Yantra, Cindy Lou and Metamorphosis Dream

I’m posting two dreams, because they seem like what I call Big Dreams — not just personal messages. I’ve spent the morning looking for and inquiring about the symbol that appeared, and no one knows what it is. David says he feels like he’s seen it somewhere before, but it’s not any of the more usual yantras.

1/16/2021
“Yantra, Cindy Lou, and Metamorphosis”

Awoke in the middle of the night with a sudden, shocking realization that something had just been done under cover of night. It seemed like a big, consequential thing for the US, but I don’t know what it was. It felt shocking, unbelievable — not good or bad, per se, but an event that triggers the rest of history.

No idea what time it was. I was on the BioMat but awoke quite suddenly with this shocked knowing. When I got up later it was almost 4 a.m., but it might have been 2:30 or so when I had the realization. I fell back asleep for awhile.

(Later)

I dreamt of a distinctive symbol, a kind of square (diamond) mandala:

It was vivid and dramatic, floating in the sky. It was a square diamond (point as the base and top) with three additional square diamonds inside it as the center (so a total of four concentric square diamonds as the center). Then four more of these exact same concentric diamonds intertwined in each of the corners.]

This symbol was brown and white, I think, very large, floating in the sky. It kept appearing as a large sign.

Then I was in a town home, and the next-door neighbors had a little girl who looked like Cindy Lou Who from the Grinch Who Stole Christmas. She kept crawling over to our town home and giving me little things, presumably from her mom, but after awhile I thought maybe not. Maybe just from herself. She was too young to talk except in little gurgles and Whoville sounds, but I could communicate with her telepathically.

She came over because she was an old soul in this little baby/toddler body and I was the only one she could have a real conversation with. Everyone else talked baby talk to her. Even though that’s all she could talk with her mouth, she could fully converse telepathically. Kind of reminded me of Iris, but it wasn’t Iris.

I was doing an email session for ___. It was a 25-minute session of an hour or 35 minutes. There was some ongoing mix-up of 25 or 35. I would need to do the balance but I couldn’t figure out what that was. At one point, ____ was in the townhome with me, on the upper floor, which had a balcony to see below. Cindy Lou Who child crawled in and I was telling _____ how adorable she was: “Just look and listen. Oh, my goodness, she’s so adorable, but also smart.”

Something about selecting off-white silk long underwear among three styles, which Cindy Lou Who brought over. I ended up going for the luxury one because the others just weren’t right. I tried to convince myself otherwise, but it needed to be the best one.

Then I was with someone and unsure of gender of me or the other person. We were getting ready to fly and there was an opportunity for consummation above this town home courtyard. I was unsure about this so the person suggested we fly over a park.

I checked my skin status. I was like a small sweet potato with a crispy skin from roasting, but when I peeled that away a bit I could see and feel a new, fresh, moist sweet potato skin beneath.

I agreed to fly over the park and said maybe we’ll even consummate there, because I feel ready now, just not here. The other person was also a sweet potato and agreed. Somehow, bigger wings would grow from this crispy old skin.

END of dream journal.

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I edited out the name of the client for privacy, but in Japanese her name means “pure,” “flower,” “lotus, or water lily.” That seems significant.

Cindy Lou Who is the tiny child who catches the Grinch in The Grinch Who Stole Christmas:

In the original book and the animated adaptation, Cindy Lou Who gets out of bed to go get a drink of water when she finds the Grinch, disguised as Santa Claus, stuffing her family’s christmas tree up the chimney.

Mistaking him for Santa, she innocently asks him why he’s taking the tree. The Grinch, sensing innocence in the young girl, covers up his theft by fibbing to her, saying that there is a broken light on the tree and that he was taking it to his workshop to fix the problem and then return it on Christmas Day when she wakes up.

Then, the Grinch gets her drink and sends her back to bed, showing the only legitimate kindness that he has in his tiny heart.

Notably, though this is her only real scene in the original book, Cindy Lou gets a bit more screen time in the animated adaptation such as in the opening songs and at the end as the Grinch celebrates with the Whos. (You can find more Cindy Lou Who trivia at https://hero.fandom.com/wiki/Cindy_Lou_Who .

To me, the end of the dream felt like the alchemical idea of “coniunctio.”

Jung borrowed the term coniunctio from the medieval alchemists, because he believed they were picturing the same individuation process Jung was outlining in his work. Jung understood that the alchemists literalized and externalized the inner opus, which he took to be a spiritual and psychological reality.

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The mystery of the coniunctio is that it is the joining of two into one, a holy marriage. According to Jung, “The coniunctio is an a priori image that occupies a prominent place in the history of man’s mental development. If we trace this idea back we find it has two sources in alchemy, one Christian, the other pagan. The Christian source is unmistakably the doctrine of Christ and the Church, sponsus and sponsa, where Christ takes the role of Sol and the Church that of Luna. The pagan source is on the one hand the hieros-gamos, on the other the marital union of the mystic with God. “The Psychology of the Transference,” (Jung, CW 16, pa. 355.)

We see then, that the coniunctio is not a physical union but rather a mental, internal state of being, a union of opposites, and in particular, the union of the conscious and unconscious. Jung described “a gradual transformation of the archetype into a psychological process which, in theory, we can call a combination of conscious and unconscious processes. (Carl Jung, CW 9i, para. 295, emphasis added)

Both Jung and the alchemists used images of the hermaphrodite to illustrate the coniunctio.

A passage from the Gospel of Thomas in the Nag Hammadi Library reads:

Jesus said to them, “When you make the two one, and when you make the inside like the outside and the outside like the inside, and the above like the below, and when you make the male and the female one and the same, so that the male not be male nor the female female.” Further discussion at https://www.kayegersch.com/the-coniunctio.

The other person and I weren’t human. We were like winged sweet potatoes! Our crispy skin peeling away became translucent wings. According to http://DreamAboutMeaning.com:

Dream about seeing sweet potatoes is a symbol for faith, hope and charity. You put forth a tough image, but are sensitive on the inside. You are feeling restricted in some area of your life. Your dream signals power, strength, virility and masculine attitudes. You are withdrawn.

Seeing sweet potatoes [in a] dream signals your desire for love and happiness over wealth and fortune. It is the core to some idea or piece of knowledge. You are hoarding something. This expresses warmth and your need for a better sense of security. There is a force that is drawing you toward a certain direction, thinking or habit. More here.

I can see personal implications of these dreams, but they do feel broader than just me. I would love someone to point me in the direction of the yantra. It was SO vivid in the dream! I know Jung considered the number four a sign of completion and a marker of the Self. This symbol emphasized several layers of four’s:

four-sided diamond/square

four concentric diamonds inside the diamond

four diamonds made of four concentric diamonds surrounding the center concentric diamond

It reminds me of the Four Elements and the “quintessence,” an idea I also explored in my 2009 novel, Schizandra and the Gates of Mu. I’ve not thought of that idea in recent times, though. The numbers four, five, 20 (4 x 5), 25 and 35 all seem emphasized in the dream, as well as two becoming one.

I have no idea what the shocking, monumental event was in the dark of night. It felt like a “move and countermove” scenario — like one movement now necessitated this next step. I just don’t know what the step was. The appearance of Cindy Lou Who in the later dream might indicate that something selfish, terrible and shocking was caught and shifted into a heart-softening for the greater good. I don’t know! I decided to share the dreams in case anyone knows what that symbol is, or if you have other ideas about the dream(s).

These arrived in context of ongoing dreams of four’s, alchemy, shedding skin and transformation. To me, the dreams feel positive, empowering and reassuring.

Alternate Realities Dream

I had the following dream the morning of January 8. I’ve edited it slightly for posting, along with commentary I wrote after recording the dream. I’m sharing here because this morning’s dream also indicated the option of alternate realities. Much is vying for our attention right now. Choose wisely. Some options are fertile, magical and majestic.

Also, this dream write-up references a new portal door. I have the “door” and much of the design but haven’t started painting yet. Soon. 🙂

1/8/2021
“Tree in the Garage”

I was on the outside of a sidewalk that led to a porch, with a detached garage to the right (as I looked out from sitting on the porch). This was kind of a run down area, and there was a woman sitting on the sidewalk next to me, plus a couple other women who came and went throughout the dream. There was a small cage to the left, and inside the cage some run down plant pots with dead plants.

We were cleaning the area up and possibly were going to replant the garden, which was just these run down pots on the sidewalk. At some point, I noticed how grubby the sidewalks were, and the woman and one other woman started mopping them with bleach. This relieved me that they would get clean and I didn’t need to do it, but I worried about the bleach so close to a would be garden.

There was a tree that had grown inside the garage and then busted out the side window. It seemed dead, and I kept looking in the window, trying to figure this out. The garage had a dirt floor and a bunch of dead leaves in the middle of it where there used to be cement. The tree’s roots had busted up the cement. I was trying to figure out how a tree had grown inside the garage — for so long, too. Its trunk was about 3 1/2 feet wide at least.

It was hollowed out at the bottom, and at one point I said, “Wait! Is that?! Oh, never mind.”

I thought I saw an animal living in the hollowed out trunk, but it was two apples, upside down, with very thick wooden stems sticking out like legs. The wood was kind of like acorn tops, but if the acorns were the size of apples. I realized this was even stranger.

Then I looked more at the busted out window and tried to tell if the tree was really dead, or if it just didn’t have leaves yet. I never got that answer, and I wondered how and why someone let it grow in the garage for so long. How had it gotten there in the first place, and why did no one notice it until it was like a massive oak tree that somehow grew apples from its base?

There was another part about a very large purple-blue door that floated. I was very excited about something behind this door. It had wooden slats so maybe connected with my new Star Card Portal (Star Portal), but it was just a floating door. This had something to do with my old childhood home on Forrest Ave. I was talking with my mom in that house, going through a closet (I think) and saying I needed to trade in old clothes. I’m a little fuzzy on this part but I remember talking with my mom in the main living room with all its big windows. She was her age from when we lived in that house — which is now younger than me, but she was still my mom even though I was my age now.

I was really excited about whatever was behind the door. It would give me a lot of opportunities. … I told my mom specific, detailed concerns. …

All this time I was talking with my mom about limitations, I was aware of the floating purple-blue door, and that somehow this door, when it opened, would shift everything. That I was looking at the caged, dumpy pots when there was this impossibly large oak tree that had grown in the dark in a garage and busted through the window and kept growing. I realized the oak did have leaves, and it was alive.

END of dream journal.

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I recognized a personal message for me in the dream, but it also feels like there’s a bigger collective meaning to this.

The oak tree growing in the dark and busting through the garage seems like the US Pluto Return, which we’re already in but it will get more and more exact over the next couple years. Pluto has the destructive force — the busted cement and window — and yet it’s a huge life force. The oak tree was much stronger and more natural than the manmade garage. Much more impressive than these little pots filled with dead plants, all caged on the dirty sidewalk. The oak tree didn’t look alive, but oak trees get their leaves later than most other trees.

I just realized that the oak tree in my dream was giving birth. That’s what it looked like — two legs coming out of the hollow bottom.

December 29 Full Moon in Cancer

I need to finish the January 2021 Forecast and North Node Horoscopes, so I’m just re-sharing what I wrote about this Full Moon as part of the December 2020 Forecast. This Full Moon occurs right on my South Node, with the Sun on my North Node, so it’s hitting me in very personal ways. I had a powerful (and weird!) dream this morning, which I’ll share, too, as the symbols seem collective, not just personal.

Here’s what I shared in late November:

December 2020 echoes January 2020 because on Winter Solstice — the longest night of the year in the Northern Hemisphere, and the day the Sun moves into Capricorn — Jupiter and Saturn come together at 0 degrees Aquarius. Then, a little over a week later on the 29th, we have a rare second Full Moon in Cancer this year. In layman’s terms, this is like a Blue Moon on steroids.

Without getting too technical, the Jupiter-Saturn Conjunction on December 21 ushers in a new Age of Air after a 200-year Age of Earth. We’re talking about a seismic energy shift for the collective. This second Full Moon in Cancer occurs with very precise links to the collective North Node destiny point and Jupiter’s positions during the first Full Moon in Cancer. You can think of this as the dramatic bold print and highlighter of emotions. Feelings that flickered through and were repressed (eclipsed) during the January 10 Full Moon Lunar Eclipse will be undeniable on and after December 29.

History will continue unpacking 2020 for a long time to come — especially the ways it affected our personal, private, home lives vs. authority, leaders and traditional structures.

And here’s this morning’s dream, as recorded in my dream journal and then typed up with more insights:

12/29/2020
“Birth, Shoes, Deletion, Alien”

“Staring at the barrel of a gun.” “Marjorie Taylor Green.” The gun had a four-inch barrel filled with light. It was actually a birth canal, and birth was imminent.

Needed to go to the store and tried to pack up three pairs of shoes in my square shaped purse so I would have them in case I needed them at the store. One pair was sandals, just like a gold thong attached to a flat sole. The others were little house sneakers — one pair black, the other striped like a rainbow. I had never worn either pair outside the house before. I wasn’t sure why I needed to pack three pairs of shoes in order to go to the store, but I felt I did.

When I got to the store, I was on a large computer and monitor. I accidentally, permanently deleted what I thought were essential files to run the computer. I was worried about this. They were in a pink box at the bottom of the screen, and I deleted these files twice — once in trash and then permanently. I didn’t think the computer could run without them and searched for someone who could get them back. But when they checked, everything was working fine without these files. I thought a video application wasn’t working, but there was a different way to access it.

Then I was observing a “small Asian woman lying on her stomach.” She had an ice pack on her left shoulder and she was naked. Someone removed the ice pack and said she had been stung by a bee. She rolled over, back facing me, and it was her right shoulder that had the “sting.” It was hugely swollen and discolored like a bruise.

I looked closer, and this was not a bee sting. Also the body wasn’t human. It was humanoid but the skin tone was wrong. The style of bruising also not normal human ways of bruising. I realized when I woke up that it was some kind of ET, maybe a Grey alien that they tried to pass off as an Asian woman. There was no butt crack and no genitalia. It looked like an alien in a lab. Unclear why they were icing the left shoulder rather than the right shoulder because the right was the swollen one — shoulder blades lump. Maybe the left went down in size and the damage moved to the right. Not sure.

Look up name meaning for “Marjorie Taylor Green.” I think this is also a politician, but seems like dream meaning because it was describing what was being birthed from the light “gun,” which was really a birth canal. Birth imminent.

If the shoe fits? Three different pairs of shoes in a square purse, plus presumably shoes I was wearing. Four pairs.

Permanently deleted files did not damage computer operation.

Alien body. Not sure why that showed up.

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Bible flip calendar verse this morning: “Thanks be to God for his unspeakable gift.” 2 Corinthians 9:15

Marjorie = Scottish name meaning “pearl”

Taylor = “cutter of the cloth; alterer of garments”

Green = the color green

I just looked up the politician, and last name is spelled Greene. In the dream, it was just a voiceover about the birth canal. I looked up Bible verses about “tailor,” and this came up:

“No one sews a patch of unshrunk cloth on an old garment; otherwise the patch pulls away from it, the new from the old, and a worse tear results.” Mark 2:21 (it’s also in Matthew 9:16).

There are other verses about sewing but given the imminent birth and permanent deletion details, this verse feels relevant. I’m reminded of Jung’s fascination with the number four — that it symbolizes completion. Any dream with four in it suggests integration of the Self, so a dream with a square purse and four pairs of shoes seems relevant. Also gold, black and rainbow shoes in the purse feel like very symbolic details. I don’t know what color shoes I had on, but I wasn’t barefoot in the dream.

The alien’s skin was kind of translucent, and the bruising was yellow and dark blue. The blue parts looked a little like lightning bolts happening in a slightly yellow sky. You could see blood vessels through the skin, but they weren’t like normal human blood vessel patterns. The alien had a short black haired bob, which might have been a wig. I only saw the back from the left side and then a full back view when the alien rolled on her side. The right shoulder looked gruesome, but there was no sense of urgency in the dream.

I keep thinking of a poem I found last night, but I don’t feel like getting off the BioMat to get it from the file cabinet. It’s about a pearl in the bottom of the sea. I think I might have included the poem in Schizandra, too. Ugh … getting it now:

THE JOURNEY

In the bottom of the bottom of the sea,
There lies an opening. I dove into
That narrow grave and found a cave of
Bubbling light.

Within the cave an oyster shell, within
The shell a pearl — the pearl too big to take
Away, and yet too beautiful by far
To leave behind.

And so, I dove inside of it — myself
Then not-myself: ten trillion particles
Of smiling sand beneath uneasy sea.
We wait here knowingly — a womblike gleam
Beyond our pearl.

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Happy Full Moon in Cancer!

More Office Activations

I shared some recent threshold activations, but magical synchronicities continue to highlight my office after key dreams and visions.

Short excerpt from my 11/22/2020 dream journal:

A dead, stuffed lynx came to life and approached me at the table. I was ecstatic about this lynx. It completely delighted and enchanted me. I was petting it, rubbing its belly like a dog, then petting it more. … The more I pet and rubbed the lynx, the more it came alive. At first it was kind of stiff because it was dead and stuffed, but it was becoming more and more lynx-like. Flexible, strong, magical.

The lynx was part of a longer dream involving major soul contract work. “There was a waiting period, but I didn’t care about that because I was having so much fun with this lynx.” Its presence thrilled me so much that the dream lifted me all day. The following morning, I walked into my office to see this spontaneous highlight:

Laura Daligan’s Goddess Freya with two lynxes

This painting by Laura Daligan sits behind my desk and some ivy. I bought it years ago and hadn’t given it a close look in months. Traditionally, the Goddess Freya has two blue cats, as I depicted her in my Freya and Frigga portal door. Laura Daligan opted for two lynxes, but I had totally forgotten that. To walk into my office first thing in the morning and see the lynxes highlighted the day after my lynx dream was … wow … another synchronous whammy. I have never seen this painting highlighted before or since.

My favorite Animal Spirits website is back online, so I looked up lynx:

Lynx’s Wisdom Includes:

• Keenness of sight
• Divination
• Developing psychic senses
• Keeper of all secrets and mysteries
• Movement through time and space

These are realms I embrace, so I took the lynx dream and synchronous highlight as confirmation of the soul contract work initiated in the dream.

Yesterday afternoon, I happened to catch this crystal activation right after my lunch break:

 

These are untouched photos. I really could see with my naked eyes the light looking like angel wings in the bottom photo.

As with the Freya-lynx highlight and the Hermit Portal Activation, this crystal activation occurred after a powerful dream about a formalized agreement. In the dream, I held up my right hand and said, “I do solemnly swear I will not worry about this anymore.”

After recording the dream, I did morning yoga, and as I lay in Savasana, I heard in my head: “The Lord will perfect that which concerns me.” Thinking this was a Bible verse, I looked it up when I got off the mat:

The Lord will perfect that which concerns me;
Your mercy, O Lord, endures forever;
Do not forsake the works of Your hands.

~Psalm 108:8

Seeing those glowing crystal angel wings after my dream ceremony and yoga message seemed to say, “Yes, confirmed. Despite outward appearances in this crazy world, all is well. Trust.”

Everything reveals itself as perfectly aligned when we pay less attention to time, and more attention to timing. I’ll leave you with a little jingle that came to me years ago in a dream, still one of my favorites: “In perfect love and perfect trust, perfect timing is a must.”

Love and blessings!

Scenes from Sunday and Signs of a New Earth

I haven’t mentioned them in awhile, but my longstanding “life in death” dreams continue, with lots of waking life bleedthrough. I described some of these dreams in the Precognitive Blues series, and also mentioned them in a post called “Ringing in a New Decade and a New Earth,” alluding to my powerful experience in The Womb exhibit at Meijer Sculpture Gardens, which began a spontaneous ritual initiation for me on the Eve of Winter Solstice 2019.

On Sunday, David and I went to Lake Michigan for our fourth time out of the past five weekends — a welcome recharge of walking along the edge of and in the water, as well as sitting on an eroding sand dune of eerily upturned trees. The exposed roots form a kind of Otherworldly forest of open tunnels and hilly sand passages to get there. We like this area, because it’s quiet and somewhat secluded, with shade for fair skinned me. Here was our view to the left this past Sunday:

On the way there, we stopped at Geoscape Rock Shop in Paw Paw, MI. David had seen a sign for it while out there for work one day. The outside of the shop features huge chunks of unusual landscaping rocks like sodalite, lepidolite, Mookaite (aka Australian jasper), lavender rose quartz, and more standard selections. Inside, they offered a large and varied collection of unusual items, including the Zebra Onyx Crystal Skull, pictured below.

This jumped out at me because of the zebra and owl dream I described in the post Owls, Dragons and Zebra Elephants: when dreams spill into “real” life. To the right of these skulls, was a statue of two owls, which again echoed the two owls I was drawing at the end of that same dream:

Owls, Dragons and Zebra Elephants: when dreams spill into “real” life

Yesterday, we took a lovely morning walk along the shores of Lake Michigan in Van Buren State Park, which we had not visited since March 2018:

It always feels so good to get in or near a large body of water, especially since I continue having disconcerting, yet encouraging dreams. Yesterday was no exception.

What’s weird is that the entire day ended up echoing a series of three dreams I had on 6/26/2020. One of those dreams featured a professor from Africa — a world renowned owl expert — and her daughter living in an apartment with cheerful pink bedspreads and a massive amount of zebras. When David and I saw this mural with the hot pink background, he wanted to take a photo since I kind of looked like I could be on safari anyway:

Who knew the rare zebra elephant roamed so close to Lake Michigan?

I immediately flashed on my dream with the pink bedspreads and all the dramatic zebras, but I didn’t realize until later in the day how much 6/26/2020 dream bleedthrough the day had already been bringing.

Divine Doorway and Portal Quotes

Every time I paint a portal “door,” even commissioned pieces, it involves a lot of internal processing and Dreamwork. This Lady Justice Portal is no different in that regard. Both the person I’m creating it for and I have been deeply focused and receiving all sorts of guidance.

Today, I received a sense that true Justice looks at all the angles, considers all the information on all different levels, including history. I suddenly got an “instruction” to write up all the quotes from my prior portals, in order, and post them on the blog. “Read the larger message opening through these doors.”

Keep in mind, I’ve painted these portals across more than a decade of linear time. Most came through dreams, intuition and visions, sometimes with years between each portal. Even so, the quotes read like some kind of cosmic instruction manual, building on the prior message even if I didn’t realize it at the time. It’s also curious to find all these sky and star references, because for many years, I had no idea I was encoding so much astrology into the doors.

Here are the quotes, in order:

1. “There are things known and things unknown and in between are the doors.” –Jim Morrison

2. “Follow your bliss and the universe will open doors where there were only walls.” – Joseph Campbell

3. “Wherever you are is the entry point.” – Kabir

4. “Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity …” – Kahlil Gibran

5. “The sky, the sky beyond the door is blue.” – Ryan Stiles

6. “There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.” -Graham Greene

7. “Between God and the soul, there is no between.” – Julian of Norwich

8. “Happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn’t know you left open.” – John Barrymore

9. “Remember, my friend, you must go down the road to know, it is as above and so below.” (Shawn Blackwolf)

10. “There are two mistakes one can make on the road to truth … not going all the way and not starting.”–Buddha

11. “A sky as pure as water bathed the stars and brought them out.” – Antoine de Saint-Exupery

12. “You’ll see the sky is open now.” – Donna DeLory

13. “Let my heart open the door to your heart as wide as the world.”  (Krishna Das)

14. “And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.” – Kahlil Gibran

15. The entire 18 Armanen Rune sequence.

16. “Not all who wander are lost.” – J.R.R. Tolkien

17. “Love says, ‘There is a way. I have traveled it thousands of times.'” – Rumi

18. “Sometimes you don’t know when you’re taking the first step through a door until you’re already inside.” Ann Voskamp

19. “Take a small step in the direction of a dream, and watch the synchronous doors flying open.” – Julia Cameron

20. “Be an opener of doors.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

21. “If you open the door of wisdom, all other doors will be opened.” – Mehmet Murat ildan

22. (in process now) “The universe and the light of the stars come through me.”  – Rumi

Time Dreams and a Podcast

I wanted to bring attention to Ann Kreilkamp’s ARKCroneCast Updates, her new podcast available to Patreon subscribers. The subscription levels are only $5, $10 or $20 per month, well worth it, imho. Ann brings over 40 years as an astrologer, plus 77 years of extraordinary living. I especially enjoyed her latest, Number 11, called “Trust.” She discusses this theme in context of Saturn and Pluto types of trust, and I found it perfectly synchronized with this morning’s dreams.

I left those dreams as a comment on her site, but I’ll share them here, too. I highly recommend this podcast to anyone feeling a huge disparity between right and left brain messages. I know many people keep receiving vivid dreams and visions that seem so real, yet so unrelated to current life circumstances. Ann’s podcast shares different levels of trust, and why this theme seems so “up” right now for so many. (Hint: Saturn and Pluto, though not exactly conjunct, remain super close in Capricorn.)

Anyway, here’s my comment, and here’s the link to CroneCast 11:

Great podcast!

Synchronously, before listening to this, two dreams this morning featured “Time” as a topic, including a wall of dozens of circular clocks, all synchronized, all being kept warm by a “hot plate wall” behind them. The message was one I keep getting, “high vibe and filled with life force energy,” a theme that keeps showing up in dreams about death, mud or dusty wreaths filled with seeds. This particular dream implied that we could “eat Time” and that this time banquet was being prepared and kept warm by amazing cosmic time chefs who knew exactly when and how to serve the right moments as a feast.

In the prior dream, I was in a clothing store, second story, somewhere in Idaho. The female clerk told me that in order to find what I wanted, I needed to cross the street. I went downstairs and began to cross the street, which turned into an intimidatingly wide street.

I crossed at a crosswalk, but the light went through several cycles as I made my way across the street. I was wearing high heeled, intricately carved wooden shoes, which I realized I could not continue to walk in. I took them off, and my bare feet couldn’t continue walking on this road, either. I was already in the middle of the road with cars on both sides. I dropped to my knees, kneeling, and “walking” on my knees across the street.

I worried that no one could see me so low to the ground, that I would get run over. Then I realized that none of the drivers of the cars seemed to notice the lights had changed. Time had either slowed down or stopped for them while I made my way — safely — across the street. When I arrived at the other store, traffic resumed. The store had exactly what I wanted, even though I didn’t know I was looking for it. I left wearing the new clothes.

I love your mantra at the end: “Let the tide carry me, whether it goes in or out.” I think I’ll adopt that one, too. So many Plutonian dreams this past few months! My goodness, it’s Pluto central … with Saturn thrown in trying to stop the tide. 🙂 Thank you.

A Scarab Dream, Leap Year, and Synchronous Bugs

My dreams continue their heightened symbols and messages. Last night I awoke from one with the phrase “Venus Square Pluto” in my head. I assumed it meant something from a natal chart, synastry or transit, but I got up and did as I always do when I awake with a particular phrase. I ran an online search and opened the first link. Almost every time I do that, the first link features key information that answers a question or underscores an earlier message.

In this case, the first link said, “Venus Square Pluto February 28, 2020.” I’ve had a number of recent dreams and synchronicities around “leap,” “Leap Year Day” and February 29, 2020. Having a phrase link to a date within 24 hours of that timeframe jumped out at me as a major synchronicity.

I fell back asleep and dreamed a convoluted, highly coded dream that featured symbols specific to me and possibly related to the first dream’s date. At the very end of that dream, a huge scarab beetle superimposed itself onto my dream “screen.” It looked like a movie where the camera zooms in on just one image for effect. Knowing that Carl Jung coined the phrase “synchronicity” after the appearance of a scarab beetle that echoed the scarab jewelry in a client’s just-described dream, this scarab beetle zoom seemed like an announcement: “Pay attention! Synchronicity is in effect.”

I wrote up both dreams in my dream journal and then continued to ponder implications in my regular journal. When I began journaling, I noticed a stinkbug creeping along the line between wall and ceiling. Michigan has a stinkbug infestation, and we get stinkbugs in our house sometimes. They like to come in through our fireplace. When they get low enough, I catch them with a plastic cup and piece of manila folder, then send them flying outside. They’re annoying, but harmless, just creeping along.

At one point, I listed several questions in my journal, kind of asking for confirmation of my interpretation. Just at that moment, the stinkbug dropped to the ground. I thought, “Mr. Stinkbug, you’ve made this rather easy,” and caught him in the cup. He didn’t move at all, and I thought he might have dropped dead at that very moment. I threw him outside. Instead of flying away, he plopped on his back in the snow.

Odd. Stinkbugs and scarabs are both types of beetles.

I continued journaling, then looked up various symbols in my dream. At some point, I thought to reblog a post today, not knowing which one. I typed in “leap year” and the following post came up: “Happy (Quantum) Leap Year!” I originally blogged it on February 29, 2012 and reblogged it on February 5, 2014. That means I can’t reblog it again, but when I reread the post, it seemed oddly related to today’s dreams and sync’s. More bugs — in this case bees, an infinity symbol, Runes, as well as more death and life imagery. My dreams, visions and synchronicities continue to feature a theme of Life in Death — a theme that seems highly charged and related to the ongoing close conjunction of Saturn and Pluto. I had completely forgotten about this potent dream. Here’s the original post from Leap Year Day 2012:

Happy Quantum Leap Year!

I awoke this morning from a dream in which I identified the Hagalaz Rune to a former college professor of mine. He had begun to show me his latest research, found in a rare book with an ornate Hagalaz on the left page and a “picture” of an infinity sign made of bees on the other side. I put picture in quotes, because the bees buzzed around, keeping the infinity sign in living, breathing motion. “That’s Hagalaz!” I said to the professor, “Do you know what that means?!” I stared, transfixed by the bees, watching how their energy engaged the Rune, making it, too, seem to dance upon the page.

Dreams, Signs and Syncs, Plus … Astrobutterfly ~ The Astrology of 2020: A New Order

For those interested in a breakdown of the biggest astrological events of 2020, have a look at Astrobutterfly’s latest post, which you can find here.

On a personal note, I have to laugh, because yet again, these major events — especially the planets changing direction and the shift from Earth to Air energy — are hitting exact spots in both my natal and 9th Harmonic Charts. It’s getting uncanny, but at least it may explain why I’ve had such vivid dreams and why my waking life seems like a dream. In an email to my astrology mentor and friend Ann Krielkamp, today I wrote: