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(Tuesday, March 25, 2025) waning crescent moon Aquarius / tarot Death

Yesterday I played a Pokéman game with my grandkids while Cullan walked to pick up their dinner from the local Chinese restaurant Xin Wong. We used a “magic” marker that reveals images that are invisible on a page until they are brushed with the felt-tipped pen. The goal of the game was to rub little squares and find as many heart and flame symbols as possible. If the symbol was missed, the number zero or the number one showed up instead. Wyn found fifteen hearts and flames. Oona only found one. She was good at the numbers but Wyn seemed very clairvoyant to me. He could figure out where the hearts and flames were nearly every time. Wyn’s favorite color is green, the hue of the heart chakra. He is usually dressed in different shades of green. Wyn is highly emotional (his sun sign is Cancer).

Last Tuesday I met with Deb O., my astrologer. Again she mentioned Chiron (the wounded healer) in my eighth house. She said I have been clairvoyant in many lifetimes. I don’t feel I am in this incarnation, except in my dreams, which can go forward and backward. My different interpretation (and I am no astrologer) comes up for me from Villoldo’s book. He mentions family pain, ancestry, can literally affect our minds for multiple generations (based on several studies, one on the Holocaust).

(Sunday, March 23, 2025) third quarter moon Capricorn / tarot High Priestess

Chris seemed to be having restless leg early this morning so he woke me up at 3:30 am (turn, turn, turn). I fell back to sleep around 6 for this short dream:

I am upstairs in my former simple bedroom (where the grandkids sleep now). Like other dreams, the atmosphere feels haunted. My anxiety causes me to head down the stairs, to a huge bedroom where Chris sleeps. The room is nearly the size of a house, full of all kinds of antique shelving and pretty wooden furniture. I ask Chris if there is a dresser I can use, and of course there is, because there are many. The bed is spacious with a decorative comforter. There are more details of my exploration of the room, but my main memory is the transition from the attic to the main floor, and sleeping with Chris. Which is my life at the moment, because of Cullan’s divorce.

Day notes:

Often unmanageable pressure between Cullan’s unhappy life and working with the Mayo. My memory feels much worse, but maybe from all the stress. I feel no results from the phase 1 drug study. I am almost done reading Dr. Alberto Villoldo’s new book “Grow A New Brain, How Spirit And Power Plants Can Protect And Upgrade Your Brain.” The best book I have read so far about dementia. He has a few pages about a doctor at the Mayo (James Kirkland) whose research has strongly influenced him. He also mentions that Dr. Stanley Krippner (whom I met at the IASD conferences) was one of his professors many years ago.