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(Friday, November 10, 2023) waning crescent moon Libra / tarot four of pentacles

I am exploring an upper floor bedroom in a house my mother has newly provided. She is on a lower floor, but I sense her presence. I first notice my bed, a daybed with lots of lovely pillows. I am very happy about the new room and telepathically suggest that my sister Jo join me and use the space for her bedroom too. There are multiple daybeds along one wall.

I find an empty wardrobe rail near the bedroom door and consider hanging my clothes. Then I see a nice big closet next to the rail. I start to bring my outfits and other things into this storage area but soon find another one that has shelves and tools and even a washing machine. A helpful utility room. I will later remove the rail that is outside the closets. It is not needed.

I notice a blonde-haired former coworker further down from my daybed. She is wearing a beautiful silk, floral-patterned blouse and trousers that are mine! She stole them from my closet and I tell her to give them back to me.

As I interact with the selfish woman I see friendly men whose daybeds are at the end of the very wide bedroom. I’m pleased they are there. We notice two large televisions in the closets and bring them out for viewing entertainment later in the evening. The screens are square, not rectangular.

Day notes:

For a long time I have been irritated about my former blonde coworker who now has my old job. The company who laid me off just bought a medical device competitor, so I have considered asking if they need some help with all of the new design work that will be underway.

I have been putzing with some projects on my upper floor. Painted a window and replaced a stair rail, added two new ceiling lights with two more on the way. I want to repair and paint two doors (lead, ugh!), and eventually repaint the ceiling and walls. Put white wood covers from Etsy on the radiators. Upgrade all of the decades-old electrical switches. I want my upper bedroom/office space to please me.

Prescient (12:34 pm): I contacted the current Communications Manager at my old job to tell her I was available for contract design work if they need it. She got back to me immediately. She told me the VP of Marketing (a blonde woman named Amy) is leaving. The blonde woman in my dream brought up Amy’s name in the dream itself, even though taking over my design job in real life was a different blonde woman.

(Thursday, November 9, 2023) waning crescent moon Libra / tarot Death

My dream this morning did not feel like a dream. I thought I was awake during the full event. I was very slowly masturbating and moved from bedroom to bedroom, in buildings separate and far from each other. Finally the orgasm came and I truly woke up. It was a strong physical sensation, but what was even more striking was the powerful lucidity. I never felt like I was sleeping.

Day notes:

According to Ryan H., sex in lucid dreams is common. I have not had a sex partner since Chris had his major heart surgery in 2011.

(Wednesday, November 8, 2023) waning crescent moon Virgo / tarot Temperance

A vivid, long dream full of details.

I am with dozens of friends and family members at a huge airbnb. The rental space is as large as some hotels, but the decor is more like a house because it is full of furniture, art, books and ornate decor.

It is time for us to checkout, so we are busy cleaning up and putting things back in storage drawers and closets. People are having fun and not working that hard. There is a burner on the top of the kitchen stove that I used incorrectly. It flamed for a few seconds but was not permanently damaged. I take a break and head outside.

The spectacular house is located on a beautiful hill next to a flowing river. Mountains are nearby. It feels like Montana or Colorado. Lots of folks are outside enjoying the gorgeous scenery. My brother-in-law Timm is relaxing. He offers his right arm to me and I offer my left. We hold hands gently as I observe the sky.

White clouds are scattered in the heavens but I notice that the sky is frozen, like a stalled element of a movie. As soon as I perceive the artificiality, it dissolves and the sky becomes real again. Clouds move slowly across the blue.

I walk back inside, to the upper floor where we have been tidying. An element of the dream has vanished for me, but I think it was about an odd communication device shaped like the clouds. I look at my friends and family and cheerfully say: “Hey, we can quit working. The owner will spiff up the rooms once we have left.”

Day notes:

I have had multiple dreams in the last year telling me my work is done. My brother-in-law Timm retired at age 62 because his family does not live long. I’ve recently been approached by three contract companies and they are very positive about my experience, but nothing has come of it. Like the freelance job working on photo-books that never transpired (thankfully).