(Wednesday, March 22, 2023) new moon Aries / tarot Hierophant
Another dream with rich environmental details. Awake. Too many decorative details to add to the plot.
Scene 1:
I am in a huge kitchen with my grandmother Lenora and my grandson Wyn, helping her organize the cupboards. I open a cabinet door under the countertop and see that it goes deep into another space in the house. A secret passage. It reminds me of the firewood storage door in her old kitchen that was connected to the outside.
Two large, rectangular glass jars, filled with ground coffee, are very far back in the floor cabinet. I ask Wyn to crawl inside and pull them out. He asks why. I say we need to put them in a different cupboard that is at Lenora’s eye-level, easier for her to access.
Scene 2:
Another element of this ancestral house is the place where I work. Three female team members, much younger than I am, invite me for a walk to a restaurant to have lunch together. I agree, and we amble past a few other historic buildings, much like the North Loop, but nestled in a vast, beautiful prairie with a dark sky. I soon realize that I have less than twenty-five dollars cash in my pocket, so I tell my coworkers I am going to rush back to the office and grab my wallet. They don’t pay me much attention. They move on.
The distance to the office is much further than I realize. I run back, grab my bank card and then hurry along the trail we were using. It goes for miles. I cannot see my coworkers. Why would they journey so far for a little meal?
I reach a tall hill along the edge of a flooding creek. The water is high. How did the women pass over the flowing water? I have to figure out for myself how to cross.