(Sunday, August 18, 2013) Very short dream from a night full of dreams: I walk down a long corridor of wooden doors (maybe walnut) in a public building. One door has a small sign that says “Confessional.” The door is new and pristine. I open it and place another door that I have been carrying inside the simple, wood-paneled closet. The door I have been carrying is also handsomely constructed, new and made of dark wood. Affixed to the door is a small pastoral landscape, painted in a realist, nineteenth-century European style. It’s an artwork I created in a past life: spreading green trees, rolling hills, placid blue sky.
Day notes:
I’ve been reading an old astrological chart I had done in the 90s. The astrologer said a planetary placement indicated at least one past life as an artist.
This dream reminds me of my Joan of Arc dream. The two dreams seem like doors to the Akashic Record.
I spent most of the weekend in my clay studio. I’m happy with the way the new Mermaid piece is progressing.