(Thursday, January 11, 2024) new moon Capricorn / tarot Strength
Another house project dream. It feels like the same house as Tuesday’s dream. This time I am pulling layers of old wallpaper and drywall away with my right hand. Beneath I find a shining surface of white porcelain. The original walls are high-fire white clay sealed with a smooth, satin glaze. I love this! Such a historic find. Strength and beauty.
(Tuesday, January 9, 2024) waning crescent moon Sagittarius / tarot eight of wands
I am in a large house, working on a small painting project in the bedroom of two little girls. When I begin, I feel that my ability to make updates is very limited, but as I finish each tiny aspect of the room, another easy fix comes up for me. I keep working-working-working, more quickly and with increased self-confidence. I remove an old piece of fabric signage printed with dates and pricing that was haphazardly used to cover a horizontal bookshelf. A silly old DIY decision. My happiness and decor talent grows. I ask Chris to help the children carefully choose three related colors for their bedroom. A joyful, energetic dream.
Day notes:
I am almost done painting my staircase door, moving on to other paint projects.
Perhaps I had a prescient dream a couple of years ago. I dreamt Cullan and Hillary’s family lived in my Rustic Lodge house and I lived in an apartment above the garage. I have always been a fan of multi-generational housing, although I have never brought that idea up with them. When we went to a Linden Hills restaurant for Cullan’s birthday, I said, “I would love to live in Linden Hills someday!” To me, it is the most beautiful (expensive) Minneapolis neighborhood. This weekend I went for a walk with Cullan, Wyn and Oona along Minnehaha Creek. Cullan said Hillary found a house in Linden Hills that she would love if we could purchase and live in together. It was just a little too small. That made me happy to hear, whether it ever happens or not. Tweaking my old house is motivated by my personal pleasure, but also to make sure that when I pass away it is worth a good amount of inheritance money for my family.
The city of Minneapolis is planning to make our Tangletown neighborhood into a Historic District.
Two girls (Denise and Jo)
I am a teacher at a school. I work with a 10 year old boy on Math. It has something to do with multiplication. I make columns and put problems in them. He turns the paper sideways and works on the problems that way which makes more sense.
I go to my classroom. Alg was around and has decorated the room with all kinds of festive decorations. There is a young woman in the classroom. I tell her I don’t get into putting up decorations, but I love what Alg has done.
There is a delivery of these small teapots and a creamer and sugar bowl. The teapots look like the teapot I have in Green Valley-Japanese style. I decide to have a tea party. I set the table with the teapots and creamer and sugar bowl. I am disorganized. I start to go back and forth to get hot water. There isn’t enough teapots. A young man comes who reminds me of Ted M. when he was young. He brings a few kids from his class. I feel frustrated.
As I am waking up or right before I woke up, I get the tea party all organized and ready before people come. I feel good.
