TheDreamstersUnion

(Sunday, July 8, 2018) moon waning crescent Taurus / tarot Devil, Oppression

I have had a peaceful, restful holiday. My foot is finally feeling better. Lola has been very relaxed and attentive. Two Maids And A Mop cleaned my house. Cullan and Hillary’s wedding is three weeks away.

Last night I decided to listen to the recording I made of the psychic that Bonnie and I saw in Sedona. The main message I heard from Darrell was to accept generous, positive feedback and help from people. Don’t always go it alone. I have been getting beautiful messages from friends recently. I feel I should record some here, so that the support and compliments sink in. Accept!

From Anne, my artist friend in Chicago (we met in 2006 at Santa Fe Clay):

“Your poem is very intriguing. I like that the predator and the ‘victim’ fall together into the uncertain space of the rabbit hole. I think that this dark ambiguity suits your vision very well. The nursery rhyme format is perfect and strong. Your work is compelling. I have always loved it. Will it be for sale? There is a lot to say about your installation.”

“I started writing about your two sides: The gentle, considerate, hyper polite, self effacing woman,
who is at the same time a social, artistic and political rebel and who attends dream conferences. Your dream conferences are extremely intriguing for me. Remember that I come from Descartes land (Provence, France).”

From Bonnie:

“The second dream seems to say how special your sculpture is. Edi is made by a famous sculptor (your animus). And yes, your work is unique — nothing else like it (and not the traditional ‘dream art’ which the second place winner’s style exemplified).”

From me:

I have said for some time that I have never come across another clay artist whose work is similar to mine. That is worth something. Even though surrealism is my favorite form of art, my dreams don’t look like that. They look like the “real” world, not like Salvador Dali. My shamanic, waking visions are surrealistic.

I am still holding the form of my next piece in my heart and my third eye. It will be large. I want it to take a creative leap.

(Saturday, July 7, 2018)

I love this old Talking Heads video. It’s an out-of-body-experience, a vision of the astral body. Just lovely.

Prior to my aunt Mary dream I have a dream that has a similar feeling of expansive, simple space. It takes place in a large hotel/conference center that is nearly empty of people. One room contains a wooden stage with no presenters and no audience. I have been instructed to meet with our ad agency creative team. I wander through a few areas before we find each other. They stand together in the corner of a big room with a high-ceiling, near a door.

We perform the same opening ceremony that Jill Purce uses at her retreats. I turn and face them. I introduce myself and make slow, receptive eye contact with each individual. One at a time. We honor each other.