When the Past Knocks in Dreams: A Vertex-Jupiter Message
- Karen Di Gloria
- Aug 29
- 3 min read
Updated: Aug 29
In the first half of August, during the exact conjunction of my Vertex in Cancer with transiting Jupiter (and joined by Venus and Sirius in my 8th house of Scorpio), I dreamt of my ex-boyfriend.
I haven’t seen him in over a year, and I haven’t spoken to him in about six months. Recently, he sent a text that I chose not to answer. In waking life, I have no desire to rekindle anything — my values, worth, and self-respect live on a very different frequency now.
But August brought a running theme in my dreams: water. Cleansing, flooding, overflowing — sometimes calm, sometimes chaotic. And in this particular dream, water showed up alongside him.
The Dream
I pulled up beside him in a car — not directly across, but just behind. He didn’t look at me, but he spoke with calm mystery, carrying an agenda. This was not his norm. In life he was nervous, negative, self-conscious, defensive, and sometimes volatile.
He led me inside somewhere, where people were making food. I noticed coffee rolls on plates. Two others appeared — a young girl and a young man, both with the hollow look of meth addicts. They followed him as if he had power over them.
Then he handed me a stack of white envelopes. Some bulged as if packed with words. One was thick with transcripts from my years in holistic nutrition school. He had graded them again in red ink. Was he admiring? Mocking? I couldn’t tell. Shocked, I thought: How did he even get these?
Before I could open the rest, he left, taking the young couple with him.
I was left wandering — unable to find my car in the garage, running outside, disturbed, eventually leaping into a fountain of water to shake something off. Later, the envelopes came alive, pictures turning into videos of him smiling in a tent, kissing women, morphing into the image of Billy Idol. Strange, distorted, unreal.
The Message Behind the Dream
I don’t take this as a sign of longing. I have no desire to return. Instead, I see it as a test — the unconscious surfacing what could still have a hook.
The envelopes represent communications from Spirit — old stories being returned to me, asking if I’ll let others “grade” my worth, or if I’ll define it for myself.
The meth-head couple symbolize the destructive energies and instability that once trailed him. A reminder: his world, no matter how it looks, still lives in shadow.
Losing the car shows how old patterns could make me forget my autonomy — but jumping into the fountain was the baptism, the cleansing.
The images morphing into Billy Idol are the glamor of illusion — how the past can distort itself into something almost attractive, but never real.
The dream was not about him. It was about me. About my soul showing me what temptation dressed differently looks like, and how far I’ve come in no longer needing validation from anyone who once withheld or twisted it.
The Astrology of This Moment
The Vertex is often described as a point of fate — not fate as in “you must,” but fate as in divine intersections where choice matters. With Jupiter, Venus, and Sirius lighting up my 8th house (the house of intimacy, power, death, and transformation), this dream was a karmic delivery:
Jupiter magnifies what needs to be seen.
Venus brings themes of value, worth, and love.
Sirius adds the higher, soul-level truth.
The 8th house demands transformation, through shadow and through fire.
And the running water through all of my August dreams? That was Spirit’s way of washing, rinsing, and reminding me: the past no longer defines me.
Closing Reflection
Dreams often pull up people from our past, not because we need them back, but because a cycle is closing. We get one last look at the illusion. One last test of our values.
For me, the message was clear: I don’t need external grading anymore. I don’t need to open every envelope someone hands me. I get to write the narrative now.
And so do you.
💭Have you had dreams where an ex or past influence showed up differently than you remember — calmer, kinder, more seductive — only for you to realize it was a test? What did it teach you about yourself?
If any part of this touched something inside you, I’d love to know.
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With gratitude for this unfolding,
Karen Di Gloria ✨
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