(Monday, Martin Luther King Day, 2021) waxing crescent moon in Aries / tarot Hanged Man
I’m lying inside a rocking boat. Hundreds of other boats full of people are mid-ocean, falsely enjoying the dramatic waves of a hurricane gaining power. I am surprised by their ignorance, or lack of concern, of the coming danger. I sense their party moods and wild physical presence but since my boat is roped to a small dock, I gratefully step out onto the wooden planks and walk to the shore.
I enter the shopping district of a small, northern town. A handsome, famous actor that I don’t quite recognize is a cashier. He has affection and commitment to protect me. I sadly tell him I can no longer access my savings account, worth thousands of dollars. He makes an easy software adjustment and my money fully, visibly returns to my bank app. I am overwhelmingly relieved. A blessing. Is he a spirit guide?
Day notes:
When I was lying in bed this morning, remembering this dream, a dream I had had over 30 years ago appeared very clearly. Popped into my mind. It was a vivid dream of an underground parking ramp, which I think had been a recurring theme back then. I wondered why it returned now, and so perfectly.
I got the year-end statement for my work 401K today and it was much more than I expected. In fact, it was the amount they had been projecting for my retirement, still three years to come. Of course, there are plenty of predictions of a market crash on its way.