Author: Denise

(Saturday, January 27, 2024) waning gibbous moon Virgo / tarot 5 of pentacles

A long dream. This is what I remember: I have items to carry out into a vehicle. I see my parents’ large SUV that is full of stuff already. Too much stuff! Their life mission includes often correcting me for my preference of the minimal. They enjoy the complicated. They think that is reality.

Then I notice a smiling, handsome man behind their vehicle, welcoming me into his smaller, simpler car. Such a relief. In fact, a blessing. Is this my new relationship? He is a kind and wise human being. Is this what I deserve? I hope so!

(Friday, January 26, 2024) full moon Leo / tarot two of pentacles

In the middle of the night I dream about tidying a house that feels like my childhood home. Day-to-day chores, nothing inspiring. At the end of the dream I have the sense of my father passing, being on the other side.

I wake up and focus on the dream so I can record it later in the day, but then I fall back to sleep. I dream about the dream. The house feels neglected and overly simple: not enough pleasant furniture or decor. Fortunately, my memory is strongly connected to the other house that I have been dreaming about for years, the communal home full of beautiful things. It’s still my house. I decide to bring some furniture back from the communal house to the unadorned family house.

In this dream, I am in my Rustic Lodge bedroom, contemplating the decoration options. The dreams have shifted from the Fridley house to my Tangletown house. I head down the steep stairs to begin my journey to the communal, unlimited house, but I feel very dizzy. I’m afraid to walk down what Cullan calls “the death stairs.”

I re-enter the bedroom and decide to leave the physical realm. I decide to “enter the unconscious.” Suddenly my body is gone. I am part of colorful, rhythmic waves. I feel the very powerful energy. My spirit is flowing, expanding throughout this eternal, cosmic motion.

I am grateful I can make an easy transition from the physical realm to the magical realm. A lucid dream, right? But I worry: can I return to my physical body? It takes quite a while, hard work, but I make it back to my body and my bedroom. My physical being feels unloved, and is bossing around two little baby girls I create from the void. I realize I need to let them be. Perhaps I did not spend enough time in the void. Allow it to transform my mindset.

Day notes:

I have been very dizzy today, even after my three mile walk.

(Sunday, January 21, 2024)

This is a dream with a lot of details I have forgotten as I did not write it down immediately. Really, I want to forget it because Ted Cruz is helping the X President cross a small, low-level wooden bridge on a thin, tiny creek. Ted knows me and cheerfully says “Hello Denise!” This shocks me. X is overcome with dementia: he cannot speak logically and he can barely walk. He bends to and fro. His words have no order, like aphasia.