(Thursday, November 21, 2024) third quarter moon Leo / tarot five of cups
Another ghost dream last night. It starts with me lying on my back, in my bed, observing a small bird standing on a shelf, looking out the top of my arched window. I think the bird has been there for hours or even days. Because I wonder if it will bite me with its beak, this creature makes me a bit nervous. But eventually it leaves the window and disappears. I don’t know if it falls or if it flies.
My resting thoughts have been following the updates and repairs to my house. Plenty done, more to do. Then the recurring dream aspect begins: the open door to my left is connected to a huge, hidden part of the attic that is full of old furniture, old toys. I see the children from past generations. Ghosts. My big white cat, Snowball, wanders into the spirit room and is chased away by the ghost of a child’s pet. The house-ghosts in my dreams are rarely negative or aggressive but the emotion they cause is apprehension. Such a different dimension.
Day notes:
This morning I drove over to Cullan and Hillary’s to bring Oona to school. I spent about 20 minutes with my grandkids, viewing all the Christmas decorations they helped their mama put up. One was the photo of their passed-away kitty named Truck. The picture frame was surrounded by evergreens. They gave me a gift from The Museum of Russian Art, a little wooden doll for my Christmas tree.
Perhaps the bird is a ghost. Five of cups is a minor arcana card for death.
I think the upper floor of my house was always the space for children. Last year I replaced the very old wooden ceiling light in my bedroom. It was shaped like a ship wheel and felt like a toy. I donated it to Habitat for Humanity.
Window to my right, door to my left. Two openings. The outer world, the inner world.
lovely gift! The veil between the worlds is very thin with you!