(Sunday, August 25, 2024) third quarter moon Taurus / tarot Fool
I am slowly, happily meandering with a group of people, probably coworkers. We are outdoors and the scenery is wild, beautiful. It feels like vacation, although we are heading to a large, pleasant building that has the vibe of the very creative, upscaled old offices in downtown Minneapolis. Places I worked at for many years in waking life.
I am carrying some burrito-shaped sweets in my hands for our brunch. My plan is to stop at a grocery to grab enough for all of us, but one of the workers, maybe a manager, asks for my small batch. I hand it over, a little disappointed that he asks too soon. Then I go shopping for more delicious things for us to eat.
There are conversations during the walk which have slipped past my memory.
Day notes:
This dream ended just as I woke up this morning. The details faded fast.
Friday I posted my retirement on LinkedIn. I’ll leave the app open for a while because I like to see what my former coworkers are up to. Staying connected, virtually, at least.
I am in a small, white house. There are two, small bedrooms. In each bedroom is a baby, sleeping. I am to take photos of the babies.
I go outside and see three bad guys. I then go inside and lock the two bedroom doors. Then the bad guys are in the house, in the living room. Paul is with me now. The bad guys ask if I have a diamond ring. I do and give it to them. Paul is in agreement. ( It is the engagement and wedding ring from Paul. I had lost the diamond when we were moving from Maple Grove and have never replaced it. ) Then they see the two cameras on the floor and they take these. They then leave.
The last scene is where I am driving on the freeway. I feel relieved that the babies are safe.
Day Notes: Paul and I were in the cities. We stayed at Rob and Sheila’s. We had lunch with Kelsi, Keenan, Freya and Keenan’s brother, Dalton. Near the end of the visit, I asked to hold Freya. I brought her over to some flowers and talked about the colors and the bees. However, she started to cry. I felt guilty that I did that. I had just read how at her age, she is afraid of strangers. I gave her back to Keenan and said to Kelsi and Keenan that I should have just held her at the table so she could still see them.
Giving away precious things to protect the babies maybe shows how much I care about being the best grandma to Freya.
I worked this dream with Shaney and Kathleen on Friday. Some ideas that came up were that I got triggered on Saturday when Freya freaked out. With Kevin and Antonia I was cut off from Rowan and Markus (as well as them) for really no reason. This could have triggered a fear that Freya would be taken away as well. Also the two babies could represent my inner babies-my innocence, sensitivity. I gave precious things away, but not that part of myself. The parents are not around in this dream. I wonder if “the bad men” show up when I do not feel protected. . The bad guys are at first outside and then inside. To me this means I have internalized them. Paul, in the dream, and the picture, has my back and does not take me giving the diamond ring away, personally. He also realizes protecting the babies is the most important thing. The cameras could be symbols of memory. Or maybe continued memory. My last photos of Rowan and Markus are a few from when they were at my sister, Sheila’s, house. This is sad to me. I loved getting photos of them for my Skylight and the refrigerator
I am with a woman I do not know in waking life. We get in a large RV with lots of other people. It’s a holiday! I get help from others to get up from sleeping on a mat on a floor. I put another pair of socks on and go out in the hall to a bathroom.
Scene: I get up and go outside and see a beautiful horse. It sees me also and jumps its fence and runs to me. I get up on a mound so I can pet it easily. It wants me to ride it, but I am afraid to do so.
Next scene: I am in the kitchen with the horse now. I open a bottle of pop for it.
Next scene: I sit with the others from the RV and tell them about the horse. I am then getting ready to pack up my things.
Day Notes: nothing out of the ordinary. I haven’t had a horse dream in quite awhile. In the past, hoses in my dream mean personal power. I did turn down going with some women from my dream group, tubing down a river. I worried I could not get up from the tube; that my knee/leg was not strong enough. I regret not going. I really like all the women. I told myself that next time, when I get invited, I will go. I did go out to lunch with some of the women on the 14th which was very nice. Being afraid of riding the horse could be speaking to this.
I shared this dream with the Dreamsters. Here are some more thoughts. I guess the strongest hit I got was that I am ready for an adventure. Because of my knee operation and the healing process as well as being protective of Paul because of his memory loss, I have curtailed any adventure. I also do just curtail myself. I think it has to do with control/security. I like putting on another pair of socks representing “cold feet”. Friends waking me up reminds me of the invitation to go tubing and how that got me regretting not accepting the invitation. I do look at the horse as a spirit guide. If I got on the horse and rode him, that brings to mind complete freedom. Lastly, packing up my things, is a good sign that I am ready to go off on an adventure. Paul and I are going to Lake Vermilion on Monday of next week. This will be good for me and us. It will feel like an adventure.
