Author: Denise

(Saturday, February 24, 2024)

I walk to a local clothing store. It owns the small building. The clothing is young and cheerful in style, for both men and women. They have promoted a generous cash return to anyone who brings a receipt (no products required), so there is a long line of people ahead of me. Yet the line moves surprisingly fast.

I show my receipt to the cashier. I have more long receipts from other businesses but she tells me they are only offering refunds for their purchases. Of course, silly me. She is friendly and hands me plenty of cash. I think about returning soon and buying new spring clothing.

I walk back to another building, heading up short steps of outdoor stairs, but I can’t remember the rest of the dream. There is some kind of fuss between a few people, nothing too overwhelming.

Day notes:

Big surprise! I just checked my bank balance and my first Social Security deposit has arrived. I was told it would not be here until Wednesday, February 28. YAY!

Working with the tax accountants I have had for 35 years, I asked if we can expect a refund this year considering the big income change from losing my job. They think yes. I interpret the other long receipts as attached to Chris’ trust, for which I expect to owe money based on the hot market. I am hoping for an income tax return to spend on a few house projects.

March 2: I just found out we got the largest refund from the Feds and the State that I think we have ever had. A prescient dream!

(Saturday, February 24, 2024) full moon Virgo / tarot page of swords

My cousin Tom and I are together in a communal building. People come and go. We are preparing for a journey into space in a ship that will be filled with white light. He plans to drive us to the ship in his car. I am sorting through round bins of stuff, some of which we will need for our trip. There are new, empty round bins that I fill with selected items, all of which have white energy. Clean, simple, engineered household tools. Tom in particular is surrounded by white light. My white kitty Snowball will join us on our expedition.

Day notes:

In the middle of the night I listened to a “New Thinking Allowed” podcast interviewing Richard Nolan, a writer of many books who has researched UFOs since the early 1990s.

My cousin Tom (his mother was my godmother Marguerite) has lymphoma. He is making good progress, but that disease is what killed his mom in 1965 (the year my brother was born). Kurt also has cancer in his lymph nodes. Whitley Strieber has a story about one of his alien visitations that included passed-away human beings. Multidimensional reality, I guess. Maybe Tom will pass soon. Maybe my brother will. I don’t know. It felt like the spaceship could be a journey to the other side.

I have had many dreams that include Tom. What does he represent? Ancestral guidance? He is wise and intelligent. We are both very left-of-center. I loved visiting him and his wife Gretchen this summer after my dream retreat.

(Monday, February 19, 2024) waxing gibbous moon Cancer / tarot Death

Early this morning I dream that Chris and I visit one of his surgeons. We meet with him and his spouse. He sends us back home but schedules an urgent surgery at three o’clock the same afternoon. He tells me to do some writing: “What are your goals?”

I rush to find something decent to wear to the hospital. I can find nothing. All of my clothing have rips and tears, needing to be thrown out and replaced. Even the sheets of paper I search for are not blank: no room for my writing. What does the doctor want to know from me? I am not the patient.

I keep looking at the clock and it is ticking! My frustration level is sharp, painful. I can’t find what I need, and it is twenty minutes to three. We need to leave.

Day notes:

The shooting and killing of three first-responders yesterday was very sad. The buses carrying the bodies for inspection in Minnetonka passed by our house, just three blocks to the east (35W).