Author: Denise

(Tuesday, June 23, 2026) waxing gibbous moon LIbra

Yesterday I met with my new Mayo neurologist for more than an hour. I have been waiting five months to see a doctor for my PPA, and waiting more than a year to find a process that matches Edgar Cayce’s electrical healing “prescription” from his readings. It all came together perfectly. I told Dr. Botha that I found out about Dr. Lundstrom’s Transcranial Direct Current Stimulation (tDCS) training during a Mayo dementia-patient Zoom session. He said they have already had conversations together about signing me up. My former eighty-year-old neurologist refused to allow me to use the tDCS electrical device, but young Dr. Botha supports it completely. He says it is still an experiment, a study. They are unsure if the power needs to connect to the damaged part of the brain or to areas of the brain that may create new neurological pathways.

On my way to Rochester I was feeling that my Summer Solstice dream was about Edgar Cayce. I incubated him the evening prior to the Solstice. Now I truly believe he visited me during “My Left Foot And My Right Hand.” Dr. Botha even looks a little bit like Cayce: a pleasant man with a round face and glasses. During our Monday discussion I handed him white paper from my right hand, as I did in the dream.

I told Dr. Botha about my participation in the Northwestern PPA research. He knows a great deal about it. The right decision to join, I feel. I mentioned that there is a patient who has worked with the Chicago study for 19 years, and he says because I am still at “mild” after my decline began seven years ago, I have the slowest version of semantic dementia.

As I was walking today to the post office, I texted my sisters about my Mayo visit. On my way home, this graffiti showed up on a building along Nicollet Avenue. In the morning when I was biking along Nokomis, the Mayo Clinic called about uploading the Northwestern PET brain images to my portal.

Monday, June 29, 2026: My $500 electrical device arrived today AND I made my official appointment with Dr. Lundstrom for July 21 at Mayo Clinic Hospital, St. Marys Campus. YAY!!!!!!
The device states: “CAUTION: Federal law (USA) restricts this device to use by or on the order of a physician.”

(Sunday, Summer Solstice, 2026) first quarter moon Virgo

I am in a pleasant forest location. It feels like “daytime,” yet the sky is completely black. It is cosmos-dark. The universe rotates gently above us.

There is a small circle of grass in the middle of some trees. I am standing there with a man who is constructing a shoe on my left foot. The process feels like Legos. He connects piece after piece. Click, click. I don’t expect this to work, but in the end he is able to complete my lovely shoe with a pointed toe and laces. It pleases me.

I have a conversation with a mystic, a psychic. It could be the man who made my shoe, or someone else. Edgar Cayce? I tell him in my youth I was highly intuitive, precognitive. I have a small, square piece of art paper between my right fingers. I say that I turned my skill over to my son when he was born. I hand the spirit guide the piece of white paper.

Day notes:

I will be at the Mayo tomorrow to meet a new neurologist. I am hoping he can approve my wish to learn the electrical process that I have been waiting months to begin (via Edgar Cayce). Maybe the shoe on my left foot is about my left temporal lobe? It doesn’t look great on the MRI images from Northwestern.

Intuitively I bought Wyn a Harry Potter Lego birthday present. I intended to get a Star Wars Lego set, but this was the right choice. Yesterday at his birthday party Wyn had a Harry Potter birthday cake and Hillary’s new partner was wearing a magician costume from Harry Potter. Cullan bought two Harry Potter presents too.

Chiron, “The Wounded Healer,” entered Taurus on our wedding anniversary, June 19. I have a stellium in Taurus, including the Sun, Venus, Mercury and the South Node. Chiron will be in Taurus for a few years, until 2033.

What I wrote at dream circle 8/3/26: If this were my dream, I feel it is a balance/actualization dream. Left foot, right hand: balance of feminine and masculine. The man is creating a shoe (movement and protection) with little pieces. Something is being built up little by little and I am pleased. I accept and honor my intuition and precognition and have passed it down to my son. My son could represent my young masculine-again a balance. I hand the spirit guide a blank piece of white, art paper and am letting what will be created over to spirit.

(Tuesday, June 16, 2026)

My Dad’s burial yesterday was at St. Mary’s Catholic Cemetery in MInneiska. It is a family cemetery, but I noticed a name I had never seen before on a very old, lichen-covered stone: Doyle. It was a relative of my great-grandmother Bridget Doyle, I am guessing. On Monday I am heading to the Mayo, so I think I will stop at St. Mary’s to visit my father. I will check the Doyle stonework, too.