For many centuries, fortune telling has been a part of the tradition of welcoming the New Year, which in ancient times began with the Winter Solstice. I like to consult the Oracles—from the Tarot, to the iChing, from psychics to dream interpretation, the Ouija board, and horoscopes, I’m a believer that messages can come from many sources. And because I love books, Bibliomancy to appeals to me.
Author Archives: Judy
Sudden squalls of wind and rain and celebration
Yesterday was a day of settling back in at home after two weeks with family in Oakland—unpacking and grocery shopping and organizing and making lists—all accompanied by sudden, electric squalls of wind and rain. And of celebration. Even with the storm, optimism lightened the air, and people gathered on street corners with signs and cheers, all of us driving by and honking and cheering, too.
Of Dreams and Figs and Great Pyrenees
Probably any piece of writing that begins with “I had a dream last night…” should best be left in the dreamer’s journal. But the dream I had a few nights ago stayed with me and, in writing about it in my journal the next morning, reawakened something I’ve been missing in my daily life.
In the dream, we were wandering around a small town like Asheville or Idyllwild or another artsy community made up of sweet boutiques, cool cafes, and at least one small, well-stocked bookstore, and I noticed no one was wearing a mask. Suddenly guilt-stricken, I covered my nose and mouth with one hand, ducked my head and exclaimed, “Oh, I’m so sorry, so sorry. I forgot my mask.”
“Never mind” a fellow said. “We don’t need masks here. There’s no disease. We’re all safe.”