Adding An Upper Level To A Brick Building

(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.

Lucid Dream-Within-A-Dream And Two Fragments

(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.

Deeply Filled With Passion

(Thursday, Ground Hog’s Day, 2023) waxing gibbous moon Cancer / tarot page of swords

I am in a large community building. The environment is completely white: painted wooden floors, walls and doors. Because the doors are full of layers and layers of paint, and carved in a traditional fashion, I know this place is very old. Multiple generations have passed.

But I am not old. I am in the strength of my youth, perhaps late twenties or early thirties. I have lovely, long Irish hair. It is evening and I want some privacy, although another young woman keeps searching for me. I slip away from her, through white door after white door, closets and rooms. I can sense the ancient trees in each door. They have energy. They feel like wings in motion.

Finally I find a large, open room where I can close the door and not be disturbed. A famous, handsome man in his thirties or early forties joins me to make spectacular love. I think the young woman was trying to stop this from happening, as all of the community women are smitten by the beautiful man.

After our tryst I see a headline on a piece of white paper, floating above me on my right. It says the hero’s penis is 15 inches long! That was a stunning little detail to me, even in the dream. The number 20 is also mentioned.

Day notes:

Today is Imbolc (evening of February 1 to evening of February 2), in Ireland the beginning of spring and the celebration of St. Brigid’s Day. “Lambs drinking milk.” My great-grandmother was named Bridget Doyle.

The Herder Symbol Dictionary defines door as a gate or portal, “similar to bridge.” Bridget! A symbol of transition from one realm to a new one. I met with my 85-year-old tarot reader Marlene yesterday and she said that is what this year is for me. “I break new ground and begin new ventures.” My numerology for 2023 is the number 1.

Phallus: a universal sign of fertility. White: the color of light, purity, perfection.

Number 15 represents growth and expansion. Indicative of the qualities of creativity and intelligence. Fame (Sun and Mercury).

Marlene also wrote this about personal year 1: “At times you may feel alone and deserted, for this rhythm demands that you stand alone and be responsible for yourself. Others may try to dissuade you or divert you from your positive course. You may meet one special new person, who may be extremely important to you in the future. Chances are it will be a man, since 1 represents the male element.

My late twenties and mid-thirties were a time in my life where my concentration was art. And I was able to eke out as a freelance designer (using the word “eke” because I was a single mother).

I wonder if the wooden doors are a clue. Are they pages for books? Sometimes I make books out of my paper clay.

This is a Big Dream. So much more is coming up for me.

(Friday, February 3) I was organizing a drawer and found a printed version of this 2020 dream, “Working From Home, Fifteen Hundred.” It has some precognitive elements about what has happened to me in 2023:My company has been laying off long-term employees and replacing them with less expensive, less experienced new employeesI could be forced to retire early. That has happened too. I’ve been at Ergotron for 15 years.

(Friday, February 3) Today I received an email about Imbolc from Caroline W. Casey, Chief Trickster Witch at Coyote Network News: “15 degrees of the Fixed Signs are called the four gates of power, corresponding to the four cross-quarter Holy Days: Imbolc, Beltane, Lughnasa, and Samhain.”

(Saturday, February 4) Today I got my favorite email from Sharon Blackie and she has two paragraphs about Imbolc.

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