Category: Denise

(Saturday, September 21, 2024) moon waning gibbous Taurus / tarot three of cups

Certainly today was the three of cups. I got to go to The Bakken Museum with Cullan, Wyn and Oona. It is a beautiful, historic stone castle, full of games and STEM education programs for children. The volunteers are kind and very informative.

I was a bit shocked when we walked up the third-story stairs and entered the Ben Franklin exhibit. In the “Electricity Party Room,” children can play with remakes of his original experiments. It all reminded me of my old lucid Ben Franklin dream that I shared with Dr. Sabina Lucas. She said many people think they have past lives as famous people but actually do not. She did a reading using my signature and Ben’s signature. She told me my Ben dream was true, that he is my past. I really do not feel any kind of waking connection to him, in spite of her interpretation.

(Labor Day, 2024)

I am hanging out with some coworkers. Nick W. is listening to my diagnosis of “probable mild cognitive decline.” He is highly skeptical of that phrase. So I say, “Well, I have aphasia, trouble remembering words.”

Day notes:

I have been attending a 10-week Zoom meeting with Brain HQ. Their neurologists provide really helpful info, especially last Friday. It is recommended to work with BrainHQ at least three times a week.

Keeping oxygen flowing into the brain is important. Hillary just gave me a fancy treadmill that her sister had given to her. I’ll try to fast-walk three times a week, for thirty minutes. It will be needed in the winter.

(Labor Day, 2024) new moon Virgo / tarot Fool

I am wandering inside our huge family house, exploring many stories. My mother has a task in the outer world and is ready to drive. I join her in her vehicle.

She is fully in charge. Assertive. She looks just like my mother Doreen. In the dream I have no memory of where we go, but do remember our long journey back home. As is common in many of my dreams, the environment is earthy and beautiful. Rich in native plants and trees. We start to climb up a gentle hill and make a turn to the left. We are entering our large property. I notice a fancy little wooden shed with hand-carved decorations, the kind used in the countryside years ago for children waiting for their school bus at the end of a long driveway. Protection from harsh weather.

There is a small, two-story farmhouse next to the bus-stop hut. But we keep driving and arrive at the mansion. My mother takes me on a tour of our home, from spacious room to spacious room, full of artwork. I realize I am ready to create a huge piece of art, an abstract painting. A surprise! Next she takes me to the inner courtyard. It is very large and people are enjoying being outside together. I sense my father’s spirit high above us. He feels like a stern king.

My dream parents have bought and sold many houses. The last one had narrow spaces between windows with no room for art on the walls. This gallery house means so much to me that I beg my mother to please, please keep it.

Day notes:

I am going to visit my parents on Thursday for my father’s 91st birthday. This dream tells me he is leaving soon. This might also be about their will.

“My dream parents have bought and sold many houses” might suggest their many incarnations. Or their inability to maintain a close, comfortable family much of the time.

I can see my abstract painting in the dream, even though I have not started it. Precognitive vision.

Monday, September 9: I took Wyn to his Burroughs bus stop this morning.

If this were my dream:
The ancestry on my father’s side, not my mother’s side, provided some creative DNA. My stern, passed-on father is inspecting me, giving me a silent but strong message about using the last years for the creative, which is actually my goal for 2025 – finish loving touches on my historic house in 2024 but move on to what really matters to my soul. The courtyard helps me make contact again with like-minded people. Enjoying time together, surrounded by the gallery house. Get going, be the queen.