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:
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. Continue reading →
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
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.
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:
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. Continue reading →
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: Continue reading →
I’ve had so many potent dreams — even more so than usual. A recent one, I called “Nurture Tenderness,” involved “six agreements” whose enactment would bring in the New Earth frequencies. The first of those agreements was “Nurture Tenderness.” I decided to share a little more here as we close out 2019 and enter 2020, because Tania mentioned how my dream reminded her of Lee Harris’ 2020 Energy Forecast, recorded 12/12/19, but which she just posted today. He, too, lists six themes, which coincide with so many of my recent dreams. From Lee’s YouTube channel:
Themes discussed in the 2020 Energy Forecast include:
RISE OF LOVE THROUGH DEATH AWARENESS (The death of people/relationships/animals/nature/systems)
COLLABORATION AND TEAMS (The Upswing of people coming together to collaborate and work with each other)
GROUNDING VIA NATURE (The technology take-off/distraction of attention being leveled through Nature but also Natural Disasters/Loss and local events)
CREATIVITY AT HIGH SPEED (Faster than ever creative endeavors – with less internal resistance and more need/embrace in the outside world)
HEART HEALING (Conflict Energy showing up as a trigger for heart healing/the rise of emotional awareness and the need for more people to lead in the realms of heart healing, mindfulness and emotional intelligence)
His video clocks in at 1 hour 11 minutes, and you can watch it here:
Lee’s list summarizes my past four months of extremely intense and often quickly validated, precognitive dreams. I’ve also experienced what I can only describe as “spontaneous rituals,” where life creates such elaborate synchronicities that they feel like planned rituals, dripping in lush symbolism, with a beginning, middle and end. I am not the same person I was before encountering these journeys, most of which feature over-the-top womb, birth, and death symbolism. Here’s a photo from an exhibit called “The Womb,” by artist Rebecca Louise Law, at Meijer Sculpture Gardens:
My experience inside this corridor and womb (made of nearly one million dried flowers) was so personal that I don’t feel led to share it here. Entering the floral womb in the center, with a loud heartbeat over just imperceptible music, and all that fragrance triggered an inner rebirth that then continued to spill forth throughout the day, in synchronicities with my exact birth time, first breath and finding a perfectly hidden, (yet intuitively revealed to me and then validated) dead coyote in half-frozen sand sculptures on the edge of Lake Michigan’s waves. Just before sunset. On the Eve of Winter Solstice. I’m still unpacking the entire day’s events. Too personal and interwoven with synchronicity overloads to share more here.
In my same dream that featured the party/class sharing the six agreements to facilitate living on the New Earth, there was another part of the dream that involved sniffing a “really stinky navel.” It was actually my own navel, but the stinky navel brought a big grin and was “OK, because it can give birth.” The really stinky navel had something to do with Cosmic Rebirth. It smelled of deep Earth and ozone — extremely pungent, green moss and fertile soil.
Another dream featured special boxes that could “rejuvenate very old people” if delivered to the correct address, which was “20 Virgo.” Besides a personal meaning to me, I find it fascinating that the Dane Rudhyar Sabian Symbol for 20 Virgo invokes a New World collective journey:
PHASE 170 (VIRGO 20°): A CARAVAN OF CARS HEADED TO THE WEST COAST.
KEYNOTE: The need of cooperative effort in reaching any “New World” of experience.
It is difficult to know, from the original formulation of the clairvoyant’s vision, the type of caravan of cars that was visualized; what seems to be clearly implied is a process in which a group of persons are journeying together — thus linking their consciousnesses and energies (the “car” symbol) — in order to safely reach the goal of destiny. Here there is no longer any sense of competition, but an ordered and structured endeavor.
At this last stage of the five-fold sequence the past is entirely left behind; men cooperate in the great “adventure in consciousness” in a TOTALIZATION OF PURPOSE AND EFFORT.
In order to deliver the rejuvenating boxes to 20 Virgo, “I had to crawl out of this dirt floor passageway with the boxes intact, then down another ladder and try to find the right location where the people were, who needed reviving.” (I’m quoting from today’s dream journal entry.)
“On the way, there was a display with all sorts of stories made out of tiny seeds. People kept asking me if this was the story they heard in their youth, but how would I know that? I just guessed sometimes yes, sometimes no. The colored seeds in transparent vertical boxes were like the book covers.” (Everything was arranged like a library, and each seed contained an entire story, each vertical glass holder appeared as a book with thousands of seeds making up the images of the book covers.) “Time was running a little short, and I needed to get to the 20 Virgo, which was now an address.”
I don’t have exact interpretations of these dreams, but the symbols seem over the top and not just relevant to me.
On a recent walk, I silently asked if I could and should trust what I’ve been shown as the new coming in. I immediately noticed a feather on the ground. I walked past the feather, then heard, “Turn around. Pick it up. That was for you.” Before turning around, I felt/knew “It’s an owl feather.” Sure enough, it appears to be so. Its edges have the special fringe that allows for silent flight. As I continued my walk, a solitary stag with medium sized antlers walked slowly across the road in front of me.
This morning’s sunrise came between very low and very high, dark thick clouds, initiating between these layers a long, horizontal rainbow. I wasn’t sure what, if anything, to share as we close out this decade, but this seems just right.
The most annoying and pressing question around suspected precognition is: how do I know what’s true?
Dreams can be symbolic, literal and/or both. So can signs and synchronicities. Even in retrospect, we cannot know the full meaning of any vision, dream, relationship or event, because life continues to radiate around and through us, backwards and forwards, breathing in and out until we die. After death, some kind of “life” continues — at least according to the various “dead” loved ones who appear in dreams or sessions and give credible warnings and advice. The Ancient Celts took life after death and reincarnation so seriously that you could legally carry a debt (even a financial one) into the afterlife. In a never-ending story, how can we establish the “ultimate” truth and meaning with any certainty?
That said, people who sometimes (or often) experience prophetic dreams and/or the clair’s, cannot just ignore their messages, because those messages tend to get more, not less insistent. Ignorance=ignore-ance. There are two types: the kind where you don’t know any better, or the kind where you pretend you don’t see what you see. Denial: where you try to convince yourself that you don’t know what you do know in your gut, your third eye and/or your heart of hearts. Willful ignorance precedes a rude awakening. How much more so with willful ignore-ance! See Precongitive Blues, Part 1 for details.
Using Astrology for Discernment:
“Astrology is a language. If you understand this language, the sky speaks to you.” ~ Dane RudhyarContinue reading →
I’ve been sensing chthonic, subconscious, magical, eruptive, primal, regenerative Pluto rooting around and doing something with my natal Saturn. I’ve also long felt that this January 2020 conjunction between Saturn and Pluto at 22-23 Capricorn would somehow be a “direct hit” on my chart. Until yesterday, the aspect eluded me, though. No “major” aspects get triggered, since my Saturn’s in Gemini, while Pluto’s in Capricorn.
Pluto (and Saturn) have been transiting my 5th house of pleasure/creativity/children/private relationships, and I’ve been getting loads of dream downloads and synchronicities about how my 5th house impacts my 10th house (career/public life), which includes my natal Sun, Mercury, Venus and Saturn, in that order. The recent messages have been grinding and relentless (Pluto) — but also with a sense of fun/creativity (5th house) and everything getting upgraded (Saturn) and properly placed in proper timing (Saturn). With Saturn as Father Time and Pluto as Lord of the Underworld, precise synchronicities linked to my subconscious are really outdoing themselves!
As so often happens when an aspect I sense energetically goes exact, I discovered that transiting Pluto at 21 degrees 04′ Capricorn is currently inconjunct aka quincunx my 21 degrees 04′ Gemini Saturn. The Saturn/Pluto conjunction will occur within 1-2 degrees of my natal Saturn. In other words, my energetic sense was accurate. I just didn’t think to look at inconjunctions. Some astrologers consider this a major aspect, while most consider it minor. I would call it major for me at this time. It’s also an aspect concerned with integration. The signs involved have nothing in common but need to learn to work together — quite a metaphor for our political world right now! Continue reading →
“Man needs reckless courage to descend into the abyss of himself.” ~ William Butler Yeats
This is Part 2, in what feels like a three part series. If you’ve not read “Precognitive Blues, Part 1: Dreams, Warnings and Blessings,” you can do so here. Today’s post deals with some of the other biggies that complicate precognition. According to “The Mystica“:
Precognition is the direct knowledge or perception of the future, obtained through extrasensory means. Precognition is the most frequently reported of all extrasensory perception experiences, occurring most often (60 percent to 70 percent) in dreams seeing the future.
It may also occur spontaneously in waking visions, auditory hallucinations, flashing thoughts entering the mind, and the sense of “knowing.” Precognitive knowledge also may be induced through trance, channeling, mediumship, and divination.
Because I’ve lived with “future memories,” psychic dreams, Cosmic Heads Up, and premonitions for my entire life, I’m no stranger to the challenges of precognition. I also coach and do readings for many highly intuitive clients, so these topics arise in sessions, too. This blog series attempts to provide a map or guideposts for what often feels like strange new territory.
Dealing with Precognitive Guilt
Tied with Precognitive Anxiety, aka pre-TSD, Precognitive Guilt weighs in as one of the biggest emotional challenges of seeing, sensing or dreaming future events. This guilt comes in a variety of forms. I’ll share some personal examples to illustrate. Continue reading →
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.