(Thursday, August 3, 2023) waning gibbous moon Pisces / tarot eight of cups
I dream of entering a huge, old, multi-story house. A mansion. It is communal, but I am the one in charge of making the spaces pleasant for all the residents. It’s quite a mess. Furniture and items of decor are strewn about. I worry there won’t be enough funds to “make a house a home.” In fact I have that conversation early in the dream with a group of residents who are driving a car that they say also needs expensive repairs.
My work in the dream moves from room to room. I start in a giant dining area that is at least two stories tall, like a castle. I organize large, velvet sofas and a long dining table that has enough chairs for dozens, maybe hundreds, of people. Many are already using the space. I see one of my dark-haired, female spirit guides.
I move on to other rooms, on various floors, and speak with my community once each room is ready. I get a message that the vehicle is fine and needs nothing, which is a relief. I am very, very surprised that I am able to use all of the existing elements to spruce up the mansion, including a large children’s room next to the dining area. Everything turns out to be what it needs to be. This feels like a calming gift for me.
At one point in the dream I head up to the attic and fall asleep in a bedroom that matches my actual, waking life bedroom. The attic is full of ghosts, and my cat Snowball. I wonder if the castle/mansion is full of ghosts. I wake up, turn off the air conditioner and head back downstairs to do more work. But, it might be a dream-within-a-dream, because later I wake up again inside my haunted bedroom and the air conditioner is on, not off. A ghost laughs at me and my curiousness about whether I really turned off the air conditioner. There are ending dream elements that feel like sleep paralysis or even lucid interactions with the spirits.
Day notes:
I did wake up at 3 am, turned off the air conditioner and headed downstairs to feed Snowball. This dream happened after I went back to bed.
I visited my parents yesterday and had long conversations about the health issues affecting their lives. They are still caring for their huge house, but asked that I come up as often as I can to Cambridge.
Thoughts:
Perhaps one message of the dream is that I have what I need. Retirement income and my current environment will provide enough, even though that still feels like a surprise. Something about my “home,” my personal element, also has a benefit for the community. I don’t know what that is. I’m no teacher like Bonnie and I don’t yet spend any time volunteering like Jeanne. Am I somehow contributing to ancestral or community healing?
The ghosts, I wonder. A combination of lucidity and actual spirit presence in the house? I do see orbs in the alarm camera sometimes. Ghosts are common in sleep paralysis.
Another vehicle in a dream, unusual.
Sounds positive: fixing up one room at a time and the car being fixed. I just read the chapter from No Death No Fear about thinking horizontally. Who we are affects everyone around us as well as our children and grandchildren and our ancestors. I sometimes wonder if ghosts could be ancestors. And maybe ancestors being everyone that have passed on similar to Native American beliefs. I was just thinking how you are an inspiration. Inspiring me to read Nigel’s book again, to read No Death, No Fear and the latest: Machiel’s interview.