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(Tuesday, November 14, 2023) tarot Empress

Yesterday my tarot card of the day was Death, and I wondered about the meaning.

Last night I dream of being part of a community under government attack. Quite a few of us are outdoors, discussing the potential future for us all. My male dream guide is with me. I have a task: walking up a gentle, grassy hill to find a simple tool that I have forgotten in my waking mind. Perhaps a body bag. Certainly not a gun or weapon.

At the top of the hill I have initial confidence that I will be spared. I then become full of fear and sorrow, realizing that my time on this earth is most likely at end. Horrific reality. I walk back down the hill to join my people. We don’t know how many of us will survive.

Day notes:

This could be about what is happening in Israel and Gaza. It could also be the Hitler-based speech this week by the X President. If he is elected, he will certainly attack and imprison thousand of citizens. That was the subject of his deranged, evil rant on Veteran’s Day.

The “grassy knoll” was the area where JFK was assassinated on November 22, 1963.

(Tuesday, November 14, 2023)

Most of this dream has disappeared. I remember being in my house with guests. I am sleeping, and my cat Snowball wakes me up. He has a distinctive black and white bird in his mouth, but he has not been outside hunting. I discuss the curiosity of this indoor event with a few of my guests, in particular a middle-aged man, my dream guide.

(Friday, November 10, 2023)

I am out in the country. It feels like years-ago Hamel/Medina. Rolling hills, ponds, small forests and tall grasses. There is a gravel road on a circular path, a few miles round.

I have a big bag of Halloween candy with a message. The candy-covers all have visual information about alien reality. My task is to travel the circle, visit each resident and provide them with the ufo data, which will probably shock them.

I am so enthusiastic about dropping off plenty of sweets that I run out about halfway around the circle. Fortunately there is a tall, brilliant, exuberant middle-aged man who is in charge of this information. Perhaps the head of MUFON. Perhaps my dream guide. I am able to grab a bag of chocolate candy from his house and move ahead. The chocolate looks like round ufos. Trick or treat!