(Sunday, May 26, 2018) moon waxing gibbous Scorpio / tarot Maat-Justice
Waking dream: it is the Memorial holiday. I have spent the last two full days gardening in my bare feet (connecting with bare feet to the electrons that flow from the soil is called “earthing”). When I was weeding the native wolf berry bushes at the back of the yard, a tom turkey stood 10 feet from me, observing, in full-feathered splendor. I love a blog by a cardiologist at the Cleveland Clinic confirming that “earthing” benefits the heart and reduces free radicals and inflammation. I feel like I have been on vacation for a week. Peaceful and calm.
Night time dream: I remember few details of a dream that seems to last all night. My emotional memory equates the dream with the life review that occurs after death. The strong impact of chemically-dependent humans on my life stands out. It overwhelms the first 40-50 years of this incarnation. When I wake up, the Badfinger song “Baby Blue” from the final episode of Breaking Bad plays in my head (Guess I got what I deserved / Kept you waiting there too long, my love / All that time without a word / Didn’t know you’d think that I’d forget / Or I’d regret / The special love I have for you / My baby blue). Chris just saw Badfinger at the Medina Ballroom. I think about the huge shift in personality Walter White (Breaking Bad) experiences when his body fills with cancer. Baby Blue is the crystal meth Walter creates and sells. I have been told Lola’s brain tumor will alter her behavior. Chris’ brain tumor changed him completely.
Day notes:
My friend Amy gave me a book by Rich Martini called “Flipside: A Tourist’s Guide on How to Navigate the Afterlife.” Rich was in the same class at Northbrook High School in Chicago as Chris. He was mentored by Dr. Michael Newton, as was Eric Christopher. I wonder if they know each other.
The Maat card in my deck shows the Egyptian goddess weighing an ostrich feather and a human heart on the scales of justice. The principles of karma.