So anyway, I took pictures of it and J playfully said that I was being morbid. Hmm, maybe I am, but I wanted to have a picture of it for some reason.  I guess I probably should not post them here though, but I still will. I can just make a separate page and link to it. That way if anyone does not want to see them they do not have to.

 

Warning: do not click this link if you do not want to see a disengaged mouse.

 

When the Bright Mother is present in a reading, she speaks of a time of fertility, creativity, and nurturing, either of ourselves or of others. She might indicate marriage or the birth of a child or a deepening of any kind of a relationship. She also speaks of giving ones all to life, not holding back. She is like a cornucopia, pouring forth abundance. This may be a time to put the needs of others first, then take care of yourself later. Patience may be needed for the process being discussed. Consider what you have. Acknowledge the people and things in your life--good, bad, and indifferent. This consideration is not to judge, approve, or reject, but merely to recognize what is present in your life. These are your present fulfillments, what you have created for yourself, drawing upon the power of Unity and the Singers (or not, as the case may be). Once you have looked clearly at what is present in your life, you may want to ask yourself what you want to change.

 

I dreamt that I was in a bar with "O", and we were talking with a lot of different people. I remember speaking with a woman, and all of a sudden realizing I was connecting to the other focuses of every person around me. I stopped her in mid-sentence to tell her, and she looked a bit confused as to what that could mean. I did not care because I was so awed by the experience. I was seeing and feeling people from multiple timeframes all at once.

 

My dad and Gene (both are dead now) were in the dream too. Gene asked me to order him two shots of "bucca", (which was his nickname)a beer, and the purple stuff (which is chambord - my sister's usual choice). I forget what my dad was doing, but definitely remember he was there. I went to order the drinks, and that is when I saw that "M" was the bartender, but his hair was a little longer. I can't remember anything else at the moment.