Category: Denise

This was a long dream from nearly a week ago that I did not write down (sick with the flu) but the strange being at the end of it has stuck with me.

I’m in a busy kitchen full of people. I create a dish for all to eat but I have been asked to cook a turkey, too. I can’t find my favorite cookbook, so I wander around, looking for it.

I notice a narrow door that opens to the outside. My large ceramic kiln is just beyond this door. The kiln also has a door (on the side, not on the top). I open the kiln door and look inside. The top of the kiln is open, unsealed, filling the interior with light.

There is a narrow, round shelf inside the kiln that is stacked with thick, white, toddler-sized square books. Surprising! Under the shelf I see a small, bright-white being, dressed in white, with no hair. Bald. The being perks up from under the shelf and greets me. I have never seen a being like this before. He/she feels like the combination of a cheerful, friendly alien and a tiny, energetic magician. A jester-child from another dimension.

Day notes:

The connection to the jester felt very lucid. Real.

Kiln: commitment, transformation and creativity; turning up the heat, raising the stakes and intensity of commitment to transform creative ideas into manifestation. Fired up. My tarot reading with Marlene said to focus on my art. Maybe books are a part of the process? Journaling?

(Wednesday, February 22, 2023, blizzard coming) waxing crescent moon Aries / tarot Tower

I dream of a rectangular brick building with a flat roof. A few people, men and women, are hanging about. It seems like a comfortable workspace.

I want transformation. I want a new level added that includes bedrooms and spaces for relaxation. But that feels impossible to me. How do you add an upper story to a structure made of bricks, stone?

I move down to the lower level, the underground. There is no floor, only black earth. I see a thick power cable that connects to the next floor. I follow the cable to the ground floor, and then to a new story that is under construction. A dark-haired master carpenter is creating the upper floor from wood. He is a pleasant and happy worker, tall and middle-aged.

I decide to head outside to take a look at the second story. It is sturdy and well-made. I assume that the addition of bricks will follow soon. That will require a master of brick and mortar.

Day notes:

Maybe all of the hard work I have been doing after losing my job is winding down. Medicare and UCare (for me and Chris) are completed (including the personal portals), taxes are completed. Paperwork. Maybe now I can relax, work in my clay studio and make some red “bricks.” A new story under construction.

Wood is the fifth China element: spring.

Rectangle symbolizes stability, balance, and structure. It can also represent security and grounding, often seen as a symbol of the physical world or material things.

A Jungian interpretation of floors: top floor is personal narrative, ground floor is the family we are born into, “cave” is ancestral lines.

(Sunday, February 12, 2023) third quarter moon Scorpio / tarot Death

I am dreaming within my dream. It is about an archetypal romantic relationship with Chris, beautiful and fulfilling. Soulmates. Lucid and powerful. We float together in a heavenly white void, spinning and flying with joy.

When I awake within the dream, on my bed, kitty Snowball is lying by my left arm. There are three of him. The second white cat is at the end of the bed and the third one is on my right side. A physical cat triangle, but a single entity.

I want to head downstairs to tell Chris about the soulmate dream. I turn left to my nightstand and see that an old-fashioned clock-radio has been messed with. It’s nonfunctional, broken. In this part of the dream my relationship with Chris feels the way it often is in real life. Disconnected. Convenient for him and stressful work for me.

Fragment: I enter a bathroom used by my family. A male guide is there. I need to clean the bathtub filled with urine, and also the floor, the sink and the toilet. The guide cautions me about the dangerous virus in the urine and tells me to make sure I wear rubber gloves. It makes me think about the H5N1 virus which is on the rise globally. COVID has a death rate of less that 2%, H5N1 has a death rate of 52%.

Fragment: I am standing in the sweetgrass prairie I have visited in other dreams. A highly spiritual place. I feel loved, surrounded by gentle magic. I think of Bonnie.