Author: Denise

(Friday, August 15, 2025)

Castle:
Last night Cullan asked I go for a walk on our property. We discussed fixing the dungeon basement, but he also brought up the idea of adding a story to the top of the garage. I told him I may have had a precognition: a few years ago I dreamt that Cullan and Hillary came to live in my house. And I lived above the garage. This morning I looked into a few local remodeling contractors. Castle had details about adding a living story to the top of a garage. This afternoon I saw a “Castle” sign in front of a house I passed by on my walk to the library.

Crying:
At lunch time I had a text conversation with my sister Jo about the very sad event at our family reunion (that started with Oona’s crying). At the library I heard a little girl waling and screaming. She would not stop, but her mother must have taken her outside because the noise got a little quieter. When I walked out the front door, I saw a baby girl and her toddler brother sobbing at the top of their lungs. Mommy and a friend were just sitting with them, waiting for it to stop.

(Thursday, August 14, 2025)

I am observing a parking lot, probably at a grocery store or shopping mall. I see a young boy wander away from the family car (one of the parents is loading the back of an SUV). He walks in the middle of the lane. A car is driving slowly toward him, looking for a parking spot. I the observer worry he will be hit, but I see now that the child is covered in bright yellow light. The car stops and the boy walks back to his family.

Day notes:

Cullan and Hillary both signed the divorce agreement yesterday. Once a judge signs the document, it will be final.

Yellow chakra: solar plexus (power and will)

Yellow: the sun, the son

(Wednesday, August 13, 2025)

Today is such a gorgeous day with good air quality. I decided to walk to Lake Harriet. I went down Wentworth Avenue for about a mile, to 40th, and turned left. Immediately I saw my friend Jeanne C. walking on the sidewalk toward me. She didn’t recognize me right away, but then we gave each other a hug. As we were chatting, my across-the-street neighbor Jim flew by on his bike and waved. Jeanne’s deceased spouse was named Jim.