Journal: Russia And Ukraine Art Exhibit

(Thursday, July 6, 2023)

I decided to walk to the Museum of Russian Art today. I’ve been worried about the Zaporizhzhia nuclear power plant in Ukraine. Zelenskyy says Russia is planning to trigger an explosion. The exhibit, which ends on Sunday, is phenomenal and emotionally overwhelming. On the first floor is a huge exhibit called “Premonition of a Russian Dystopia.” The second floor exhibits are “Ukraine Defiant” and “Say No to War.”

“Premonitions of a Russian Dystopia” paintings are by Geli Korzhev (1925–2012). His work follows the path of Hieronymus Bosch in an attempt to capture humanity’s darker side, its shadow. Thirty years ago Korzhev said, “Our country is being occupied by spiritual enemies. Behind a civilized appearance, one can see a beast full of hate.” The museum curator mentions Jung and says on a societal level, ignoring the shadow and displacing it to the outside leads to wars.

“Ukraine Defiant” is by architect Elena Kalman. “Say No to War” displays small, powerful cartoons by numerous Ukrainian and Russian artists. Many draw Putin as Satan.

Glad To Be Done With Work, Ready To Make Love And Have Fun

(Wednesday, July 5, 2023) waning gibbous moon Aquarius / tarot Lovers

I dream of a Minneapolis warehouse building from the 19th century. This one has been completely gutted. It is being redone. All of the cement or stone pillars, walls and twenty-foot high ceilings have been spray-painted white. It reminds me of the real-life downtown spaces we rented for photoshoots at my last design job.

The rehab crew wants me to create large garden beds throughout the full interior. I move about and pick three spots, but then decide to abandon a garden I consider for the entryway. I am planning to use thick ceramic borders, nearly a foot wide, for the final two garden beds, filling them with coneflowers and non-posy companions, perhaps bluestem grasses. The beds will be at a gentle angle, not flat.

The construction team is unable or unwilling to help me find an expert to create the giant rectangular pots. I understand. It is certainly a more complex project than I can create myself. So I tell the contractors to make decorative wooden walls instead, with aluminum or steel boxes inside for the soil and plants.

I feel a bit of relief to be done with the project that I had not anticipated nor sought. I head outside and see my sister Jo. We have a close relationship, both in the dream and in waking life. She gives me a friendly wave and moves on along the sidewalk.

Next I see Jo’s husband, although he does not look like her actual spouse. He has a different personality, too, and he is coming my way. He intends to make love with me. Just the anticipation of his entry into my body makes me feel ecstatic. My heart is strong, joyful. Second and fourth chakras are on fire.

When I awake from the dream I know that Jo has no anger or resistance to this sexual event, which makes me wonder who my dream lover really is.

Day notes:

Coneflowers are a healing plant.
https://foliagefriend.com/coneflower-flower-meaning/

Journal: Homeless Families

(Tuesday, Independence Day, 2023) full moon Capricorn / tarot: Strength

During the past two days I have gone to Trader Joe’s in Edina and both times there were fathers sitting at the corner of the parking lot, holding signs about their precarious lives. Both had strollers holding small children in the 90 degree heat.

On Monday I forgot to grab some spinach for a recipe I am making today, so I walked a mile to Kowalski’s. There is always a homeless person standing or sitting on the sidewalk outside the door of the local grocery store. Yesterday it was a woman with brown skin. I saw her stroller, and when I went inside I grabbed a little money from the cash machine. I asked the cashier why there isn’t a shaded spot for the homeless but she had no answer. “Some people use umbrellas.” On my way out I was surprised to see the mother had a toddler and an infant. She was beginning to breastfeed her baby when I handed her a five and ten dollar bill.

I am never homeless in my dreams. Homeless people make me deeply sad. All of us deserve shelter, especially children.

The Dreamsters Union