Month: November 2018

9th November, 2018 Friday Well Dream Kite had quite the journeyings last night most of which I could not hold but this little tidbit I could grasp firmly.  It is very very cool.  For some reason I am on a flight, big plane on the way to some exotic place.  I am sitting right behind […]

8th November, 2018 Thursday Well Dream Kite flew low enough for me to grab a few “detales”.  My beautiful German Sheperd Dog was part of the cast along with several of my distant relatives no longer of this Earth.  Hadn’t seen a lot of them for quite some time.  Nice to know they will come […]

Tea With Me: 7th November, 2018 Wednesday harposword.com Dream Kite flew too high. My country had its most important election yesterday. The hoped for Blue Wave did not flood the shores of the Red Party yesterday but the Energy of the Blue quaked the common Red Blue Earth and the tsunami it has set is […]

Tea With Me: 6th November, 2018 Tuesday This is the most important election of my lifetime.  Yes I voted.  I know those who did and those who didn’t.  I am posting the link to CNN’s election results which are coming in today. There is nothing in my world today that distracts me from the vibration […]

5th November, 2018 Monday Dream Kite flew close enough for me to have some detail.  We (a collection of people I am attached to for one dream reason or not) are gathered at a hotel, antique hotel in an antique town.  We are there for eight days and stayed an extra day for it was […]

2nd November, 2018 Friday Dream Kite woke me after quite a vivid story in the early dark of morning and then I went back to sleep.  On waking fully, the kite had flown the distance from remembered to I know I knew it once but not again. Tea was Earled Honeyed and Creamed.  I spent […]

1st November, 2018 Thursday Dream Kite veered close enough for me to grab a vignette and not much more.  I am watching someone eat fried eggs.  That is it.  That’s all.  Tea was green and morning dark wrapped me in the Fall cocoon of dim my DNA just thrives on.   My kitchen window frames […]

31st October, 2018 Wednesday Halloween. Samhain. Cloudy grey moist day with little drizzle here and there but great dramatics all across the sky. Day came up dark and drear. The gold in the young waning maples out the kitchen window lift off the grey canvas of the day and define their own dimension. Transcendent. Klimt […]