Author: Denise

(Sunday, February 11, 2024) waxing crescent moon Pisces / tarot Tower

My last dream of the morning was blurry. I don’t remember many details except that I was traveling, walking, for long distances. I seemed to have duties and interactions with many people, although nothing is clear in my mind but for the ending: a group of people in long white robes stand to my right. I cannot see their faces. One lifts his/her hand and gives me the gift of a pure white hat. I accept it with my right hand and then hold it with both. The style is exactly like the black quintana sun hat I bought years ago in Santa Fe and never wore. I made it into a sculpture and gave it to my friend Bean. It reminds me of a few of Queen Elizabeth’s hats because it has a very wide, felt brim and a flat, short top. Not a jeweled crown, to be sure, but it feels royal. A protection for the crown chakra? A symbol of the crown chakra?

Day notes:

To prepare for our dream circle I ask my guide: “What is my mission at this new time in my life?” During our dream circle, I mention that the hat reminds me of Emerson’s Double White Lights (circles).

Quintana means “country house” in Spanish. Sometimes this hat is called a wide-brimmed fedora. It’s hard to find the exact name of my dream hat.

(Wednesday, February 7, 2024) waning crescent moon Capricorn / tarot High Preistess

I am in a huge city that feels like Chicago or New York. Philly? Because all of the buildings are dozens of stories in height there is no visibility of the sky or parks or trees. Literally “sky scrapers,” I guess. The only thing I can see are the towers, sidewalks and streets. The stones and cement of the structures are extremely dense, several feet deep. Looming. Mountainous.

My male spirit guide is on my left side, as usual. As we walk together he points to the right and advises me to head to a corner of the city where Black residents attend their religious services. He wants me to join their ceremonies. I turn to the right, on my own, and feel a bit overwhelmed. Will I be welcomed? What will I learn? What can I contribute?

I find a tall, modern cathedral and head inside. Everyone who is visible to me appears to be White, but it is a large space with hundreds of people. A cheerful male preacher is interacting with the community. He asks initial questions and people stand up to respond, to him and to each other. There are small wooden railings that separate the groups. It feels like a Quaker meeting. The members are very calm and serious. And I have grass beneath my feet!

Day notes:

I have been receiving emails from Rob, my old T’ai Chi teacher at the Quaker church in St. Paul. Robert, the head of the T’ai Chi Center, sold his house on Burnham Road where he taught and where Patrick used to live. Robert moved to Portland to live near his daughter and granddaughter.

(Monday, January 29, 2024) waning gibbous moon Virgo / tarot Temperance

I am riding my bicycle for many miles along the right edge of a country road. It is very lonely. I see no cars or other bikers. No one walking in the fields. It reminds me of the Dayton River Road along the Mississippi River from Champlin to Otsego that I used to drive on my way home from work. Years ago.

After a long journey I enter a more populated place. One large warehouse has wide-open loading doors and I enter, slowly wandering through the building with my bike. I see two coworkers conversing.

I bike through a few other buildings, large retail mall spaces. Then I meet a woman, another bike rider. She heads toward a shallow bridge and I follow her. The bridge is on an ocean bay. I cannot see to the end of the bay or the ocean, so the bridge needs to expand for miles and miles. I notice that the bridge has ended just a few hundred feet from shore. The woman stops, anxiously. I realize that the bridge can be infinitely expanded by use of a particular computer app. I go ahead and update the app and watch the bridge transform into a safe place for our journey.