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(Tuesday, January 7, 2025) first quarter moon Aries / tarot Moon

A vivid, long dream early this morning:

A group of family members, siblings and a few cousins, are standing outside, near the edge of a walk-out basement (very much like my old Plymouth home). There is a narrow overlap of a room on the first floor, so we are in a slightly dark space. Not much sunlight. We are near my mother, and she is in her most fowl of moods. Angry, aggressive. We all tell her she is like a historical villain (from real life or a book), but I can’t remember the evil name when I wake up.

In fact we move on to the courtroom where she will be tried. It is in the lower level of a building. Three judges enter and begin to seat themselves at the elevated bench. Maybe we are the jury. Maybe we are the attendants. We all raise our hands up and start to whoop. We want our testimony heard!

Then the dream shifts to an upper story. I am sharing a bedroom with my cousins from Winona. They are about to begin acting a play or playing a game, but I grab my clothes and pack them into my suitcase. I am preparing for a journey in an airplane.

The dream shifts again. Now I am standing on a tiny, rocky bit of land between two ocean inlets. I look forward and see a very interesting trail just a few inches below the water. It is made of complicated, rhythmic roots that are about three or four feet wide. Beautiful. A coral reef made of wood? Suddenly I see granddaughter Oona and a group of her young friends stride quickly along the roots. They are strong and balanced, but I panic. I make them turn around and head back to dry land. I explain how the tide could rise and push them into the deep sea.

(Thursday, January 2, 2025: New Year Dream) moon waxing crescent Aquarius / tarot High Priestess

The dream takes place in a large environment that feels square. Many acres. The land and buildings are filled with people of high-level intelligence and advanced university degrees.

In the beginning, within the dream, I “wake up” and have a strong sensation of stimulus in my brain. Stronger memory. I sit up and “head out” on a walk. I have periodic interactions with Cullan and Hillary and others. Everyone is much younger than I am. Cullan’s thick, dark, wavy hair is noticeable to me. It matches the color of the energy in my awakened brain.

There is a tiny cabin-shaped building that I own. It has metal outer walls, like prefab homes some architects design. I enter the door because I need to pee. The toilet space is separate from the bathroom, as they are in Europe. It is so small I can barely fit in. When I finish, I look at how pleasant and spacious the room with the sink and shower is, and I think about a remodel to add the miniscule toilet. Then I move outdoors.

Throughout the dream I sleep and dream and reawaken. I am getting ready for a journey with Cullan, but I fall into a ditch that is about ten or twelve feet long, three or four feet wide and maybe five feet deep. Black earth. I lift my right leg up to the top. Cullan grabs my hands and pulls me out.

Day notes:

The square acres feel like Mayo Clinic because of the highly intelligent population (doctors and nurses and researchers). If I am accepted to the phase 1 medical trial, Cullan will need to go with me to Rochester a couple of times.

I went to my new acupuncture doctor on Tuesday. He understood my diagnosis and said treatment is slow and difficult. The WHO (World Health Organization) recognizes that acupuncture treats memory loss. He says brain function is related to kidney energy. Kidney equals pee in the dream? When he put the needles in my lower legs, the area that treats kidney energy, I yelled and kicked up my left foot. I felt a powerful wave of electrical energy in my left leg. That is supposed to mean acupuncture is working. It is out of my budget to afford so much needle-work, but I believe I need to give it a try.