(Tuesday, May 20, 2025) third quarter moon Pisces / tarot Empress / oracle Determination, grapevine
Lots of early morning dreams. The only one I can recall now: I am able to have the basement (we call it “the dungeon”) completely fixed and remodeled. I hope that is a premonition!
(Saturday, May 17, 2025) waning gibbous moon Capricorn
A long dream with many forgotten elements. At the end of the dream is a large outdoor reservoir. Square. The edges are protected by huge, thick cement walls. It is split in the middle with another cement wall. The natural water is many feet deep. I try to coach someone into letting me move back into a building but I am pushed into the water. I am supposed to swim (something I have never enjoyed in waking life). I coast to the middle cement wall and pull myself up out of the water. I walk along the top in my bare feet for a very long way. Until I reach the land, where I can head back to the building I had explored in the beginning of the dream.
(Friday, May 16, 2025) waning gibbous moon Capricorn / tarot seven of cups / oracle Creativity, White Water Lily
Finally, after my long day with Cullan at the Mayo, I slept and slept and slept. Many dreams came up.
Fragment 1: I am in a room with someone (at my left) doing remodeling chores. I see a big wooden door on a wall that unfolds vertically. It is freshly painted, which inspires me to open it up. I crawl inside, into a room full of shelves with antique trinkets. There is one window above the shelves.
Fragment 2: I have completed numerous painting projects at our house. I look inside of Chris’ bedroom and there are round chunks of plaster on the ceiling that look like little clouds or pebbles. I tell Chris I need to fix the debris but he says everything is fine.
Fragment 3: I am in the yard next to where I grew up, the Jones’ property. In the dream, Hillary lives there, not the Jones family. I want to dig two little circles in the grass and plant the flowers I have bought for Oona. Hillary is aggressive and angry. She is not going to let me do this.
Day notes:
Mrs. Jones was not someone I ever got along with. Hillary has been enraged this week. Oona’s dance recital is on Sunday. I hope it goes OK.
The ceiling chunks in my dream of Chris’ bedroom make me think of the plaque that is considered to cause Alzheimer’s and dementia. He has memory issues like the ones his mother, aunt and uncle had at the ends of their lives. Short-term memory decline. Chris’ mother never admitted that she had dementia.
On Wednesday my next-door neighbor dug open a big circle in her front yard and planted flowers.
My Emerson dream had two white circles. I have discussed the symbolism with Cindy. My grandkids usually play at Fuller Park, where the old Margaret Fuller (friend of Emerson) elementary school was torn down.
