A Brutal Man Is Amused By Murder And Rape

(Friday, May 5, 2023) full moon eclipse Scorpio / tarot: The Empress

In the opening scene of the dream, a highly evil man is raping my sister Jamie. I can see the bed from above; I may be floating out of body. My sister is terrified and I sense her overwhelming horror. Her legs are spread wide-open. Perhaps her non-resistance is a hope that the rape will be over soon, although murder is possible. The man is a serial killer. Worse.

The next scene shifts to a large communal building that houses the rape room. Hundreds of humans are scattering, hoping to escape the prowling, ominous man. He shows up in a large, grey, windowless room near a set of concrete stairs and captures several people within his long, powerful arms. Me included.

This is the most fright one could experience in life, the potential for imminent murder. The devil-man focuses on me and laughingly pushes me out of the bundle of victims. I am free. Is that an advantage for him, or for me? End of the dream.

Day notes:

I have been having dreams with prescient elements that follow on the same day. It’s a bit of a shock. The evening after this dream I watched the 1999 movie “Joan of Arc” and the first scene was Joan/Jeanne’s sister Catherine being raped and murdered by an English soldier. The second scene was young Jeanne being confronted by a black wolf, which reminded me of my 2017 Glastonbury black wolf dream (during my 60th birthday and the celebration of Beltaine).

My real-life sister Jamie has been raped multiple times in her life, including by her current “partner.” She was born with no hip socket. She had to wear a cast as a toddler that spread her thighs in order to create an artificial socket. She finally had hip surgery six weeks ago.

I live near the Joan of Arc church.

My Future House That Needs No Work, Grounded In A Natural Environment

(Saturday, April 29, 2023) waxing gibbous moon Leo / tarot nine of pentacles

Chris drives me to a large shopping center. I enter on my own and head to a spot where architects are selling small plastic house models that represent actual prefabricated homes. Quite a few years ago, small modular homes were introduced (I saw one made in Minneapolis at the Walker Art Center) but now they seem out of style. Locus Architects on Nicollet used to sell them. At one point I thought about having one placed on a country lot, a prairie yard.

In the dream I decide to buy one. No one else does. I interact with a female, Asian architect. I’m wearing a simple, yellow, cardboard mask whose eyes have straight, un-round bases, perhaps Asian or Indigenous. I tell her the mask is protection for my eyes, which makes no sense, as my eyes are red and tearing through the open-eye slits in the mask. I give her $2,400 or $240,000 (unsure of the numbers other than 24) and she hands me the toy model.

I walk away and meet Linda, an old friend from Wayzata I haven’t seen in years. She asks me about Chris and I bluntly express the frustration I have living with him. A negative emotion on my part that I’m sure would disappoint and surprise Linda, although she had two marriages that failed.

I head outside, looking for Chris to drive by the frontal road and pick me up. Cars and cars pass rapidly by and I never see him. I give up waiting for Chris and dash across the street. It’s dangerous, but I make it to the grassy land on the other side of the road.

I meet with a distant relative who is open to giving me access to a few acres in his large, ancestral prairie property. It seems like a very good plan for me and my beautiful new house.

Day notes:

I often wear an eye mask at night or early morning to help me to sleep past dawn. I was wearing it during this dream.

Prescience (May 1):

On Beltane my friend Bean and I walked down Nicollet for a brunch at Wise Acre restaurant. We passed by a Lustron house that is for sale at 5050 Nicollet (50 + 50 = 100, my current address). Lustron homes (prefabricated enameled steel) were modular homes created post WWII by an architect from Chicago. Chris’ dad was an architect from Chicago and he loved Lustron homes. I was very tempted by this house and looked at the MLS listing online. It is beautiful inside and a reasonable price.

Bean reminds me of my old friend Linda. I walk with Bean and I used to walk with Linda. I met them each at two former employers. Their personalities are quite similar: a little bossy and vain but also very compassionate. I don’t know why I would dream of Linda instead of Bean when there are obvious precognitive elements of the dream.

The fast, busy traffic in the dream reminds me of Nicollet, a major city street.

I have actually been more peaceful with Chris recently because I think he has the beginnings of dementia, which Bean and I have been discussing. Some of my stress after losing my job is winding down, too. I feel more relaxed.

Fragment: Feet Connecting To Mother Earth

(Friday, April 28, 2023) first quarter moon Leo / tarot Strength

Since my birth time is 9:13 am, April 27, and this dream was very early in the morning, I categorize this as a birthday dream.

I’ve lost elements to this dream, but the primary view and sensation is my two legs lying in the grass with my feet connecting to Mother Earth. Literally, I am grounded. That message was loud and clear.

Day notes:

Cullan took me out to lunch for my birthday to a restaurant (Reverie) a couple of blocks from where I lived in my early 20s, near Powderhorn Park. Now that area is full of artists. Cullan calls it “hippie town.” Most of the buildings are painted with murals, inside and outside. Lots of street sculptures too. Beautiful. Later in the day we went to a restaurant (Lowbrow) on Nicollet with Hillary, Wyn and Oona.

Even though today I pitched a clay piece I have been working on for three weeks (Raven Woman), I feel this dream tells me I am connected to soil/clay/earth. Keep going, don’t give up.

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