning gibbous Capricorn / tarot Justice

I awoke at about 4 am from this dream, from which I have lost some details because I fell back asleep (into another dream):

I am in a very long RV being driven by my Aunt Mary (who passed away last autumn). The interior is dim: no lights are in use. My small toddler son is behaving in an erratic manner that I am afraid will put him in danger (a jogger was hit by a car and killed yesterday on County Road 6, one mile from our house, nearly the same location where a young girl was killed ten years ago). I fold my son over my knee and spank him several times.

I try to have a conversation with Mary but she is “wooden” and unresponsive. I know this is because she is so recently deceased that she is not yet completely awake in the after-death realm. (Chris also exhibits this wooden quality in my dreams.)

I am lucidly aware of my own comfort in this realm. I travel here often.

Suddenly my grandmother Lenora takes over the wheel. She passed away in 1984; therefore she is fully alert, fully conscious in the after-death world. Her transition work is complete. She has tremendous physical energy and humor. Her chauffeur style is like a Broadway musical performance. I am surprised and delighted by her joyous presence, happy to be on tour with my gregarious granny.

 

(Saturday, April 8, 2017)

Over a month ago I dreamt my iPhone was infected with malware. I have been waiting for it to go down. That happened yesterday. Fortunately the Sprint tech was able to clean and restore it for me.

(04.10.2017) In fact, the repair did not work and I had to get a new phone.

(Saturday, April 8, 2017) moon waxing gibbous Virgo / tarot ace of wands

A long busy dream, but only two scenes remain.

I am walking with a famous man at my side. In the dream I am either unsure of his identity, or it fades upon awakening.

We are heading towards a table scattered with books. Book fair? I have been told that my first boyfriend Dan, a Quaker who now lives in Philly, has published a book that includes a description of me at sixteen. I am extremely apprehensive about reading the paragraph. But I do, with the famous man’s warm spiritual and emotional support. Is he a writer too?

I am surprised at the beautiful words Dan has written. He describes my star-like eyes and ethereal nature. I feel such gratitude towards him. It seems he has revealed my spiritual core, stripped of ego and my myriad flaws.

It is time to leave with my guide. We leap from the stratosphere (high level book fair!) and tumble safely back to earth.

I wake up wondering who my guide is, with David Bowie’s song Starman playing in my head:

“There’s a starman waiting in the sky
He’d like to come and meet us
But he thinks he’d blow our minds”

Day notes:

Dan’s best friend Eric (with whom I also had a romantic relationship) was a big Bowie fan, and looked just like him.

Jill Purce suggested I stay two extra days in Glastonbury. So on that Saturday, we will spend the afternoon on a hike with famous author and scientist Rupert Sheldrake. I need to make sure I have read his most recent book.

Book fair: Dan’s book is fair? Fair Denise? Fairy?