Author: Denise

(Monday, New Year’s Day 2024)

The dream I remembered at 3 a.m. was about a workshop. I dream I scheduled time on my calendar to spend with Denisea prior to the workshop, but I fall asleep. When I wake up again, I do not have time to see her. I feel bad in the dream, but am in a rush to become a member of the learning group. I had more dreams after falling asleep again at 7 a.m. but now I have less memory about this dream and the others. I think the workshop is about training for house projects. The location of the dream is in beautiful interiors and wild, natural outer habitats. Peaceful. People waiting for their training are kind and excited neighbors. I sense a female guide in the dream.

Day notes:

Denisea is very experienced in house projects, and I do OK myself. I might sign up for a few community workshops provided by the city of Minneapolis.

I’ve been painting a big old door and using Brasso on the door knobs. One is brass, one is bronze. They are lovely.

(Tuesday, November 21, 2023) first quarter moon Pisces / tarot Strength

I am working on a design project. I realize I need to call Mary and I hesitate. She is the leader now but her design skills aren’t top-shelf. I see pages and pages of her version of my project. They are completely virtual and blurry. The details are not clear. I start to communicate telepathically to her, to clarify how I will finish the graphics with the tidy sharpness I have used for decades.

I realize I am in a living space very high above the earth, miles up in the pale blue sky, perhaps the exosphere. I turn behind me and enter a bedroom where Chris is lying in a single bed full of layers and layers of blankets. A hospital bed? He must be very cold and needing of rest.

I leave him and walk to an open edge, a grand entrance. I have been given a set of white wings that allow me to jump out into the sky. Because I am at such an elevated level I cannot see any features of the planet below. I decide to dive and wait until the surface becomes visible before I open my wings.

Day notes:

I got an email today from my former coworker Bill. He is hoping to be able to work with me again, and he sent kind wishes for Chris. Chris had an MRI on Friday but we still haven’t heard from his orthopedic doctor whether he will have surgery or not.

I seem to be living “top-shelf” in this dream.

Prescient: Chris has an appointment with a surgeon on November 30. I do worry that we both seem to be in heaven, and I return to the earth, leaving him behind.