Author: Denise

(Thursday, February 12, 2026)

Dreaming well at night with leftover fragments. I dream I am sleeping and awaken at 1:06 pm. Immediately I realize I was supposed to attend a birthday party for my neighbor Jim at noon (12 pm). I rush out of bed to get dressed.

Another dream is about being in a large, dark forest at the edge of a northern lake. It is dark because the trees are ancient: tall and thick. I walk from the grassy shore into the woods. Much happens, but I don’t recall what occurs during the hike. My only memory is the joy of spending time in the forest.

Day notes:

Cindy’s Decoding class makes me wonder about 1:06. The sum is 7. I’m sure she would see much more than numerology about this time of day. Maybe she would focus on one-hundred-six. The house next-door is 106 Rustic Lodge, but Jim’s address is 107 (directly across the street). One definition of 7: highly mystical and spiritual, often associated with introspection, inner wisdom, and a deep connection to the divine.

106 – 12 = 94, 9 + 4 = 13, 1 + 3 = 4. One definition of 4: stability, grounding and balance. Earth, air, fire and water. North, south, east and west.

The greenery of nature (forests and prairies) are a recent theme. Mansions are a theme from many years of dreams. But dreaming about dreaming is a more recent, recurrent theme. I wonder about that. The first time I read anything about this was in anthropologist Carlos Castaneda’s 1968 book “The Teachings of Don Juan.” The cover has a raven standing on a desert, with rocky mountains at the edge. When I am done with Edgar Cayce’s biography, I might buy Castaneda’s book. I did just order his last one, “The Art of Dreaming,” from Hennepin County Library.

(Tuesday, February 10, 2026) third quarter moon Sagittarius / tarot Hermit / oracle Innocence

Another extensive, dissolved dream. I do remember cooking in my very large kitchen. It is as big as the kitchen in a restaurant, with expansive countertops along at least two of the walls, and a huge interior island. The wooden cabinet doors are fancy, carved and painted a turquoise-blue color, with sculptural hinges and knobs. Broad windows are on the top of a far countertop, filling the entire wall. The kitchen is charming yet the lighting is evening-dim. Even so, I can see perfectly well, well enough to do my work.

Others are in my busy kitchen. I am the Chief Chef, expecting to get help with a particular bread recipe, but one young cook ignores the chore. All of the young chefs are playful, having fun together, so I have to finish the dough myself. I don’t mind.

Day notes:

Dough: bread, money

A kitchen is about emotional nourishment. “Don’t let the cook spoil the broth.”

Oracle, Innocence, Lupine: “May I see through the eyes of a child. My innocent self trusts life and gives generously.”

(Monday, February 9, 2026)

This dream is long and vivid but it quickly disappears from my conscious mind, especially later in the day as I record it. I recall meditating, connecting to the subconscious mind to create a metaphysical experience. Periodically a large white circle of energy evolves from my stomach, my third chakra. This procedure lasts a long time. The circle arrives over and over: expands from my body – disappears – expands – disappears. Like breathing.

Day notes:

Bonnie and I Zoomed with Cindy yesterday. Cindy and I have had discussions about the White Circle. Two of them showed up in my Ralph Waldo Emerson dream, which she mentioned yesterday. I think Pam heard that dream, too, in one of Victoria’s Zoom meetings.

Third chakra. Solar plexus chakra (in Sanskrit: Maṇipūra, “City of Jewels”). The fire element, the chakra of internal and external power, strength of will and individual identity. Normally yellow like the sun, but mine is white.