I am a sculptor of clay animals and those luminous hybrid creatures that sometimes appear in our dreams, if we are lucky and if we are paying attention. The slow process of hand-building something from clay can really deepen the visitation of a dream. I have faithfully tended these wondrous images, transcribing them to journals since I was in my early 20s.
(Wednesday, March 20, 2024) waxing gibbous moon Leo / tarot nine of swords
Odd my daily tarot is the nightmare card. I didn’t have a bad dream.
I dream a few of us are doing research to help my sister Jo, who is quite impatient. It might be an investigation about her health. We sit at a long white table, facing her. We create information codes on cards and hand them to her.
The dream changes. Now we are meeting with Jo via Zoom. I tell her about my long skirt made of multiple fabrics stitched together. A rainbow of colors. I move two white tables, almost like opening a gate, so she can see all of the round yards of textiles hanging behind me, on a wall to my right.
Day notes:
This dream reminds me of the biblical story of Joseph and the coat of many colors. Joseph’s siblings betray him.I haven’t had that experience.
(Tuesday, March 19, 2024) waxing gibbous moon Leo / tarot Moon
I live in England, in a very old one-story red-brick house attached to others on the city street. I head out the rear door, to the cobble-stone alley. I look back at the tall, narrow windows. A thin, middle-aged man with blond, wavy long hair is impatiently waiting for me. I step into his vehicle and he drives me out to the countryside, dropping me off at a beautiful spot that looks like York, or perhaps Somerset. Wooded, not pastured, near a tiny blue creek.
I have anxiety about being far from my urban house: I don’t know the hiking path for my return. No map. People are ambling between the trees, and I meet a friendly, dark-haired younger woman who can help me find my way home. We walk through the forest and visit many pleasurable cottages and shops. After spending good times together, I notice I am carrying a moist (unfired) red-clay piece in my hands. It is the head of a woman. I give it to my new friend, who knows nothing about clay and sculpture, so she is a bit startled.
Day notes:
There is a 25-acre woodland in Somerset called Combe Hill Wood, close to where I stayed at Jill Purce’s retreat in Compton Dundon. Yesterday I talked to Denisea about her 60th birthday, and that happily reminded me of England.I looked up the Tor again today because of this dream and was reminded of the myth that the Grail is buried beneath it.
I woke up with joy to spend much of my night in the British Isles.The dream feels like a small fairy tale.
The tall hill where I could view the Tor and Compton Dundon. I walked here every morning.
The fairy house at the root of a tree at Lake Harriet, which has been there for many years.
(Monday, March 18, 2024) waxing gibbous moon Cancer / tarot Temperance
A couple of dreams; I didn’t track many of the elements.
Yesterday morning I dreamt of receiving a large table with a round top made of pure white stone. I loved the strength and beauty of the material. I cleaned it with a special metal hose and shared the aspects with people nearby.
This morning I had a dream with many details but what sticks with me is that it had the kind of lucid qualities of Jeanne’s dreams. I made rapid, relaxed decisions to change characters, physical elements and the plot of the dream. I never really do that in my dreams, but it felt very natural. Being a playwright.
Day notes:
Of course, round table is a King Arthur theme. It is about equality and serving the community.
