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(Tuesday, December 29, 2015) moon: Leo / tarot: Judgement

I am at the dream conference in Virginia Beach. Tallulah, from the IASD, is giving me a tour of my dream/soul house. She walks alongside me, at my left shoulder. The house is two stories, a very long rectangular box with no roof pitch that I can discern. We are on the second story. A straight hall with a wooden floor runs through the center, with rooms on either side.

Everything in the house has been created by hand, with the greatest love and skill. A vibration of the sacred emanates from all of the decorative elements. The furniture is finely carved wood, delicately elegant, in the colonial Federal style. One bedroom has shimmering cobalt blue, magenta and silver walls, like a beautiful oil painting of a moon rise. Another room is carved plaster with pearly white blossoms and a soft, peach-colored background. Tallulah tells me that peach is the state color of Virginia, which I find curious. When I think of peaches, I think of Georgia.

Day notes:

In Japan, the peach blossom symbolizes virginity.

One web definition of virgin: http://dreamstop.com/virgin-dream-symbol/

On the web, the name Tallulah is ascribed conflicting origins, Choctaw or Irish. The Choctaw meaning is leaping water, the Gaelic is fruitful woman. Tallulah Falls is a town in Georgia, homeland of the Choctaw tribe. Philip Seymore Hoffman’s daughter’s name is Tallulah.

I met Tallulah at the first Virginia Beach conference. I was in her morning dream group with Bonnie, Lou and Dr. Larry Burk. Larry Burk has researched and written a book about warning dreams of breast cancer called “Let Magic Happen.” Today my coworker Cyndi told me her breast cancer has spread to her spine, ribs, clavicle and shoulder.

(Thursday, December 31, 2015) moon: waning gibbous Virgo / tarot: ten of blades (image of a circle of friends passing the rattle within a teepee)

Another dream of Walter B from IASD. We have flown in our dream bodies to a sacred Greek island with very high cliffs. A shadowy woman is with us that I don’t quite recognize. Maybe Bonnie, maybe a friend of Walter’s.

The name of the island starts with a “D” (like my name!) but it is not Delphi. I am given the name in the dream, but it fades from my memory.

We travel on foot across the wild, uninhabited island, away from the cliffs, at my request. The cliffs tower hundreds of feet above a turbulent ocean, causing overwhelming vertigo. They magically draw me to their deadly edge, like Sirens in Greek mythology. Walter is unaffected by their call, but it terrifies me.

Walter has a sadness around him that I can sense. Maybe his soulmate, the woman he told Bonnie and me about in Virginia Beach, has left him. Is the shadow woman his lover? Throughout the dream I struggle to see her, to recognize her.

We reach the center of the island and enter a building that descends into a complex network of caves. Along one corridor is a room that holds a structure created from plumbing pipes. A computer screen nests at the top of the pipes. The screen is on and full of images that arise from the caves deep below.

Walter and I receive a message that the island will soon be destroyed by an immense volcanic eruption. I can see the blackened cypress forests in my third eye. My heart aches. We fly away, sadly.

Day notes:

Yesterday morning I drew the ace of swords, which in my deck is an image of the Oracle at Delphi.

Chris and I have been having terrible fights since he returned home from the hospital. My calmness is gone. I have put up with his Bad Patient for 20 years now. He has been extremely cross and negative. That dark energy sucks my bones to brittleness.

There is an uninhabited Greek island near Santorini, the island that was devastated by the volcano that destroyed the Minoan civilization hundreds of years ago. The island, called Delos, is a world sacred site. When I awoke I had a fragment, the word “Devros” in my thoughts. Pretty close to “Delos.” On it stand temples to Isis, Dionysus, Poseidon, Zeus, Hera. It is the birthplace of the twins Apollo and Artemis. There is a ruin called the House of the Dolphins. When the island was still occupied “limited water was exploited with an extensive cistern and aqueduct system, wells, and sanitary drains.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delos

Maybe the shadow woman is Dani Vedros from IASD, working hard to give me a clue about the name of the Greek island. 

Is this a past life dream? Precognition? The oracular center?

Denise is the female, French form of Dionysus.

(Sunday, December 27, 2015) moon: waning gibbous Leo / tarot: Crone of Pentacles reversed

I arrive at a large conference center. Willingly, I have agreed to submit my body to total dismemberment. Every muscle, tendon, bone. And then my body will be (miraculously) reconstructed, created anew. I am relieved and grateful for this process. It has been a long time coming.