11/14/23 Nancy Dream

I am sitting in front of a group of people in a small auditorium-similar to a gym. Nancy and another person are to my right closer to the group. They are trying to show a slide show about Nancy. I am in an animal costume that has brown fur and short horns. I sit in front of the group with my right arm slung casually across the back of the chair I am on.

There is a scene where Nancy has collected all these large conch shells. She is on a beach. She puts them in a box.

Back to the slide show….Nancy asks me for help with the slide show. She is trying to find a specific group of slides. I go over to her thinking I can’t do much to help. I keep pushing a fast forward button on this tape recorder. There is scene after scene of Nancy on some adventure; usually with a friend. I figure we will eventually fast forward to the part that she wants to show the group. It is a bit frustrating. However, it is also fun to see all the fun adventures she had.

Daynotes: flew from Seattle to Tucson yesterday after a visit with Kevin and his family.

This dream feels like a visit from Nancy telling me she is doing fine and is reviewing her life and is grateful.

Empowerment/No Longer Playing that Game! (between 10/15 and 11/7/23

(I left my dream notebook in Mn. This is what I remember about this dream)

I am with a group of people. We are outside in nature. Two or three people are in charge of a game similar to tag. In this game people try and stay away from this white horse who chases them. If they get caught they get on the ground, get into a fetal position and the horse licks them all over. At one point, I am with the people in charge and see a woman get caught and get licked all over. Most of the time I am in the game.

My sister, Becky, is part of the group. I see her a couple of times. I don’t know if she sees me. At one point, we are both in a house. She is laying down, reading and book and looks very relaxed. The horse is coming and I am nervous. I run down the stairs into the basement and out the door. I find a shallow cave and get into it with my back to the opening. I am laying down, holding perfectly still so the horse will not know I am there.

Feelings: exciting and scary

I worked this dream with Kathleen from S. Carolina. I went back into the dream and decided to get out of the cave. I stood up and connected with the horse by petting its nose, etc. I then got on the horse and we went off into a lovely meadow with wild flowers. I felt that I connected with my personal power.

We had a nice visit with Kevin and Family. Antonia was a good hostess. However, again, (same thing as last May) we get a phone call from Kevin saying how we messed up by not giving Markus as much attention as Rowan. I said I am sorry he feels that way, because that wasn’t my intention and that I did play a lot with Markus. He says Antonia thinks he does not have good boundaries with Paul and I. (I have always thought he doesn’t have good boundaries with Antonia). He felt he didn’t say things that bothered him at the time of our visit. He brought up that he felt I was uncomfortable and wished he would have addressed it at the time. I said that I feel he is on eggshells when we visit. The talk went ok. until he dropped the bombshell that he wants to stop story time and have some separation from us! This breaks my heart. I said that it feels like a punishment, that separation will not solve the problem and it not only hurts us, but his boys. I will say more at Dreamsters.

When we got the call this time, I did not crumble, did not feel this was my fault in any way. This is progress. So, I think this dream was a precognitive/preparation for his phone call. I am owning my personal power. (not that I am fine about what is happening. I am working on the emotional fallout from it).

Sky Jump

(Tuesday, November 21, 2023) first quarter moon Pisces / tarot Strength

I am working on a design project. I realize I need to call Mary and I hesitate. She is the leader now but her design skills aren’t top-shelf. I see pages and pages of her version of my project. They are completely virtual and blurry. The details are not clear. I start to communicate telepathically to her, to clarify how I will finish the graphics with the tidy sharpness I have used for decades.

I realize I am in a living space very high above the earth, miles up in the pale blue sky, perhaps the exosphere. I turn behind me and enter a bedroom where Chris is lying in a single bed full of layers and layers of blankets. A hospital bed? He must be very cold and needing of rest.

I leave him and walk to an open edge, a grand entrance. I have been given a set of white wings that allow me to jump out into the sky. Because I am at such an elevated level I cannot see any features of the planet below. I decide to dive and wait until the surface becomes visible before I open my wings.

Day notes:

I got an email today from my former coworker Bill. He is hoping to be able to work with me again, and he sent kind wishes for Chris. Chris had an MRI on Friday but we still haven’t heard from his orthopedic doctor whether he will have surgery or not.

I seem to be living “top-shelf” in this dream.

Prescient: Chris has an appointment with a surgeon on November 30. I do worry that we both seem to be in heaven, and I return to the earth, leaving him behind.

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