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Journal And Dream: Prescient Tarot Card

Yesterday morning I pulled the Hermit card. In the afternoon I attended a memorial at MCAD for Elizabeth Erickson, former professor and one of the founders of W.A.R.M. My friend Denisea was Elizabeth’s student years ago, and in the nineties I took a week-long class from her at the Grand Marais Art Colony (with Denisea). One of the catalogs at her memorial included a painting of Elizabeth’s called “The Hermit.”

And, unbelievably, Susan Armington was there too. We sat together and she asked me if I was looking to join a dream group. I said “yes, yes, yes.” For a long time I have wanted to be a member of more than one dream group. I still join The Dreamsters but I quit Victoria’s Zoom weekend group because that is my grandma-time. To see Susan again felt like an experience from a completely different realm.

Elizabeth’s ceremony was the most beautiful I will ever experience in my life. I am sure of that. When Denisea and I took her class together we sat back-to-back but always painted the exact same images. Clairvoyance. Elizabeth was a poet, a painter, a guide and a true mystic. She died of vascular dementia at the age of 82, after surviving thyroid and breast cancer decades ago. I found out she lived on Emerson Avenue and 33rd Street: Emerson’s name comes up over and over again for me. Transcendentalism.

I dreamt of Elizabeth’s memorial this morning. The prescient tarot card might be related to the tarot card reading Denisea is giving me on July 7. This seems to be a clue that Denisea’s reading will be accurate.

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Prescient Fragment

(Thursday, June 19, wedding anniversary)

This morning I dreamt of my dementia but I don’t recall the details. Later today I received results from the Mayo about the genome test I took. No genetic cause. That is good news since I worried Cullan and my grandkids could be susceptible.

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6/16/25 Watching Freya and Talking with an Attractive Man

I am outside with a small group of men and women. We are all in our 50’s. I am watching Freya. She is my granddaughter. In waking life she is almost 17 months old. In the dream she is around nine months old. In waking life she is walking. In the dream she crawls. The group and I are sitting on a lawn, talking. I am attracted to a man I am talking with. I look up and see Freya has crawled down the sidewalk and is about to crawl across the road. I quickly get up and get her.

I am taking care of Freya until 11:00 at night because Kelsi has to work until then. (my daughter and Freya’s mom). There is a scene where Kelsi and I are told the right door to enter into the small office where she works.

I worked this dream with my dream group up north. This is what I wrote: If this were my dream, I am feeling happy, free (no boundaries) talking with an attractive man which is enjoyable. I am also responsible for Freya. Freya is young and doesn’t know the dangers of the world. If she were apart of me, what dangers am I oblivious about? I do go and “rescue” her, keep her safe. I am now with Kelsi at her work. We are guided to go in the correct door. A door could represent a transition. I am taking care of Freya to 11:00 p.m. (in this part of the dream, I am just with Kelsi at work and not with Freya). I am thinking about the expression: The Eleventh Hour, which means the latest possible time before it is too late. Kelsi has been in a dangerous job because of mentally ill clients that are their own guardians and are not on their medication. One has been violent to a worker and has destroyed property at the home and is now in jail. I am wondering if this dream has to do with Kelsi getting another job soon. I am my 50’s in my dream. This, to me, is the prime of life. I have been supporting Kelsi in her transition.

The other thought that came up with the rest of the group is that this dream is a confirmation for me. I am a good mother and grandmother. After Kevin cut me off, and even before that, I lost confidence in myself.

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