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Oh Baltimore,

How wonderful it is to know you always deliver, you always bring joy, excitement, love, and a sense of adventure. And then there’s the mystical essence you carry so well, with simplicity and confidence. Our reunion was a dream realized. It took a bit longer than my ego wanted, but it was really on Divine Time.

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Baltimore and I go wayyyy back. My maternal grandmother was born in Brooklyn but her parents moved to Baltimore. She eventually returned to New York to live with a relative and met my grandfather, but many from her family remained in Maryland. While I only recall one visit to my great aunt’s home in Pikesville, my mother spent alot of time in the Baltimore area. I have taken a few trips there with friends but one trip was very unusual. In my twenties, I met a man at a party. While I have no idea how this was possible ( pre-computers) I interpreted his chart for him and we kept in touch. He invited me to visit him in Baltimore for a few days. I agreed to stay with a man I only met once. It was a spectacular time. We rode everywhere on his motorcycle, which I found both terrifying and exhilarating. We went to many local haunts and had dinner one night with his mom. I had a magical time and that memory still has sparkles!

I did not know if I would attend the NCGR Astrology conference until just a few weeks before as I waiting to see if I would get a scholarship. I did get one and then learned my supervisor was leaving his job and with him went his offer to cover my work for vacation.  I was so excited to go to my first out – of – town Astrology conference. The last one I attended was in 2013. Eventually, all was settled and Labor Day weekend 2019 was here!

Highlights: 

Eating crabcakes three days in a row

Making new friends

Catching up with old friends

A lovely hotel with a stellar view of the Inner Harbor

Spending time back at the National Aquarium

Getting off one’s thought and time loop and allowing life to happen

Few plans and few expectations

The energy of the city, vibrant people, and glittering waves of good cheer

The event dovetailed with my Second Saturn Return. My first one was non-traditional in that nothing “expected ” happened. What did happen is I became a student of A Course in Miracles and my inner circle became inundated with other astrologers. I studied with a group and met many new people as a result. I attended my first astrology gathering at this time and some of those people are still in my life today. This second return echoed the first. While my astro community is wonderful in many ways, it is filled with spirits in form with various personalities and egos. While the conference had some conflicts and mishaps, the joy totally outweighed the negativity.

One conversation was particularly otherworldly: I was attending a lecture and someone in the audience said he had Pluto on the Ascendant. I ran into him the next evening, as if in a lucid dream I thought : Let’s walk up to him and see hat happens. So I did and very soon after two others came over. I did not know them but we had much in common. I began discussing the Presidential candidates and my fondness for Marianne Williamson. This is a topic I did not discuss in astrological gatherings. It turns out one of the people worked on her campaign!  I was told about this theory that Marianne was the reincarnation of Abigail Adams. My mind was blown! We discussed the Course in Miracles and the times to come. I mentioned my timidness around a famous astrologer and how much I enjoyed his 2020 lecture. He came to join our tiny group as he was friends with one of the people I just met. It turns out the famous astrologer knows Marianne very well. Other synchs starting happening in rapid succession. I was feeling such awe.

I will keep the rest of that conversation private but suffice it to say that much magick was evident in mysterious happenings in Charm City. I discovered that my Saturn in Capricorn in the 11th house opposing Mars ( conflict, men, action) and trining Pluto ( influence, rebirth, disintegration) brought my 11th house matters ( astrology, friends, hopes, wishes, dreams. clubs, groups) to light. It was so freeing to be away from home in a city that is so vibrant and friendly. I realize that it is the blending of my energies with this location, as not everyone shares my experience. Baltimore is ordinary in many ways but shimmers for those who notice.

Looking back almost one year later, I am so glad I made this trip happen. Money was tight and getting time off was difficult, but my soul needed to immerse itself with my soul group and roam around untethered. Some of the predictions made at the conference about 2020 did come to pass, but not in the way I expected. And I can live with that as I would not change a thing. Ripples continue and mysteries abound…

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Trudging Through The Revolution

According to Webster’s dictionary, Revolution is the action by a celestial body of going round in an orbit or elliptical course,  completion of a course (as of years), a sudden, radical, or complete change, and a fundamental change in the way of thinking about or visualizing something a change of paradigm.

I like how all the different meanings coalesce and vibe off each other. Time and movement can inform change in action and in philosophy. The times we live in now show us how history impacts the present and how different perspectives inform the shifting of our future.

It is not an accident that a Lunar Eclipse is occurring this year on America’s birthday. While the entire planet is in major transition, so many look to the US for answers. The US or ” us ” is a hot mess right now, but has been for many decades. It just takes humans awhile to collectively take notice.

I must say I am fortunate to be born here. I realize that my ancestors may have all perished if this country was not open to them. My incarnation into my present family may not have happened without the colonization of the Americas. Yet, this process was brutal, barbaric, and we still live with its wounds today. The slaughter and cheating of indigenous people to take their land, the cruel enslavement of Africans to work the fields, so much damage has been done here.

I live in Philadelphia and went to college here.  I worked for the City of Philadelphia for close to 20 years. I have lived here most of my life. I am very much intertwined with this experiment in democracy. 

There is a magic in Olde City, the original US Capitol. The energy is still palpable. The people who came together were all flawed, but they wanted to build something enduring that was a step up the evolutionary ladder. My time in Baltimore last summer ( which I still have yet to write about) led me to a newfound interest in the Revolutionary era and my mini-vacation this March led me to new epiphanies about this time period.

I am taking advantage of my time at home by watching Hamilton on Disney+ and reading Return of the Revolutionaries: The Case for Reincarnation and Soul Groups Reunited. Both the film and book are lengthy but definitely interesting. I wanted to see Hamilton for some time, but the expense was out of reach and I have lost my enthusiasm for theater. When I heard I could see the film at home for $6.00, I knew that this was within my price range! I have watched about half the film so far and it is energetic, highly original, and diverse in music and cast. I know little about Alexander Hamilton and will do some research if I enjoy the film at its conclusion. I was hoping it would teach me more about the founding fathers, but mostly I am noticing the wonderful songs and choreography.

The Return of the Revolutionaries is a book that describes the links between current personalities with those living here during the American Revolution. According to the author Semkiw, many are influential entertainers, thought leaders, and politicians. Semkiw claims to be the reincarnated John Adams and has a theory on how souls look very similar over lifetimes in terms of facial symmetry. The photographs provided are numerous, with many pointing to marked similarities in appearance. While it cannot be proven, it is fascinating to consider the soul group coming back now to live again and make a difference in shaping current society. I wonder if many of my soul group are part of the WordPress family?

While I have not had any visions or dreams to suggest to confirm my theory, I think it was likely that I also lived during the American Revolution right here in Philadephia. Many of the founders were astrologers and I do resonate so much with this city with distinct flavor and energy. I do not think I was anyone of note, just another soul walking the Earth during those unsettling, critical times. I have several friends and some family I could visualize in colonial days. My interest in Quakerism also speaks to this linkage. I lived in Reading PA as a child and felt at home there. I chose to return to this area to go to college and remained after graduation. It is just a feeling that has been building inside of me. I know it does not really matter now, because future, past, and present are just constructs we use to make sense of linear time.

I do see my country as a microcosm of Gaia in that is a place created as an experiment of sorts that attracted in so many diverse souls of various frequencies and ways of being. I pray for my city, country, and planet that I call home for now. May she not just revolve around the time and space, but may she live up to the intention of a more perfect union, one of unity, freedom, equality, and peace,

With plenty of love

Check this out: I just found this video from Marianne Williamson with her Fourth of July Message. In it she speaks about the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution and why they matter so much today. According to Semkiw, Marianne is the reincarnation of Abigail Adams, the wife of John Adams. The video is very compelling in light of this connection:

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Tangled Up In Blue

Tangled up in Blue is one of my favorite songs on one of my favorite albums ( Blood on the Tracks) by one of my favorite artists, the enigmatic poet Bob Dylan. As I deconstruct my dream life, alternate lives, and this present waking state in preparation for my challenge contribution,  this phrase presented itself. The song is a gem and conjures up many memories for me. It would be prominent in the soundtrack of my life if my life was a feature film. Clearly it would be independent and somewhat artsy…

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Tonight I literally feel tangled up in blue so I will let my art selection express my narrative for me. Immersing myself in time travel and the Mercury retrograde in Libra re-entering my house of partners ( which is currently quite crowded with Venus, Mars, and Jupiter) has resulted in minor melancholy, stormy seas, and iridescent sky scapes.

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Enjoy the water even if it is a little chilly. Let the clouds guide you as you sail to mysterious ports of call. Remember you can never go off course.

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Collisions with Gaia

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As she entered the Castle building where she lived just one year ago, she hoped to return again. But it will be different this time. As she walked around the small studio dwelling, familiar glimmers of her power began to enter her awareness.

As she stood in the kitchen of the current tenant, she marveled at  the earth mother vibe, with homemade baked bread, loads of fresh veggies, and  various containers and  bowls containing beans soaking in water. How unusual, she murmured to herself. I have never seen beans outside of a can before, but yet, something within me wants to grow into a woman who understands the glory of the earth. She wondered how the water revives the beans and what other mysteries reside within them.

I will live here alone and build my life anew. Saturn is demanding that I put down my own roots for the first time in this life. Perhaps I will be similar to this woman whose home I will claim. This is my time. She told the owner she will take the apartment.

 

Now is the ideal time to share more of the back story behind my starting litebeing chronicles.  I hinted at this tale here. It goes back to Halloween 2012, and in many ways, much further beyond  linear time itself. ( as I type these last words, my phone rings. Often I notice that the truth is often echoed with sounds in one’s immediate environment. Just sayin’ )

This is my Halloween tale, litebeing style. Read closely and you will learn about ghosts, spirits, lightly veiled mysteries, and the great beyond…

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Mystic Wheel – The Vision of Ezekiel by Angelico 1452

 

Before I proceed, I am going to share with you my personal theory on interpersonal connections. I have been playing with this for some time but never disclosed it before. I visualize that all beings are like planetary bodies with unique orbits. All of these orbs spin like wheels through space and time. Picture natal astrology wheels in orbit. This is why some relationships are fleeting, while others are “permanent” or intermittent. The mystic wheel above is as close of an approximation I could find online. My Dancing Rainbow Wheels header image also conveys a possible interpretation. Consider either image and then close your eyes and imagine infinite wheels moving independently at various speeds throughout eternity. Then imagine that certain wheels start to gradually slow down and begin colliding together and aligning symmetrically, only to pick up speed again in a yet to be determined instant…

 

Now back to our story: 

Two years ago I was searching for some missing ” elements” in my life. My physical health was clearly deteriorating and I was not certain I could stand the pressure to work a full-time job anymore. Certain aspects of my life needed to change. My devotion to Quakerism had evaporated. My long-held ideas about the workings of Spirit were up for grabs. While I loved ( and still love) so many of my Quaker Friends ( and friends), I knew that my worldview was not confined to one particular religious denomination. I just did not know what was true for me anymore and I was scared. While I was relieved to discover that it had always been about the people, not the circumstances that attracted them to my life after all, I still felt empty. My carefully honed house of cards came tumbling down, yet again.

When I learned that Tracie was discounting soul-truthing sessions, I was curious to learn more. I enjoyed her Gaia channeling at the monthly Soundbaths I had attended. I was very intrigued by this process of soul communication and the price was right. So I contacted her straight away. We scheduled my session for Halloween. It seemed like the perfect time to access whatever has been hidden from view.

Ever hear something that seemed so wrong but you could not ignore it, no matter how hard you tried? I always take any reading with copious grains of salt, because my intuition will always remain the ultimate authority.  However, when I was told that my flame had basically dimmed and that I was living like an observer, detached from life, I had to face the music. I was closing down. I was instructed to invoke fire energy into my life though daily meditation. Once I was revitalized, the time would come to use some herbs to get grounded.  Fire, than earth. I asked Tracie where I could purchase the herbs and she suggested a store in my neighborhood. While the reading contained a lot more information, we will focus today on the need to reclaim my passion. This journey reminded me of the shamanic practice of soul retrieval. My vitality depended on elemental medicine and I was ready to begin healing.

Within days I began to witness a variety of opportunities before me. The Quakers have a phrase for this ~ “way opens”.  I do not recall the exact timing of these events, but it really doesn’t matter. I saw the film Cloud Atlas and was enthralled with it for weeks after my initial viewing. The weaving of  seemingly disparate stories and characters  was so compelling. I was profoundly moved by this film. I then was introduced to Anita Moorjani’s book Dying to Be Me. I had to finish the book in one sitting. It was so captivating !  I totally got it, beliefs were irrelevant, it is all about experience.   YES ! Disease awareness campaigns only create more fear and dis-ease manifestations. Fear is not needed here, life does not require fear. On the heels of these revelations I began my first Deepak  Chopra guided meditation online series. I was hooked, meditating daily with little effort, just by keeping the commitment. My practice was flowing, After decades of difficulty, I now looked forward to closing my eyes and entering the stillness. It felt sooooo comforting.

Just a few weeks later, I sign up with WordPress and begin blogging. Further down the rabbit hole I go.

But there’s more….

Fast forward to late October 2013, 1 year after my soul truthing session. It is high time I find some herbs. I drive to the herb shop and it is closed. So I go to the bakery instead and buy some sweets and talk astrology with some women in the cafe section. I know that I must return to the herbal store soon. It is typical me to wait for months to go somewhere and then get so disheartened when the place is closed. I tell myself it will be fine to wait a bit longer. I return on All Saints Day, just a few days before a Solar Eclipse and my birthday. I allude to this encounter here. The herb shop is open and I walk in the door. I immediately feel disoriented and overwhelmed. The potent aromas carry me back to a distant time and place. Where am I ?? I am confused and suddenly fatigued , yet determined to purchase some tea. I wanted  a blend that I had just read about on Lehua’s blog, rooibos chai. But the small store was packed with so many choices and I was unable to decide. A gentle woman calms my nerves by smiling and simply listening to my ramblings. She patiently helps me find some tea, a strainer and some sage. We chat a bit and I tell her about my astrology practice. She smiles and blurts out that she is also an astrologer. Time melts away as we talk and talk and talk. There are no other customers, so it appears that we are being given divine permission to converse in the middle of the business day. This young herbalist and I swap contact info and say goodbye. Before I exit, I am reminded of the beans soaking in the bowls about 29 years ago…

 

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Fast forward to NOW: 

The herbalist and I become good friends. We share a  synastric  Neptune / Venus  conjunction that has been showing up everywhere. The first time I discovered it was with James. These folks born in the late 1970s and early 1980s  joyfully buzz around me like exuberant bees, abundant with love and light. I am so grateful for their presence and the otherworldly Neptune Venus influence, so rare and exquisite.

In this particular scenario, there is a distinctive tie in with herbs. I have been using odd herb and spice combos in my cooking for what seems like forever. First it was cayenne in everything, than garlic, curry,  hot sauce and now ginger, Sriracha, and the multipurpose turmeric. No one has ever showed me how to use these ingredients and I do not use recipes. I use these ingredients intuitively, without measurements. This process is so natural to me.  On a few occasions, some have said that I have been a healer before; the go – to person for herbal remedies in my community. I begin to wonder if this could be true.

There are so many threads to this sweeping tale, some obvious ; others elusive. Shortly after I began blogging I met Karen, Monika and Sindy. Karen blogs on reincarnation. Monika posted about Cloud Atlas close to my WordPress arrival. Sindy began advertising the Deepak meditation series ( The next one begins this Monday). Through reading comments on Sindy’s blog I meet Shree, who writes a book review on Dying to be Me.  And on and on it goes.

2 years amounts to 730 days. It has been exactly 2 years since I had my soul – truthing session. It goes by so incredibly fast, doesn’t it? A string of subtle moments: a steaming cup of tea, candles flicker in the distance, a bowl of beans soaking on the counter, the fragrant whiff of fresh herbs, a stranger smiles, the winds kick up. One day slips into another.

 

The wheels keep spinning….

 

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References:

http://karenkubicko.wordpress.com/2014/09/16/why-are-we-here-again-16-of-my-past-lives-to-help-understand/

Deepak Chopra

http://bluebutterfliesandme.wordpress.com/2012/11/15/wherever-i-go-there-i-am/

Anita Moorjani

http://heartsongsblog.wordpress.com/2013/09/11/dying-to-be-me-by-anita-moorjani/

Cloud Atlas

http://symbolreader.net/2012/12/27/cloud-atlas-farewell-to-the-age-of-pisces/

http://tracienichols.com/

For more on the Collision series and other related posts:

https://litebeing.com/2013/09/05/everything-old-is-new-again/