7/25/24 Getting Married to a Woman with a Six Month Old Boy

I am in a small group of people. There are three, twosomes that are to marry. I pick a card that says who I am to marry. I am to marry a woman who has a six month old baby.

We have just so long to start preparations. We are in a building and the workers here have the afternoon off and will lock up at 1:00. My partner and I write a guest list. We then go outside to the parking lot which is empty. A Rabbi comes out and gets on a skateboard with a sail and sails back and forth on the parking lot.

My partner, the Rabbi and I then go back inside the building. I ask the Rabbi to marry the woman and I. He says yes. I ask him for his card. He writes his name and phone number on a piece of paper and rips it off from the main piece. He gives it to me. He makes a joke about being rural. I say I am rural also!

The workers are about to close up. I say to my partner, “We got a lot done!” Her sleeping baby is just waking up. He has been sleeping in a medium pink basket.

Scene: Chris has been cleaning out her clothes closet. She has piles of clotes on her bed. I don’t see Chris.

If this were my dream, I am getting more connected with my feminine side. (marrying a woman). My feminine side and I are starting preparations-we write a guest list. Maybe this relates to who I want to be around/spend time with, etc. Maybe, I am being more selective of who i want to hang with. A Rabbi on a sailboard going back and forth on a parking lot? a Rabbi is a holy person of the Jewish religion. I think of the Jewish religion as being concerned with love and peace in the world. He is basically playing and having a good time. Child-like. I ask him to marry the woman and I and he says yes. He is not formal (no card) and is rural like I am. Rural is living in the country a more laid back place.

I am feeling good about accomplishing what I have so far in life. The sixth month old boy is waking up. My young masculine is waking up (out in the world, action principal). It is young, but, not longer sleeping.

Chris is cleaning out her closet. To me, clothes represent persona. Maybe my spiritual/sensitive self is letting go of what others think and how I need to present myself.

Chris’ ideas: A bringing together of parts of myself: masculine/feminine, baby/middle aged and crone. Also, feeing more compassion for my younger selves. The Rabbi is from a mystical religion. Being married by an ancient. I am marrying all the parts of myself. I am now in harmony with myself-not fighting against myself-no self judgment.

Journal: Covid

(Saturday, July 27, 2024)

After six vaccines and the official end of the pandemic, I did not expect to get covid. But I have it, and it is on a steep rise in Minnesota.

My cough is gone yet it is hard to breathe, which I connect with my father’s lung issues that send him to the ER at least once a month. I don’t need to see a doctor, but I am sad from five days of isolation. I had to order groceries online today for the first time since 2022. I also had to order another box of antigen tests from UCare (free). At least I am alive, recovering.

The day I first tested positive my daily tarot card was the Tower. The next day it was Death. Today it was the Empress, which cheers me up considerably, even though I tested positive again today. This time the positive line was much lighter than the quick, dark line on my first test, so the virus must be in decline.

I am meeting with Victoria’s Dream Circle tomorrow. Her new book arrived yesterday. I have been thinking about making my own book since Cullan asked me if I would write one when I retired. In my twenties I worked on a children’s book but never finished it. I have created books out of clay in the last few years. I don’t know what direction this will go, if any, but I will ask my dream guides about it. This makes me think about poet Emerson.

7/21/24 A Woman Whose Husband Puts Her Down

In the beginning of the dream, I am sitting at a rectangular table at a restaurant with Molly and Dan. A family comes and joins us. It is a husband, wife and four or five younger kids. I move over, closer to Molly and Dan to give them more room. We are at the end of the table. The family sits down. I realize they have enough room so I move and sit next to the wife. We carry on a conversation. She tells me what her occupation is. (I cannot remember what it is). It is a very important job. She then tells me that her husband puts her down.

Outside of the restaurant is a large waterfall that flows every half hour. The family came last year. The husband rescued the wife last year and they tied with another couple on how fast the rescue was. I have my camera and practice taking photos when the waterfall starts. The husband with “save” his wife the next time the waterfall flows.

Last scene: I am with the wife who is in her fifties. We go to pick up her kids at a daycare. The daycare is in a beautiful, white house. There is a separate entrance for the daycare. We go in. We are in the entrance way and there is no one there. I pour some red punch into a glass and will share it with the wife.

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