2/8/26 Frantic to Save two Male College Aged Students from the Fire

I am with a group of people. (5 or 6 of us) Two of them are male, colleged aged students. The male leader is BAD. I am with a person who is good like me. We are in a small house. We have to get rid of evidence. So, the leader starts the house on fire. The two college students are down the basement sleeping. I was downstairs with them earlier.

The rest of us are now outside. It is night time. I aam frantic, thinking of ways to rescue the two students. Should I break the windows? Can I go back into the dream when I was in the basement and make sure the windows are unlocked? (I am somewhat lucid). The leader doesn’t care about them. I wake up in the middle of the night with this dream. It is a nightmare.

I worked this dream with Denise. Here are my notes: I am with others. We are all males. (masculine energy) There is a bad guy, a good guy, some neutrals and two, young men who are just learning about the world. Are these all parts of my masculine energy? There is some “evidence” that has to be destroyed. What did we do wrong and will have to pay for doing? In the basement are two college students who are asleep. Is there something in my unconscious that needs to awaken? The Bad guy starts a fire. Fire is a transformational element. I freak out, worried about the two students in the basement. How can I save them? What does this mean in my life? Am I trying to save an innnocent part of myself? It is a part that is in the process of higher learning. There is a shadow side that doesn’t want this, it seems.

2/4/26 Helping Laura Get Ready for Antartica

Laura is going to Antartica for a mission trip. She is going with a group of people. The people and their trunks of belongings are all on a Semi truck. It starts to leave. Laura runs down the street to stop it. She does not have her things or herself on the Semi.

I go and get her clothes. They are in a pile at the bottom of a closet. I wash the clothes by hand. I wash a pair of pants and throw them out the second story window onto the ground. I wash the rest of the clothes but do not throw them out the window. There are two pairs of athletic, white socks like Paul wears. I wonder if they are Laura’s. I wash them as well. Laura comes. I tell her I washed her clothes and that the pair of pants are on the ground outside. She is grateful.

I worked this dream with my sister. Here is my interpretation. The dream ego is helping Laura. Laura is a person who asks for one “good” conversation a day. (true connection). I identify with this. She is going to Antartica for a mission trip. Antartica is cold, just scientists work there. She has a mission/a goal. I am working on becoming more “warm”/compassionate. (I have not been very warm towards Paul). I am late. Part of me is helping by washing the clothes. They are in a closet. I take them out of the closet. This may refer to me being willing to show my authentic self. Clothes can represent protection as well as individuality. I wash a pair of pants and throw them out the window. I think about the phrase, “Who wears the pants?” Does this have to do with my control issues? I am on the 2nd floor-at a higher level-wiser? The white, men’s socks=white can represent spiritual. Maybe they represent a healthier masculinity. I wash the clothes as a way of purifying myself, becoming more clear on what is important for me to bring into the world. I am grateful.

Creative, Emotional Indoor Contentment With An Outdoor Surprise

(Monday, February 23, 2026) first quarter moon Taurus

I am inside of Chris’ and my stunningly beautiful home, which gives me tremendous gratitude. Overwhelming pleasure. I have created all of the decor. There are dozens and dozens of pieces of furniture, artwork and window treatments. Each bit is simple, yet inspiringly unique.

I am figuring out which seat I want to add to my computer desk, perhaps a Parsons-style black steel chair, or a handmade cane chair. I try them both and choose the steel version. Chris wants to add a chair to my little office spot but I tell him he can connect to the internet at any place in the house. He uses wifi to listen to his music.

I pull the brown cane seat around to different areas and angles, reaching a tidy little corner location that pleases me. I back the chair up to the wall, then head outside.

Our property is large and rural. It is a sunny, blue-sky day. Walking with my black dog, I enjoy the fetching, substantial bushes and flowers I have grown over the years, especially two giant, round bushes next to a garden shed.

Then I walk down a gentle hill, perhaps on the way to a lake. Shocked, I see several empty beer cans laying on the grass. I walk back up the yard and find more. Obviously two drunk men have been hanging out on our land. I am very upset. Are they inside the house? Is there danger? I rush, leaving my dog behind, driving off to get help.

Day notes:

Yesterday we found out our brother-in-law Bob was snowmobiling on Lake Mille Lacs with a friend who has a cabin there. Bob tipped over. He has a collapsed lung, four broken ribs and a slight brain bleed. He was air-lifted from Onamia Hospital to North Memorial. He may come home today or tomorrow. I do wonder if the two were drinking, because Bob is an alcoholic. I am grateful for all of the years he helped me work on both of our houses.

The two fifties-era cane chairs in my house are from my parents’ old Mille Lacs log cabin.

The dream house is similar to my waking-life Queen Anne bungalow, full of room and light. But the house in the dream has much more decor.

I got a phone call from my mother about Bob’s injuries when I was at Urgent Care. Sunday morning at about 4 a.m., I had the same intestinal trauma I had a month ago. Does not seem to be the flu (even though a fever-drench wakes me up) because it only lasts two or three hours. The second time I needed to get to the bathroom, I could not walk. I felt so dizzy and weak that I fainted and fell on the floor, knocking my head. They could not find anything wrong at Urgent Care but pulled up data from 2014 showing the same thing happened at my job. I am supposed to make an appointment with my GP.

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