Yesterday morning I pulled the Hermit card. In the afternoon I attended a memorial at MCAD for Elizabeth Erickson, former professor and one of the founders of W.A.R.M. My friend Denisea was Elizabeth’s student years ago, and in the nineties I took a week-long class from her at the Grand Marais Art Colony (with Denisea). One of the catalogs at her memorial included a painting of Elizabeth’s called “The Hermit.”
And, unbelievably, Susan Armington was there too. We sat together and she asked me if I was looking to join a dream group. I said “yes, yes, yes.” For a long time I have wanted to be a member of more than one dream group. I still join The Dreamsters but I quit Victoria’s Zoom weekend group because that is my grandma-time. To see Susan again felt like an experience from a completely different realm.
Elizabeth’s ceremony was the most beautiful I will ever experience in my life. I am sure of that. When Denisea and I took her class together we sat back-to-back but always painted the exact same images. Clairvoyance. Elizabeth was a poet, a painter, a guide and a true mystic. She died of vascular dementia at the age of 82, after surviving thyroid and breast cancer decades ago. I found out she lived on Emerson Avenue and 33rd Street: Emerson’s name comes up over and over again for me. Transcendentalism.
I dreamt of Elizabeth’s memorial this morning. The prescient tarot card might be related to the tarot card reading Denisea is giving me on July 7. This seems to be a clue that Denisea’s reading will be accurate.