Petapalooza

7-12-17 UPDATE: Guess what arrives in the mail, last night, the eve of the 2 year anniversary of Dexter’s death? A huge envelope from the SPCA. I open it up to discover a 2018 calendar featuring photos of cats and dogs. I have never received a calendar from them before, in all the years I have been affiliated with them. And look at the timing? hmmmmm…

I love you Dexter ❤

On Thursday or Friday I heard something on the radio about a Petapalooza in my neighborhood. My intuition told me this whisper was a possible summons. I like the name Petapalooza and was curious. I “heard” it was yesterday and noticed nothing was happening in the area. That is because it was scheduled for today!

Friday evening before bed I sensed Dexter asleep in his bed. Almost instantly I realized this could not be. Yet I gave myself permission to allow this idea to express itself. While asleep I dreamed about animals. Both a dog and a cat ran to me like babies missing their momma. When I hugged the cat, I felt the embrace of completeness. The cat felt like Dexter, but the body was ice-cold. I remarked about this coldness to someone in the dream. There was also a patch of purple fabric on the cat’s body. I did not analyze the dream, but figure Dexter was paying me a visit.

I awoke feeling confused and sad. Honestly, I have felt sad, lonely, missing, and angry for several months now. I keep working to find ways to heal what needs healing. I considered that the Petapalooza may offer some answers.

The weather is lovely so I did not mind the long walk from my car to the festivities. I told myself my body requires more exercise. At first I only saw dogs around, but eventually I noticed some cat rescue organizations. I checked out some cats, with the intention of browsing. I am not ready to adopt. Even though it will be 2 years next week since I lost Dexter. My grief has changed since then, but I am not fully over losing him. Part of me has not fully accepted his departure. I am not really surprised at this discovery. Not really.

While I am glad I got out of the house for a while, I was only more saddened by the sight of the homeless animals. I thought of my former cats Dex and Jasmine who I adopted from the SPCA.  Someone at the cat rescue booth suggested people take pictures of the kittens to post to social media. Once it occurred to me that I could help out, I had already begun to walk to my car. I simply lacked the energy to seize the moment. I feel like those shelter animals: abandoned, lost, empty, and sad.

I am not a stranger to depression. In this instance it is mostly situational. Practically everything in my life has disintegrated before my eyes. What I tell suicidal clients is that we are here for a reason and it is not our choice to end our lives. I am here to see how it all plays out. But at this moment it does not look good.

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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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A Simple Tale

Brief update: Happy to report my laptop is back home after a harrowing four days at Best Buy’s Geek Squad. All sorts of confusion and ridiculousness ensued and I am hoping at least some of it can be attributed to the Uranus station yesterday. I like Windows 10 and it is simpler in design than Window’s 8. I cannot get Cortana to talk to me, but maybe she isn’t one of my guides 🙂

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Two days ago I had a quick tale to tell. Now I have a simple tale about miracles and perspective. I am sharing this not only to inspire you , but to remind myself that all is well, somehow…

 

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I had the notion that the deadline to install Windows 10 for free on my laptop was fast approaching. I am not certain  I want the upgrade because of the privacy issues associated with the new operating system. Still, I wanted to learn more about it. My laptop may be incompatible with Windows 10 because of its age. So I did some research and was left more baffled than before. I decided to call the Geek Squad that is affiliated with the store where I purchased my PC. I was connected to a man with a strong southern drawl. His name was …… DEXTER.

Dexter was not able to answer my questions to my satisfaction and the remote viewing process disabled my security software. This freaked me out so I was leery of continuing further. However, I asked him if his name was Dexter and he answered in the affirmative. I wanted to be certain I had heard him correctly.

In my 55 years of living on Earth, I believe this is the first time I spoke to a human named Dexter. The fact that this happened 4 days after the anniversary of his passing was not lost on me. I sense that this urgent need to learn about the windows upgrade was communicated to me. I cannot be certain of this, but I was considering checking out cats tomorrow at the animal shelter. I do not know if this is a sign I should proceed, or more likely confirmation of my intense focus on my Dexter.

After this encounter, I watched the film Miracles From Heaven. It is about a young girl who undergoes a transformation that tests the faith of her family. I like Jennifer Garner and am attracted to these types of stories. I was quickly drawn into the story because the protagonist has a mysterious digestive disorder requiring numerous tests and hospital visits. If I had known this beforehand, I may have not watched the film. Her stomach becomes quite bloated and she is in constant excruciating pain. She endures an endoscopy and meets with several GI specialists. This was hitting too close to home.

Then the song Collide begins to play and my heart bursts wide open. That song is my jam. This song links me to my mystical encounter that happened eleven years ago on July 21st 2005. Today is July 16th, hmmmm.

The song was used to illustrate a strong connection between this ordinary, traditional church-going  family and the power of Source. I was quite tickled by this because Collide was written as a romantic love song. I intuited it to be about a higher love and it appears that the producers did so as well.

I will not give the story away because this film is relatively new. What I will say is that interwoven into the main storyline are several subtle miracles in action. I noticed a few of them immediately, but later on they are highlighted to convey the significance of faith.

I came away from today feeling mixed emotions. I am experiencing the extreme sadness and anguish that often accompanies pain, suffering, and powerlessness. At the same time, I am also warmed by the electric vitality of bold synchronicities that cannot be explained away.

I still am undecided about getting Windows 10 and adopting a new cat. But I feel less disconnected and more enchanted. Jennifer Garner’s character quotes Einstein at a pivotal point in the plot:

There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.

Which way do you choose?

 

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Black Squirrel Morning

There have been a plethora of creatures afoot in my world lately. I woke up feeling peaceful this morning, immediately drew the shades and spotted a black squirrel. Here’s a beloved old article about our animal friends.

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Now that we are in the thick of the liminal season, I know Where the Wild Things Are. They are in my backyard and in my dreams. While I continue to seek the identity of my permanent animals totems and the rest of my ” Team”, I can always rely on the natural world to provide temporary guidance. With Dexter by my side and Jasmine before him, I am more solid, more kind, and more engaged in general. Creatures make me a much better person.

So I present you with a few recent sightings that come to bring me blessings, which I in turn, will share with you :

On a mid October Friday morning the energy was quite vivid, with plenty of animal magic. Every morning one of the first things I do is draw the shades in my dining room. They open to my backyard which is…

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Pluto Mars Madness

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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?

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Poetry – Grace Everpresent

I am having a shaky day, in the shadows of a brilliant Solstice Celebration last evening. I am in need of consolation, so I shall use my words to comfort myself. This poem was written during a very dark time and I remember it well.

As a bonus, I am linking to an article I found about Grace. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Here is a sample:

Grace is Courage – You are in a state of grace when, during those moments when you can see no way out of a predicament, you know that love will prevail. Even though you may feel afraid, there is so much love in your heart that you know you will not give up. Grace is the warmth in your heart that gives you courage.

Please hold me in your thoughts and prayers as I navigate another challenge that I cannot control or avoid. The only way is through.

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Where is Grace?

Grace is realizing the car keys are in your other pocket

Grace is when the cop gives you a warning this time

Grace is when the red birds descend on your terrace ” just because”

Grace is when you discover your checkbook error

that you subtracted one hundred dollars by mistake

Grace is when the sky opens and the sun tells the clouds to get lost for a spell

Grace is the neighbor’s cat who snuggles with you after yours has passed away

Grace is the stranger who helps you pick up your groceries off the floor

Grace is the MRI that reveals you don’t have that illness after all

Grace is accepting what is and surviving with renewed hope

Grace is a whole heart after a lifetime of shatters and scars

Grace is a million new beginnings

Grace is finding love way past your prime

Grace is everpresent

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update (2013) :

I wrote this poem , or rather this poem wrote me, from a place filled with a mixture of despair, emptiness, hope, and gratitude. Your response has been wonderful and I thank you.  My poetry has always been fueled by intense emotion and manifests only when it is good and ready. Stay tuned for new arrivals in future posts.

 

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Coming out of the Dark: Saturn’s Voyage and So Much More

Now it can be told. Saturn in Scorpio teaches us how to survive what is impossible to survive, after which we end up one way or another on the other side of life. We learn how to heal ourselves as it teaches us healing power by revealing hidden metaphysical truths we need our courage to accept.

Everyone on Earth has been touched. It’s as if some creature has come along and slashed you with a big knife, and as it casually walks away, it casually tosses over its shoulder, “Grow up!”

How to live with that and go on? When it first happens, you find yourself crushed under a vast mountain of inconsolable pain. You are paralyzed under the weight of it. You despair of ever being able to move again. One day you wiggle your toes. After a while an inch by inch you crawl out from under the mountain of unbearable pain. Eventually (and it is inevitable) you set up a new life, away from the Mountain of Unbearable Pain, but not too far from it.

Close enough to feel twinges now and then, but mercifully far enough away so that the Mountain doesn’t block the light.

It’s inevitable.

This is where we are.

Michael Lutin  at http://www.michaellutin.com/

There is way too much going on energetically for me to catch up, event by event. Astrology is very organic and intuitive for me. And experiential. My astrological wisdom grows leaps and bounds via client work and the life experiences of myself and my inner circle. Popular culture  also strongly informs my understanding , as many followers of this blog know well by now. So I am presenting tonight a fusion of Saturn’s travels, the recent Solar Eclipse in Virgo, Mercury retrograde in Libra, and today’s equinox ( Fall in the Northern Hemisphere, Spring in the Southern Hemisphere).

Let’s start with Saturn who happens to also be my Traditional Chart Ruler ( much to my dismay, efforts to deny it are futile!) Michael Lutin’s interpretation of Saturn in Scorpio was  posted on September 11th. I see his contribution to be especially significant for this most recent re-entry into Scorpio and eventual forward movement back into Sagittarius. When I first read it, I got chills. I strongly relate to the mountain of pain and the surprising ability to end up on the other side of unbearable grief. This particular leg of the Saturn transit coincided with transiting Pluto conjunct my natal Saturn. Imagine Pluto Saturn squared.  This transit exacerbated illness , extreme physical pain, and grief compared with the last one about 29 years ago. The extra Pluto Saturn punch affected me profoundly in ways that I was not prepared for. Dexter passed away shortly after Saturn marched back into Scorpio and the losses keep coming. I just learned today that a family member tragically passed away. This happened about a week ago with Saturn still in the tail end of Scorpio. Thinking about how many lives have been affected blows me away. A little boy will grow up without his mother and my heart breaks for those who were closely connected to this young woman. I am on the other side of the mountain now, but still very close. I can see it across from me and occasionally I find myself back there.

But here’s the thing: I have no clue how I survived. Was I guided? Was I carried? I just don’t recall how I got here. Maybe this is what is meant by the phrase ” God comforts you while you are in pain.” Spirit does not lift it from you. But maybe Spirit simply allows you to make your way safely through.

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I pulled this card from the Goddess Tarot for the New Virgo moon /Solar Eclipse and it is perfect for me:

FIVE OF CUPS
Three cups have tipped over, spilling their magical water. But not all is lost—two cups are
still full.
Meanings: Disappointment with intimate relationships, disillusionment, sadness.
Concentrating on problems instead of assets. Desire to move on.

I truly believe that there were at least 2 cups filled throughout the recent past and they remain filled today. The woman in the card is still surrounded by sadness and disillusionment, but abundance is evident. I do have a desire to move on and I have taken steps to do so. It does seem like a push-pull phenomenon, yet it is better than moving backward  or staying stuck in quicksand. I still have some work to do regarding shifting my attention away from problems, but the word momentum has started showing up recently and I see that as a sign.

Before we can fully move on collectively, the retrograde requires our attention ( not to mention, but I will anyway, the Pluto station). Currently I am integrating the Libra energies currently strong with Mercury, today’s Equinox, and the upcoming Full Blood Moon/ Lunar Eclipse.

LIBRA = liberty, peace, justice, harmony, balance, negotiation, diplomacy, relating to self/other, liberation, beauty, romance, symmetry, grace, refinement.

I think I have the library concept down already, but the others deserve contemplation. Libra rules my 8th house and this is a house of mystery.   It keeps revealing more of itself to me as I move through time. Or time moves through me! I see Liberty, Justice, and Balance being played out on the world stage as well. The US presidential campaign, the Pope’s Cuba and US tour, the Syrian refugee crisis, and the transgender movement are just a few of the issues  and events that can benefit from the higher nature of Libra. Time will tell how conflicts are mediated and human rights are recognized.

This post is rather lengthy ~ 1111 words!, so I am going to wrap things up. I recently heard an old song on one of the TV music channels that gave me pause. I had not heard it in years and frankly forgot how meaningful it was to me at one time. Music never seems to fail me.

The song is Coming Out of the Dark by Gloria Estefan and it describes her experience of surviving and recovering from a major bus accident. It is an appropriate ending for this discussion on transformation and recovery.

I have faith that I am coming out of the dark ever so slowly. While there are still mountains to climb ( Saturn is always somewhere), I have a sense that there is a powerful shift coming.

Blessings on this Equinox to all and may we all shift towards global peace and harmony together.

Please listen to this uplifting song of healing:

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Roger and Me

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As Saturn makes its way out of Scorpio and we head towards a New Virgo Moon/ Solar Eclipse this Sunday, I find myself slowing down, taking stock, and listening deeper. While I consider myself a good listener, I still prefer talking. But talking rarely reveals spiritual secrets. Deep listening is one part of deepening awareness. Meditation, Dreamtime, and nature time are where I tend to uncover more. Music, art, and being in or near water also work well for me. Another surprising vehicle is popular culture. Reality TV shows, computer games; at times they play an important role in my development. Call me an atypical lightworker ( or liteworker) and you would be correct!

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While I am not a medium, I do appreciate the gift and the huge responsibilities that go along with it. I can easily imagine how they go through life. It seems like this particular type of sensitivity is becoming more mainstream. Mediums are trendy now in the US, with shows like The Long Island Medium and Monica the Medium. I really like this new show about Monica who is a college student at Penn State. I have observed her demeanor as rather compassionate and she appears to be quite gifted. As an empath myself, I enjoy seeing how she navigates between the physical and the spirit worlds. This young woman seems to be very authentic and I appreciate that distinction. Not everyone turns out to be what they call themselves. Discernment is critical for those on the path.  For local readers, the State College location is ironic. Happy Valley, as they call it, is a fabulous campus, out in the rural mountainous splendor of Central PA. I can report it is beautiful and a great place to be young. But it is as conservative as the day as long..

But I digress.. You are probably wondering at this point who Roger is and what is he doing Bernhard_Plockhorst_-_Schutzengelwith me. I am getting there, I promise! The last week or so my sleep has been disrupted. I have been bothered by lots of outside noise and lousy weather. Thunderstorms have left me on edge recently. I have had more nightmares and unpleasant dreams. This is atypical for me. I am no stranger to dubious recurring dreams or a spell of insomnia, but I rarely have nightmares. I have been waking up in the middle of the night screaming. I am now seeing odd objects and figures upon awakening. Not just in the dream, but upon awakening! Fortunately they fade almost instantly, but are disturbing nevertheless.

One object I saw the other night was pleasant though. It was a large red and green wreath. It reminded me of what people display at Christmas. I wonder if I am witnessing a bleeding of realities or dimensions. I know it is unique for me. Let me repeat, I do not recall ever experiencing this before. But I will not over-analyze. We are living in different times on this planet. Plus my life has been traumatic lately, and some of the trauma is worked out while in non-waking states. I wonder if anyone else has had this happen to them upon awakening?

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The night before last, I was given spiritual guidance. Messages were being channeled into my mind. Could I be listening to an angel?  The phrasing was poetic and the content seemed important. I do not remember one word of it though. I wish I could recall, but figure the information is safe inside of my being.  What I do remember is asking for the name of my guide. I have been fixated on identifying at least 1 guide. I have been told the guardian angel is the best place to start. I finally received a name: Roger 

Who is Roger? The only Roger I know is Mr. Rogers of Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood. So I consulted Google and found some sites that define names.  I liked this site especially. Roger is defined as a fighter or spearman with an 11 Soul number. Hmmm, I am partial to 11s.  I am not certain that in fact I have a guide named Roger, but this is the closest I have gotten in this process.  I do trust that what occurs between 2 and 4 AM to be more spiritually telling than at other times of day. More movement flows when the veils are thinner.

I also had a Dexter dream the same night. I have had 3 dreams so far,  one with me petting a  miniature Dexter and  two others featuring life-size Dexters on my bed. I felt at peace with him there, as natural as can be. During one dream he tilted his head back, signaling me to rub his head more.

I also had a dream of a tiger biting me, but Tiger is one of my Power Animals so that is different. Dexter did not bite, but my first cat Jasmine certainly did. Jasmine was quite feisty.  I have not had any visitations, more memory residue than anything else. I am fine with this for now.

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But the name Dexter has been showing up in strange places. I play a game on Facebook called Farmville 2. Please don’t judge me, hehe! Anyway, you can buy animals for your virtual farm. Just recently the store has been featuring miniature Dexter Cows! Of course I bought one! I don’t know what a Dexter cow is and I did not research it online. I was just tickled by the prospect that one exists.

Dexter also showed up on a cooking show. I was watching My Grandmother’s Ravioli yesterday and the host was cutting some meat. It was part of a Chinese recipe and as he is cutting he blurts out ” How do you say Dexter in Chinese?”  He was referring to the TV character Dexter, but the timing of this made it special for me. I have heard that your pet is trying to contact you if you begin to see his or her name several times. I have been thinking more of my first cat Jasmine since Dex died. I called her Jazz for short. A new TV show popped up recently about a transgender teenager that I began to watch. The show is called I am Jazz. This was funny since I do not know of any pop culture characters who go by Jazz.

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What messages have you uncovered by deep listening?

 

 

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