(Thursday, January 11, 2024) new moon Capricorn / tarot Strength
Another house project dream. It feels like the same house as Tuesday’s dream. This time I am pulling layers of old wallpaper and drywall away with my right hand. Beneath I find a shining surface of white porcelain. The original walls are high-fire white clay sealed with a smooth, satin glaze. I love this! Such a historic find. Strength and beauty.
(Tuesday, January 9, 2024) waning crescent moon Sagittarius / tarot eight of wands
I am in a large house, working on a small painting project in the bedroom of two little girls. When I begin, I feel that my ability to make updates is very limited, but as I finish each tiny aspect of the room, another easy fix comes up for me. I keep working-working-working, more quickly and with increased self-confidence. I remove an old piece of fabric signage printed with dates and pricing that was haphazardly used to cover a horizontal bookshelf. A silly old DIY decision. My happiness and decor talent grows. I ask Chris to help the children carefully choose three related colors for their bedroom. A joyful, energetic dream.
Day notes:
I am almost done painting my staircase door, moving on to other paint projects.
Perhaps I had a prescient dream a couple of years ago. I dreamt Cullan and Hillary’s family lived in my Rustic Lodge house and I lived in an apartment above the garage. I have always been a fan of multi-generational housing, although I have never brought that idea up with them. When we went to a Linden Hills restaurant for Cullan’s birthday, I said, “I would love to live in Linden Hills someday!” To me, it is the most beautiful (expensive) Minneapolis neighborhood. This weekend I went for a walk with Cullan, Wyn and Oona along Minnehaha Creek. Cullan said Hillary found a house in Linden Hills that she would love if we could purchase and live in together. It was just a little too small. That made me happy to hear, whether it ever happens or not. Tweaking my old house is motivated by my personal pleasure, but also to make sure that when I pass away it is worth a good amount of inheritance money for my family.
The city of Minneapolis is planning to make our Tangletown neighborhood into a Historic District.
Two girls (Denise and Jo)
(Wednesday, January 3, 2024)
Cullan and Hillary are busy partying with her family and friends. Cullan is doing his share of duties in the kitchen. He is a bit tired and stern. I have some toys and a story I want to share, particularly with Oona. I walk into their house through the kitchen door, unannounced. I leave a tiny blue plastic phone on the countertop (just one-eighth of an inch thick) and tell Cullan he needs to click a button to get my message.
Day notes:
My Christmas gift from Cullan was Storyworth. Each week I get a different question from him. I tell one of my life stories, and add photos. I think it is his intention that my grandchildren will have history after I am gone. Jeanne Guignon has been working on a similar project for her family.
In the evening after this post, I got a text from Hillary. She is going to be out of town with friends on an upcoming weekend. Cullan will be taking care of the kids (kitchen work!). I was asked to babysit Oona so Wyn can go to a birthday party. So this short dream feels prescient.
