Colonodyssey~WTF?

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Is the third time a charm? I have safely emerged from hospitalization number three for diverticulitis. I went to the ER Sunday afternoon  May 14th and returned home on Tuesday May 16th. This past Thursday evening I felt worse and on Friday I had relentless chills and a feeling I was relapsing. I am back on antibiotics and my doctor is concerned about my recovery. I guess it is just as well that I never completed the Colonodyssey wrap-up post. Clearly this saga continues.

I have no great insights or epiphanies to report. I briefly looked for astrological transits and did not notice anything major. However, when I consider the solar house approach , where you place your Sun sign as the Ascendant  and use the whole sign house system, I shifted my perspective. I typically do not use this approach but it resonates for me strongly now. Placing my Scorpio sun as the Ascendant would give me an Aries 6th house of health and service. Uranus has been transiting there since 2010, which is when my health issues began to increase in frequency and intensity. I have been more focused on Uranus transiting my 2nd house of money and values in my traditional chart to consider this alternate system. But when Michael Lutin talks, I listen. He is a big fan of solar houses and when I read his site for Scorpio forecasts, he highlights health issues lately.

The whole house system ends where each sign ends so I have only until May 2018 to see a shift. At that point Uranus moves into my solar 7th house ( but remains in traditional 2nd house). The astrologers who read this will get it. For everyone else, here is the takeaway: There are always alternative explanations for any event or experience. As Matt Kahn says, each being is existing in its own unique reality or dimension where all is based on a range of frequencies. So wish as I might, to analyze everything to death, fugetaboutit.

I have been reading more about how to approach chronic and acute dis-ease in a more balanced way. I do resent that I have little control. I was planning a trip for my vacation week but stayed home due to medical and financial obstacles. On top of it all, my LCSW supervisor just informed me that she is ending our supervision later this month because of changes with her private practice. I am really beginning to question many of the recent decisions I have made lately. Little seems to stick in this reality that I am living in. Perhaps this is how it needs to be, but I find it frustrating.

I run a grief and loss group and I stress the importance of accepting and embracing change, letting in opportunities for growth and evolution. Sometimes I wonder if I am having this group so I can learn more myself. We do teach what we need to learn. I was watching Super Soul Sunday and the guest was saying how she encourages people to think about what is working, rather than what is going wrong. I use that technique in my group and thought it was my original idea, ha!

While I could complain about all that has happened the last few months ( years, decades), I rather be grateful for what remains after the dust settles. I keep learning more about myself and my attitudes and perceptions. I find joy in the small things. I can keep writing….

Namaste and thanks for your continued interest in my writing.

Ascension~ The Gift That Keeps on Giving

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This will be brief and to the point – This ascension stuff is real! Every time I try to deny the increase in my abilities, I fall short. Ascension is not what I think it is, according to what I read and hear, but that does not mean that many of us are experiencing a shift in our day-to-day 3D lives.

The weird symptoms I am experiencing this week have had me confused and alarmed. Others I talk to have felt them too: dizziness, light-headedness, chest pain, rapid heart beat, and more.  Are they kundalini manifestations or something else? This has happened to me before, in the early 2000s and more recently from 2015 till now ( intermittently). I have had several EKGs and they have been normal. My doctor said he does not think it is my heart.  I do not want to dwell on my ordeal, but am wondering if you are getting these also? Email me if you do and we can compare notes.

By the way, if you are enjoying the recent series of orchid header images displayed here, they are photos I took last month at Longwood Gardens, one of my power places. I plan to post more when the time is right.

Here is today’s version of  ” Expect the unexpected” :

Today is the anniversary of my father’s death, the day before Spring Equinox. I have been more aware of my clients’ struggles with loss than my own lately and have not been focusing on this date. So I am driving today, running errands, feeling tired and weak from the dizziness, etc and I notice a truck right in front of me. The bumper sticker on both sides says DAD. I could not make this up!

My motto is, if I post it, then it happened. That is my reason for writing today, to share my ups and downs, even as I wonder why I have to struggle so much. I do feel strangely comforted to know my dad is watching over me, hopefully from a more enlightened realm. The relationship was complicated and apparently still is. And yet, there is a point where all that is messy becomes blessed. Do you agree? Please reply because ~

I am listening….

 

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2017: Every New Beginning Comes From Some Other Beginning’s End

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Life is always in flux. While some forms are fading, others are blooming. The trick is to recognize which direction you are moving in and when to let go.

It is humbling to be nearing my fourth year of blogging and to be able to compose some thoughts about the year ahead and the year I lived through. The more I slow down, the easier it is for me to notice that existence has no clear demarcations. Astrologers love cycles and make mention of the significant planetary movements via stations, transits, and progressions. And yet, because of our cosmic fluency, we are perhaps more likely than most to acknowledge the fragility and malleability of time. Time and music marry well together and led me to use Closing Time in this post title.

To understand where I am today, it is necessary to return to April 2016. At the New Aries moon conjunct Uranus on April 7th, I began to quietly look for jobs while feeling ill. In fact I saw my doctor that very day.  I was being treated for a possible diverticulitis attack on an outpatient basis, thank goodness. One by one calls for interviews slowly began streaming in. You know, when it rains it pours. This was right before the Mars retrograde at 9 degrees Sag on 4-17-16. The day before my first job interview ( April 14th) I felt ill. I went to the doctor that morning with chest pains. This has happened before. I was cleared and happy to report my gut was much improved. About an hour later I felt waves of nausea and what seemed to be a knife going through my reproductive organs. No fun at all.

I had a decision to make, a huge one. Do I continue to live walking on eggshells or do I start living again? I did something so unlike me: I got ready for my interview and drove over while in excruciating pain. I told myself I would power through this. I knew I was close to two hospitals and that whatever will happen, will happen. It was as if I reached the point of no return. I will live in this body or I will leave this body. I was through living on the sidelines. So I completed the interview and was amazed at my accomplishment. I felt worse as evening came and called myself an ambulance. I spent the night in the ER  and was released on April 15th.  The tests  found nothing wrong with me whatsoever. Yet my symptoms continued.  I was given opioids and anti-nausea meds and told to see my gynecologist to rule out fibroid issues. I was obsessed with not taking too many opioid pills. I think I was tuning into the Prince situation as he was hospitalized around the same time as me and died from an opioid overdose.  A few hours later a call came in for another interview. Two days later as Mars stationed retrograde ( close to my MC), I had a defining dream. It ushered in a sense of renewal regarding many aspects of my daily life. I blogged on it here as part of my challenge post.

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The interview call I received on April 15th turned into my current job. I still have this poster on my office wall. When I saw the poster, I became tearful. It was both so unexpected and so necessary. It is interesting that Mars, the ruler of Aries triggered my job search and eventually landing this position and also triggered my announcement of my transfer which begins on Monday. To some degree, the New Cap moon square Uranus direct in Aries signaled the new year cycle. Uranus is always change and Aries is the first sign on the zodiac. I was offered the transfer the day before the new moon and we made it official the next morning December 29th. The energy shifted for me that morning and I sensed more peace. While I am sad to see my friend move on, her decision to leave led to an opportunity for me to take her position. I will still have the same role, but with new clients and some new staff. With two of the new colleagues I have already built an easy, pleasant rapport. I also get to move my office to a more spacious and private location. I am hopeful it will be a more harmonious move on all fronts.

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I have some great news regarding my health. After working with Wendy the herbalist/nutritionist for about 6 months, we reran some blood tests to track my progress. My primary doctor was stunned to report that my sugar levels dramatically decreased and this was without any medications! He said the change was significant and had to be attributed to lifestyle change. All my liver function blood tests were normal too. I still have to work on the LDL cholesterol, but it  is very significant that I went from diabetic range to borderline normal range on the A1C. I typically don’t like to go into such details here, but I want to suggest that if I can make this work that others can do the same. I am taking probiotics, drinking  a special herb combination in tea form,  decreasing  refined carbs, and adding more bitter greens and whole grains, among other things. While I will stress there is more to do and that I have regained a few pounds, it is so cool to see that I am capable of effecting change.

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So the promise of April with a dream of accomplishment and improved health led me to now. While I still have a void inside that is palpable ( Saturn transiting natal Venus return), my life has really changed since 2016. I have a new job, a new car, and better functioning pancreas and liver ( I am speculating based on the labs). I believe that the action of going to that job interview sick as a dog was a way of transcending the material 3D plane and operating as if I was pure spirit. We still have no idea what caused those symptoms, but it may have been associated with the antibiotics I was taking at the time. Or not.

I am so grateful to be working after about 18 months of unemployment and find it ironic that I keep seeing my former supervisor and supervisees at the last few mental health trainings. It appears to be more of this intermingling of the past, present, and future that I frequently write about on these pages. Time is fleeting and infinite, slow and rapid, stagnant and effervescent. We humans feel the impulse to label and celebrate time as a matter of ritual.

So here’s to a sparkling 1-7-17 to all, with Mercury stationing direct tomorrow ( 1-8-17) and 1-11-17 following close behind.

Musings at the Crossroads

SPOILER ALERT: Lots of poinsettia and introspection ahead….

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Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah , Merry Yule, and Happy Kwanzaa (December 26) to everyone associated in any way with this blog. You are my circle, my precious litebeing family, and I wish you boundless joy and love during this Solstice/Yuletide season.

You may enjoy listening to some of my favorite holiday music as you read on:

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There is plenty on my mind that needs sorting and releasing. This hodgepodge style post is mostly for me, but hopefully it will be interesting enough to read through. Way way overdue, so here we go…

High-way hazards: My commute to work is reasonable in duration but part of the trip is on a notoriously treacherous road. Years ago Robert predicted I would be in a major accident on this road. He sternly told me to never use it again, especially during rush hour. Robert was not always accurate, but he managed to frighten me nevertheless. The drivers are very aggressive and reckless and it takes some construction of armor for me to make this daily commute. But the near misses have occurred in other locations. About 6 weeks ago I had a vision after awakening where a white pickup truck or SUV would come at my vehicle from the right. It was so vivid and strange because it was not a dream, but a semi-awake ” scene.” A few days later, driving home on a very familiar road, a white SUV comes at me from the right and almost slams into my car. I drove into the opposing lane, which fortunately was clear. I only had been driving my new car a couple of weeks at the most. Then last Sunday I am trying to get some coffee before heading to a holiday party. It was incredibly crowded in my neighborhood and the energy was frenetic. Another huge, high-end SUV almost slams into me from the left lane. I prepare for a head-on collision and slammed on the brakes. The vehicle just missed me but I felt like I was attacked. I got out of the car, examined my vehicle and walked up to the driver, an older, well-appointed woman. I told her to be especially careful driving such a large vehicle. She declared that she did not hit me and seemed indifferent.

I think this incident triggered my GI pains the next day, which I thought might be diverticulitis. I was in shock at the holiday party and a bit off at work the following day. On the drive home I felt like a creature was kicking me from inside my belly. I went to the doctor and was put on antibiotics. Was it stress related IBS or diverticulitis? Per usual, I have no clue. What I do know is that I hate driving in a world where people poorly manage massive vehicles, text, and make calls while operating them.

Blue-Christmas: I have always felt alien during this time of year and this has not really changed, regardless of any inner-evolution. While I marvel at all the lights, trees decked out to the nines, and poinsettia in every color and permutation, I don’t understand this holiday. I do understand it is borrowed from pagan traditions and correlates with the beginning of Winter ( the Capricorn season), but emotionally it doesn’t click. I just don’t get it. I am inside my bubble where none of the festivities are able to enchant me. Being at work just amplifies my isolation. It took awhile for me to put it together, but working outside the home triggers more sadness and angst and increases my desire to build up my defenses. I do not fit in at work and am actually considering applying for new jobs in the New Year.

I have also requested a transfer to my friend’s position after she leaves. It may signal a new beginning with different co-workers and a nicer office. I find it so interesting that when I begin a new venture I am immune initially to the characters that emerge on the scene. At this juncture, so many of them resemble people I have encountered before. With the exception of my clients, my life has not been impacted much by having these “new” people in my stratosphere. I am still grateful though to be working and earning money. It is just that I continue to find myself in toxic settings and am beginning to conclude that it is not me, it is the state of office politics. On the positive side of the ledger, my supervisor approved my plan to create a new group for the young and/or newly diagnosed. I am excited about building something original based on my passion for helping people get back to the business of living. I will keep you updated.

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Traditionettes: I just made up this new word to describe some of what I set up for this season on a regular basis. Since I do not celebrate Christmas, Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, there is not much to do. However there are some elements that bring my comfort and peace in a small way. I would seek out eggnog every December until I became lactose intolerant. Boy do I miss that drink, a concoction that tastes like a boozy milkshake. Maybe I can find a lactose – free version.  I always listen to the Nutcracker either on CD or on TV. I have been fortunate to see it live at least once and it was spectacular. Speaking of nuts, I have not eaten any whole nuts since April 2015, but I do enjoy nut milks and nut butters, etc. I am very enamored with chestnuts, going back to enjoying marrons glacés over ice cream as a child. I found chestnut cream this week ~ pureed chestnuts with vanilla and sugar. It is addictive! Try it with ice cream or yogurt, dip chocolate in it, spread it on a baguette, or straight out of the jar!

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I usually purchase a poinsettia and place it on the dining room table. I enjoy experimenting with nuanced colors and patterns. They add a warm glow to any setting. This year I chose one with peachy leaves, resembling autumn foliage. This plant is not poisonous for pets and has such a storied history. Learn more about poinsettia here.

Fate and purpose: I continue to ponder who is driving this bus, meaning, who is the ” me ” that enjoys the Nutcracker and dips chocolate in puréed chestnuts? How or what is the source of my love affair with astrology and Indian cuisine? Where does my affinity for writing and obsession with pattern and color originate? Is it personality or Divine guidance, ego or Higher Self ? Joe Dispenza states that what we anticipate through intention or intuition is really what we are destined to have in our lives. We just get a sneak preview of what fate has in store for us. Matt Kahn says that everything is fated, but the degree of worthiness we attribute to our circumstances determines the outcome. So I ponder: if all is determined beforehand, why desire anything? What is the point? Who is doing the desiring anyway? Any thoughts on this?

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Rudolph’s friends: While listening to the end of Matt Kahn’s video yesterday, I noticed some movement in the backyard. At first I thought it was a dog, but I sensed much  more activity. I observed and counted at least 10 deer hanging out in broad daylight. A few of them were actually prancing around, which seemed novel to me. A stray cat emerged out of central casting, moving slowly and seemingly oblivious to all the deer activity. It truly was a whirlwind of activity! I am quite fond of deer and was happy to have them congregate near me, albeit briefly. So today I was gifted a free subscription to Carrie Hart’s power animal site and selected a power animal for the day. Guess who choose me? the buck! The central message for buck is grace, confidence, and renewal. This definitely seems fitting and the synchronicity between the deer sighting and choosing the buck adds more energy to the message. Perhaps this was a faint taste of holiday magic for me to savor.

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Last Christmas: While preparing this post, I was conjuring up memories of some of my favorite holiday songs. Some of these include Christmas Wrapping by the Waitresses. BandAid’s Do They Know It’s Christmas, Do You Hear What I Hear?, Anything Nutcracker, Adam Sandler’s Hanukkah Song, Father Christmas by the Kinks, and George Michael’s Last Christmas. Most of these are pop songs by contemporary artists that I grew up with. They are touchstones that give me the illusion of safety and comfort. Just like the chestnut cream or eggnog, they are cozy and soothing. They also help me mark the passing of time. I just learned that George Michael passed away at age 53. I first heard his music when he was in Wham and I found his voice romantic and soulful. Many of his songs were part of the soundtrack of my early adulthood. He was so much more that a pretty face; his voice was gorgeous and his lyrics were incredibly moving. I do not know if he died today, but it was announced today, on Christmas. His song Last Christmas helped me gauge the passing of each year and the direction for the future. Call it ironic but one of his most iconic songs partially foretold his future. His life would end on Christmas, his last one.

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Kindness Collisions Abound

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I am reblogging this gem from last year’s Winter Solstice. It is full of hope and magic, which is so truly needed. I became ill last night so I will be celebrating at home. Once again, the Universe discovered I was moving too fast so she found a way to get my attention : sharp stabbing pains in my gut. Is this merely a sign that I am forced to heed, armed with colored pencils, candles, great books, and chicken broth? Or am I an empath deeply impacted by all the violence and division of the planet? Or do both apply? Does it even matter? What does matter is that more and more souls are waking up and taking action to help us heal and rebuild.

Let’s make Earth healthy again. ❤ to all and Happy Solstice to our global family. ( Winter in the North, Summer in the South)

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I once associated collisions with car accidents, but no more. Collisions are the cosmic meetings shrouded in mystery and orchestrated by Divine appointment. This blog is loaded with everyday tales of extraordinary magic. The more I share, the better I feel inside. Storytelling is my gift to the world.

This time of year is considered to be a time of frequent miracles. But if you frequent mainstream media lately, you will find assorted horrors and hate- based dreck. Way too many stories are told not to inspire, but to agitate or incite fear. I have had enough, how about you? But there is hope. I promise you, there is hope. I invite you to watch CBS evening news, especially the last five minutes of each broadcast. If you have more time, explore the magical CBS Sunday Morning show, where they bring extraordinary stories that are unlikely to be found in memes or…

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Magnificence in Motion ~ I AM THAT I AM

Hello everyone, this is my contribution to Litebeing’s Magnificent Challenge. I waited until today to complete my post because I needed some time to put it all together. I am thrilled with the response we have gotten. After posting a reminder yesterday, two more bloggers added their entries to the mix. Thanks Dayna and Michael for sharing your reflections on what makes you “you“. There is still some time left to enter the challenge. Why not take a few minutes and conjure up  some of your magnificent essence now? There is also a shot at a free reading and this nifty badge to display on your site!

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First, a little bit about the process. I don’t think I ever intended to create blogging challenges. I would receive an idea that sparked my enthusiasm and soon after, I would receive another notion that it would make an excellent challenge. What I have discovered is that with the exception of my initial challenge, I really struggled to prepare my own post. Maybe this is because I prefer to write in a stream of consciousness style, or because the concepts are more difficult to put into written form? I don’t know. However, I welcome the chance to be challenged, to look deeper, and take my initial inspiration as a nudge to explore my inner landscape in a different way.

So I present Magnificence in Motion ~ IAM THAT IAM:

As someone with natal Neptune conjunct Sun and Neptune square my Ascendant, I often see myself with either rose-colored glasses or not at all, and others may also project their fantasies or confusion onto me. I still agree with what I wrote on my about page, that I am fascinated with and identify with a kaleidoscope ~ obeserver of beautiful forms. This attraction to the reflection of light or “lite” is an enduring theme for how I am unique. It is more apparent in the visual art, photography, poetry, film, books, and music that I showcase here at litebeing chronicles. Composing the about page was an arduous task because like Dayna, I have struggled with identity most of my life.

There lies the rub: the struggle was necessary until it wasn’t…..

A powerful dream excerpt from April 17 2016 provides more of the picture:

I’m with a former love but I am my present age. We are living together in a lovely home with a big modern kitchen. We are standing in the kitchen. The kitchen is modern, yet warm. In the center of the room is a wooden island. Sitting on top of the island is a serving of a raw steak. It resembles premium sushi grade tuna, thick, gleaming, pristine. I plan to season it simply with salt and pepper. I consider whether to marinate the steak, but decide it is not necessary. I then plan to grill it or bake it in the oven. I am delighted with this new setup, new way of living. I tell myself ” This is my second life, a better life, a new beginning.”

Brief analysis: I had journaled that right upon awakening I felt proud of my accomplishments and very excited about the future. These accomplishments include committing to a healthier wellness-centric lifestyle. This sense of a re-incarnation has stuck with me since then and has not wavered. It seems to be signaling a turning point. The house and kitchen are part of me : modern yet comfortable and warm; creative, sustaining, practical yet engaging.  The steak is what is ” at stake” and could also be my heart, pure and simple. No more marinating needed, it is time to just be…

So how does my magnificence shine?

I can dive into colors naturally

My wit is effortless and seemingly automatic

I totally relish helping others grow and learn, marvelling at how most of my “help” is my intuition in free – flow.

I am most magnificent in the absence of :

trying

striving

analyzing

planning

comparing

strategizing

re-framing

judging

I now realize that all I need to know is provided in the given moment and that I already have left the planet better than how I found it, by simply BEING. What a relief to discover that IAM on-point simply by breathing and allowing Source to guide me.  This is how the creative spark manifests, as unique and special in an ocean of unity and love.

Maybe an illustration would help clarify what my words cannot.

While contemplating this post, an image came to me of what is known as scratch art. I did not have the name for it, just a memory of creating this way as a child. It is a great memory. Up until recently I had completely forgotten about it. But the memory surfaced at the right time.

Easy directions:

Take a blank page and cover it with bright vibrant hues, leaving nothing blank.

Cover it entirely with black paint or crayon:

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Then apply a pin or ballpoint pen and draw a picture by scratching the surface to reveal some of the colors obscured by the black.

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See how we radiate under the layers of darkness of living on the material plane?

Visit this page to learn more about this technique.

I like the scratch art metaphor to describe my magnificence because I see radiance as mutable and unlimited. We can create over and over again and uncover more aspects of self. There are no limits. This is the beauty of consciousness.

Thanks to Barbara for inspiring me and thanks to all of you who support the unfolding of my light by simply being you.

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Grasshopper Riding Shotgun

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Howdy litebeings,

I am continuing to digest this past summer as we swirl into Scorpio season next week ( woohoo!). Early August found me immersed in animal magick and it was truly wonderful to behold.

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Since it  is likely that I will be trading in my purple car soon, I am glad that the featured photos present my faithful ” Sascha ” in all her glory.

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On 8-4-16 I  found a grasshopper on my car on windshield. It rode with me all the way to work, hanging on even at 60 mph on a busy freeway. He ( or she) hung out all day at work in the parking lot ( where I took a few photos).  Grasshopper later accompanied me back all the way from work and stayed a couple more hours upon my arrival home. It was astonishing to me as I have not experienced anything like this before.

On 8-6-15 after reading Shelley’s grasshopper post where she responds to my otter post for inspiration, I see a large otter in my backyard. It is practically screaming for me to take its pic. So I go outside to do so and it immediately moves away. I took a shot anyway, hoping to capture the moment.

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Then on 8-13-16 I found a gray feather by my car while parked at home. Two days later I spot another gray feather at my office parking lot. A couple of weeks later I discovered a blueish gray feather in my front yard. Here is a shot of the gray feathers. The blue one vanished before I was able to photograph it.

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Reflections:

I found myself mesmerized by the grasshopper and began to develop an attachment to it. I was relating to it as if it was my companion, in a Dexterly fashion. The symbolism for grasshopper is very strongly rooted in mysticism and resonated with me very deeply:

The grasshopper chooses those of us who are innovators, forward-thinkers, and those who progress in life by unorthodox methods. This is because grasshopper symbolism recognizes tremendous leaps of faith, impressive jumps in progress and consistent forward momentum. Those with this totem are likely to aim high, and achieve amazing feats – they take great leaps where others fear to tread (or jump, in this case).

Another special feature of the grasshopper totem is that it calls to those who have natural clairvoyant abilities. Just as the grasshopper uses thousands of tiny eyes to formulate the “big picture” so too do those whom the grasshopper is called. In other words, those with this totem are visionaries. They see things intuitively, seeing beyond what the concrete world holds, and they use this special vision to see the world with a childlike wonder.

I have blogged about the otter before and have appreciated all the otter love from readers.  I can definitely relate to their quirky, unconventional nature and admire their ability to be playful. I cannot be certain though that I was spotting otters, or another species such as beaver, groundhog, or muskrat. Or perhaps another unidentified creature that shares similar traits. I will continue to focus on noticing whomever crosses my path with the intention of seeking wisdom in their messages. Indigenous cultures revered the natural world and I see this practice becoming more critical now than ever before.

The awareness of the extraordinary residing in the ordinary is a primary part of my blog and I believe that August was very significant for me in terms of protection and guidance. The trick is to be able to discern the messages and apply them with reverence and care.

Check out this site for reliable insights on a variety of beloved creatures that inhabit our planet.

Stories Beyond the Veil

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Mercury retrograde falls in my 3rd house of communications for this cycle. It has been a productive time for me to reread old material and go over this blog. I recently changed my tagline from pieces of a dream to stories beyond the veil. I can see how this new tagline encompasses my original tagline, adventures of a part-time mystic  and my former one, pieces of a dream. My blog focuses on the subtle and not-so-subtle messages I receive from the Divine. It captures my dreams, adventures, and a whole lot more.

Stories have gotten a bad rap lately and I want to clear this up. It is true that the stories we tell ourselves about our identity and limitations can be negative and quite destructive. I have had to work on making corrections in my own journey. But sharing one’s story as an example for others is incredibly healing and overflowing with light. We learn and grow as a result of knowing each other and witnessing our collective stories. So I happily use story in my tagline for as long as it fits into my vision.

I selected a few posts that are a sampling of what happens beyond the veil. Take some time to read a few that appeal to you. Maybe someday soon the veil will be discarded completely. We shall see…

https://litebeing.com/2013/07/22/three-births-in-one/

https://litebeing.com/2015/08/27/sisterhood-of-the-traveling-business-cards/

https://litebeing.com/2016/01/23/dexter-rising/

https://litebeing.com/2013/07/03/poetry-how-about-a-snake-with-your-rumi/

https://litebeing.com/2015/06/24/emotional-rescue-gratitude-rising/

https://litebeing.com/2015/06/14/could-you-be-loved/

 

Please keep me in your prayers tomorrow May 18, 2016 through the weekend. I have to prep tomorrow for Thursday’s invasive and scary tests.  I am actually quite frightened and have put this off successfully for a very long time. Now is the time to be brave and ” put on my big girl pants.” I would like to believe that all is well and the tests will reveal normal results. I am so fortunate to have so many lovely lights in my corner. Thank you!

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Hello there, all new followers. Welcome to the family! Don’t be shy. Please let me know how you like the blog and what types of content you are interested in reading.

How many times have you heard about dramatic messages from Spirit?

There have been several instances both off and online where “the Red Sea parts” for some famous author, celebrity, or New Age teacher. My cynical side would wonder, ” This must have been exaggerated for sensationalism and to increase book sales.”

While there is little if anything that surprises me anymore, it is still healthy to apply discernment whenever you encounter something that seems too good to be true.

In any case, while I still have some pieces in draft form, I have an interesting tale that relates to the mystical, watery, ephemeral side of life. I am thinking of the 4th, 8th, and 12th houses, along with both of Scorpio’s rulers, Mars and Pluto. While Mars is the incredibly fiery ruler of Aries, it was the original planet associated with intense, passionate, volatile Scorpio. Pluto just re-entered my 12th house for an extended stay. It was only straddling the cusp in 2015, barely whispering in my ear. Now I sense more of the transition from the 11th to the 12th.

The 12th house rules institutions, the subconscious, and the unconscious. We are talking confinement, shadows, the hidden and the buried. Good times indeed! My desire to work with a medium had continued to increase to the point where I was ready to do something about it. Although my 8th house is empty, I am strongly Scorpion in nature with a lifelong interest in the occult. While I do not consciously possess mediumistic abilities, my fascination with the afterlife is strong and persistent.

This weekend I met with a gifted medium.Transiting Pluto was opposing natal Mars and transiting Mars was squaring natal Pluto on the day of the session. One could call this a double whammy. Meeting on this particular day was not planned way in advance, mind you. The opportunity came on quite suddenly.

While I am not at the point of revealing details, I will say that it was incredibly emotional and a bit cathartic. I also believe that Source has been preparing me for this opportunity behind the scenes.

The last question I asked the medium was if my own abilities to connect with the departed would increase as a result of the reading. The answer was an emphatic yes.

Now for the reveal:

The following evening after my reading, I was drawn to re-read Sylvia Browne’s world predictions. I have at least four of her books and am a huge fan of hers. I used to tape her regular appearances on the Montel Williams show. I did not remember which book had this material, but I figured my bedroom closet was the most likely location. The top shelf is very high, so I stood on my tippy toes to grab the book with her name on the sleeve. The book came tumbling down along with my Goddess tarot cards, my healing cards, and a few other books. The tarot cards spilled all over the floor and I had plenty of stuff to clean up. While this was happening,  I flashed to a story in an old Shirley MacLaine book where an important book leaped off the shelves to get her attention. The Sylvia Browne book that created the avalanche was not the one I was originally searching for. But on the carpet near the scattered cards I found a cat’s whisker. Then I turned over the Sylvia Browne book that I had identified at the top of my closet shelf. Imagine my shock when I read the title.

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This is the second time I found a whisker after Dexter’s passing. The thought occurred to me that these whiskers could be from my previous cat, but I doubt it. In all the years since my first cat died, I never recall discovering a whisker.

I think this experience really qualifies as a dramatic “Other Side” encounter. I wonder who or what put the idea in my head to search for the book on predictions. The subtle impressions we receive are often overlooked. I am more comfortable with the visual so I tend to minimize non-visual stimuli. That could be an error on my part. I am sharing this here to celebrate the wonder of Spirit communication and to say that we are more likely to create what seems impossible if we keep ourselves open.

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check out Dexter’s fierce whiskers!

 

Please share in the comments section if you have ever found a whisker or other souvenir after your pet transitioned. What about wild, dramatic, experiences that resulted in contact from Spirit?

image credits ~ previously used public domain images(header) wikiart.org, (first image) wikipedia.org

April Update

Hello litebeings!

I am strongly led to get something out to you today. My computer is acting oddly, so if I am silent for a while, most likely I am in need of a new laptop.

Emotionally I am fried right now. Life is moving slow and fast concurrently. This defies understanding, so I will not even try. You probably can feel it yourself.

What I will do is briefly share how I am doing:

I lost a few pounds by eating less carbs.

I scheduled a colonoscopy. So what if it took 5 years to do so?

I am researching alternative healers and plan to use tax refund to pay for it. Let’s hope the person I choose is within my price range. Thanks to those who offered me assistance with this process.

I am walking almost daily whether I want to or not. It is about building momentum and a routine. This season with its glory has enticed me to go outside and be with the magic of nature. This Spring is dazzling and buzzing with activity.

I have resumed my meditation practice, courtesy of the Deepak Chopra series.

Here are some images I captured walking around my neighborhood in no particular order:

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It seems that when I do focus on 3D signs, they usually appear, especially those of the numerical variety.

I hope you all enjoyed this spring stroll and April update. I will write more once I am better grounded and my computer cooperates.

Namaste