Category: Denise

(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.

(Sunday, February 8, 2026)

I am nightly incubating, hoping for a story dream and a healing dream. I did see a surprising web post yesterday about the huge benefit that biking, even electric biking, has for cognition. I strongly felt that way in the summer and fall when I biked for miles and miles. I am ready to bike at the end of winter, once the temperature gets close to 35/40 degrees and the streets are clear of ice.