3/22/26 Visiting Wealthy People

I am with another woman. We go visit these wealthy people at their house. The wife has long, blond hair. We don’t see them when we go and visit, except I see the wife through glass doors, across the house sitting perfectly still, looking straight ahead. I wave at her and there is no response. The couple has two young boys, but we do not see them either.

The maid is an older woman in her 60’s. She is overweight and very kind. She drives my friend and I home. I have to climb around her in the seat to get out. It is awkward. We have visited these wealthy people more than once. My friend and I are younger.

Working With Clay

(Wednesday, March 25, 2026) first quarter moon Cancer

I am working on two huge wall-sculptures made of clay. I need to climb a ladder to work on the one above a fireplace, inside of a small room with tall, white wooden walls. This brown clay sculpture is a maned lion’s head, actual size, visually roaring at me. The piece is nearly done. I tweak it a bit with my fingers and add some moisture to the drying clay. I climb down the ladder and move out of the room to the other, lower artwork. It is covered in cloth, probably to help slow the drying process. I remove the fabric, which is dirty with clay on the outer layer. The sculpture under the brown cloth is white. Perhaps I have tinted it with white underglaze. Clean, pure.

Day notes:

I had a wonderful visit with my parents yesterday. They were both loving and conversational. I learned a lot about what has been going on in their lives and my siblings’ lives. They say they are ready to work on selling their Cambridge house, so they are starting to give away furniture and artwork. I brought home a stone sculpture I have loved for years of a wild cat (lion?) circled by a snake. My father found it in Mexico City, I think.

I am still assuming the illustrations I need to create for my book will be partially made of clay. This dream seems to confirm that idea will succeed, but it will be hard work!

The brown and white colors stand out in this dream. Earth. Clouds.

3/21/26 I Decide to Not go to California

I am a young adult. I am with three others: two guys and one girl. We are in Australia. We are staying at the girl’s parents’ house. Her mother is Asian. There is a small dog and cat playing with a stuffed animal.

I stay in the house and the other three young adults walk to a store. I write a check and ask one of the guys to cash it at the store. I write on the check that I am a friend of the family. The store is a small, neighborhood store.

When they come back to the house I find out that one of the guys was caught in a lie at the store. He said he was from California. The owner of the store does not believe him. He asks him some questions like what is the price of milk and other items. The guy is telling me the story. He is a braggart.

We then all go to church with the parents. When the service is over, everyone starts to leave. I know that Ted Middleton is in the church, though I do not see him. The two guys and girl get into the car. They are going to drive to California. I decide not to go. I start walking back to the church. I do not know what I am going to do.

Feeling: comfortable with my decision. A bit nervous about the future.

Incubation: What is one thing that will help me own my power in a healthy way for the benefit of myself and others?

Daynotes: Paul and I are working on a mesquite backboard for our bed. I got upset on how it is turning out. The black resin and turquoise is not what I imagined. Then Paul got into wanting to have it done right away and that triggered me. I had a cry and listened to an “acceptance” meditation. I have some perfectionism and want to do it right. Paul is more half ass about it. It hasn’t felt like we are playing together!

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