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Powerful Full Moon in Pisces

The Moon entered Pisces at 5:52 a.m. Eastern US Daylight Savings Time. I hadn’t planned to write about the coming powerful Full Moon in Pisces, but a beautiful dream, client sessions, and so many synchronicities urged me to give everyone a heads up. As the Moon makes its way through this sign of dreams, mysticism and intuition, pay particular attention to dreams (awake, asleep and especially somewhere in between wakefulness and sleep).

In the early morning hours of Wednesday, September 11, I awoke from the most amazing dream. I wanted to go back to sleep, because I’ve been in a period of high strangeness, little sleep and major insights. I felt well rested and whole when I awoke, but I wanted to roll over, feel into the deliciousness of the dream and go right back to sleep. Instead, I received the persistent message to get up and record the dream in an email to a friend, but to send the email to myself instead of the friend so that I had the timestamp.

Odd instructions, right? And hey, if I’m not even sending the email to the person it’s addressed to, why can’t I just write it when I wake up in the morning. I would NOT forget this dream. It’s one of those dreams that stays with you — that you return to again and again. At least, that’s how it felt to me. I’ve had a few of those in my lifetime, and they continue to inspire a sense of awe and wonder whenever something triggers me to recall them.

I tried to ignore the message to get up, because I really wanted to sleep and just “be” in the dream. I rolled onto my side, but the message came stronger. The image of the dream played over and over in the background like a silent and holy soundtrack. Major synaesthesia (blending of senses — color of sound, vibrational harmony) pervaded my awareness, but that annoying voice overlay wouldn’t let me back into the silence: “Get up now. Record the dream. Email it to yourself.” Over and over like a nagging child pulling at the fringes of my brain. Arggh! Those Dream Guys never quit. Just write the damn thing so you can get some sleep. After five or ten minutes of this annoyance –still overlaid with the beauty and harmony of the dream scene, which kept replaying itself — I went to my office and dutifully sat in the dark, in front of my laptop.

Here’s what I wrote: Continue reading