We're not in Kansas Anymore
woke up from dream around 4:15 pm
October 31, 2011, White Spectral Dog
Dream fragment of coming home from a walk, where I found something and was holding it in my hand. I find my neighbor Josh in my place, rearranging my furniture, starting with my ceremony/spirit office. There are some improved and interesting touches, such as the coloring book picture of an old crank phone hanging on the wall; made me laugh. I remember opening the scene I was coming home up the road and over the hill I could see big, dark storm clouds coming in from the North; reminded me of Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz coming home right before the tornado. I was talking to some girl (Dorothy? My grandmother's name is Dorothy and today is her birthday); and she kept dropping hints about some gift I was about to receive, and psychically in the dream I read her mind, something about this gift would allow me to live without having to work this whole next year, so I could start my school, teach classes, edit and publish my books, and create my tarot cards. EOD
Comments: I can't for the life of me remember what I held in my hand, but it was the key. A quartz crystal?
