September Splash

Re-Write Your Story

I wrote these words on the easel in my office on my very last day of work. I used them as inspiration for an exercise I concocted for the Pick Up The Pieces group I ran every Wednesday afternoon. This group was designed for adolescents and young adults who wanted to find their way back to living, not simply existing as mental health consumers. The purpose was to nurture one’s resilience and find a path forward.  It was my baby and I worked very hard to bring this concept to life. It was exciting to witness positive changes in the group members and the group was creating quite a buzz in my program. It gave me a reason to get up in the morning and I miss it terribly.

I had the participants jot down an event that they found to be upsetting with a very negative outcome. Their task was to re-write the story and imagine a new, positive ending. I could tell they found this exercise challenging, but they prevailed and began to write.  They were to return next Wednesday to discuss their revised stories. I was not there the following Wednesday to find out how their events were re-imagined, but I get to revise my own narrative.

My dear friend and  fellow bloggette Sue suggested a few weeks ago that I re-imagine my Colonodyssey  piece to re-vitalize my energy. She thought it would be healing for me to move on from that episode and I agreed.  It seemed like a great idea, but I was not ready at the time. Then inspiration finally hit! September has arrived with cold, rainy might, announcing a change of the energies in a dramatic way. Where was Summer, I wonder? This pronounced change may have aided my ability to begin a new project.  I have just started drawing this evening and the process of conceptualization has altered my mood quite noticeably. Seeing some lovely images of the Grand Canyon on TV and in print have left me wanting more. The bold colors and contrasts, not to mention how the light bounced off the rock and water, all did their part. That yearning to feel awe and majesty has led me to begin my interpretation of one of Gaia’s natural spectacles. I have a hunch the Grand Canyon will be a significant symbol in my evolution.

This post is to coax me to continue creating and remembering that life is creation. Change is not an enemy, but an ally that sustains the material experience.  At least, that is what I am telling myself. And I know I can change my thoughts. Afterall, what have I been telling my clients for years?

I feel sad that my group could not continue and that my connections with my clients have been severed. But I cannot ignore the fact that I decided to declare Re-write Your Story on my very last day of work, not knowing that it would be the final words left as my swan song. This is significant to me; I feel it deep in my bones.

September has made a splash and I am excited to see where it takes me.

How about you?

 

Here is the inspiration for my group’s title:

 

UPDATE: Guess what I found on the front page of Sunday’s newspaper?

 

 

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Saturn Direct

There are mountains in our way, but we climb a step every day.

Saturn stations direct on 8-25-17 at 8:08 AM EDT. I am already noticing a calmness and expectancy of progress. In my chart, this transit is occurring in the 10th house of reputation, calling, and public persona. Considering all the changes I am experiencing, I am hopeful that clarity and peace will prevail.

Many of my readers have been aware that I have been quite depressed for a few months. Those who are astrologically-minded will understand that transiting Saturn has been opposing my natal moon in the 4th house since Christmas 2016. During this same time period, transiting Pluto has been opposing my natal Mars in the 6th house.  The second direct hit of both these cosmic events just occurred within a few days of each other, (the beginning of this month). They are still strongly in effect and will remain until October 2017 and December 2017 respectively. The lunar and solar eclipses just amplified the intensity for me. The lunar eclipse was conjunct my ascendant and square my Sun. Monday’s solar eclipse was conjunct my chart ruler, Uranus in my 7th house, close to my descendant and opposing Chiron. All my wounds about identity and relationships came up for review big time.

Within just a few days my life has truly changed. Last Monday I received my Ancestry DNA results.  Last Tuesday I interviewed to be Clinical Director at a Substance Abuse IOP program. Last Wednesday I lost my job as a therapist at a Psych Rehab program.

The program lost 60% of its funding and my position was eliminated. While losing the job is not surprising, dealing with the aftermath is quite traumatic for me on many levels. I hope that this gift of time will re-energize my drive to blog more. I certainly hope this will happen as I have so much to share here with all of you.

While I do plan to write in-depth separate articles on my genealogy findings and the loss of my job, today is not that day. I still have more inner work to do, including more meditation, prayer, and journaling. I am excited that my oldest friend from junior high/ high school is visiting from Texas tomorrow. This unexpected surprise is a welcome one, fortunately!

What  I mentioned today is just the tip of the iceberg. So many people are leaving and entering my life. So many choices and options are on the table. So much grieving and forgiving is necessary before I can truly move forward with confidence and sure-footedness.   I am actively working on integrating all this seismic activity internally.

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Finally, I want to leave with you a song as you contemplate tomorrow’s Saturn station. Up Where We Belong is the Grammy and Oscar-winning song from the film An Officer and a Gentleman starring Richard Gere and Debra Winger. Both the song and the movie emphasize Saturnian themes of achievement, seizing the moment, and overcoming obstacles. They are also both personal favorites of mine and have been since seeing the film for the first time as a college senior.

 

 

What does Saturn mean in terms of your evolution?

 

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Poetry ~ The Guest House

Alia’s comment on my Just a Bad Day post prompted me to remember Rumi’s remarkable The Guest House piece. As I navigate transiting Pluto opposing natal Mars along with my moon being hit by both a square from transiting Chiron and an opposition from transiting Saturn, it is comforting to remember that this “shit storm” of emotional fallout is preparing me for some future state of being. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. May we all transition gracefully and with some guidance from Rumi.

 

 

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I did not plan to blog today. While in the midst of a personal emotional roller coaster ride, I learned of the passing of Nelson Mandela. When I considered the magnitude of his challenges, I realized that I could benefit from a serious perspective shift.   So I  decided to take my temporary angst and convert it into a fine elixir of truth. Rumi always works for me during moments like these. I have shared this poem on this blog once before, but I never tire of its message…

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The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you…

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Fifteen Reminders To Help You Make It Through The ‘Holidaze’

This is such a great post about supporting us proudly weird, strongly attuned empaths/lightworkers/INFJ or INFP types during the holidaze. With the exception of the “sinfully sensitive” description (maybe it’s meant to be tongue in cheek), I wish I had written it myself.

Thank you Paula for all you do in your practice and online here at WP.

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(This post was first published on intergifted, a great site for gifted adults.)

1  You’re not too sensitive if you’re easily overwhelmed by the holiday muzak, the florescent lights, the crowds, the frenetic meaningless pace, the likely psychopathic Santa and the smell of stale popcorn at the shopping mall.

2  You’re not a failure as a human being if your siblings went to Stanford and are all doctors and have two and a half kids and you’re still wondering what to do when you grow up because you took a detour into drug treatment and psychotherapy because your soft heart and gentle spirit needed to heal.

3  You’re not lacking in empathy if you’re frustrated and irritated, well, OK, enraged by society’s focus on the status of having more and more stuff, the bigger the better, while they’re oblivious…

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The Road to Resilience

This is a guest post I wrote for amberskyeforbes.wordpress.com back in 2013. While reviewing my draft folder I discovered it and concluded the message is timely. Resilience is one of my favorite topics and is front and center in my consciousness today. I hope it resonates for you also.

Thank you Amber for having me as a guest blogger today. I want to share some thoughts I have about human resilience in the face of loss. Life is a series of continuous losses. After you take your first breath, you find your way on the path towards your final one. Our cells constantly regenerate. In fact, it is known that our bodies completely change every seven years. Typically people equate death with loss and sometimes use those terms interchangeably. Yet, loss is pervasive and incredibly universal. Here are some common losses to consider: loss of health, loss of youth, loss of innocence, loss of a relationship, loss of teeth, loss of weight, loss of physical strength, loss of vitality, loss of purpose, loss of  money.  Even if we live in the same home and work at the same building, our atmosphere is constantly changing. Quantum physics has proven that your favorite chair is really made up of energy particles that are not solid matter. Change, loss, regeneration, motion……. change, loss, regeneration, motion…… This theme is one of the few constants in the human experience.

So how do we cope when the human ego craves the status quo and desperately tries to hold on to what is familiar and safe? The first step is always the same ; acceptance. When one grieves a loss, it may take a while to come to acceptance, but once there, the path to resilience is within reach. Eckhart Tolle espouses that acceptance of what is will lead to inner peace. In his book The Power of Now , Tolle  says

Watch any plant or animal and let it teach you acceptance of what is, surrender to the Now.
Let it teach you Being.
Let it teach you integrity — which means to be one, to be yourself, to be real.
Let it teach you how to live and how to die, and how not to make living and dying into a problem.

The idea of non-resistance has been embraced readily in the East, but not as much in the Western world. However, the popularity of Tolle’s work , along with yoga, meditation, and mindfulness practices, has made this concept more palatable across the globe.

A receptive attitude towards life is also essential to the cultivation of resilience. To be receptive means to be open to new ideas and possibilities, even in the throes of pain and sadness.  It also includes the ability to look at situations in a new light and the awareness of a larger worldview. For example, deciding to move to a new city so that your partner can accept a new position may leave one feeling conflicted about giving up their current social connections and comfortable lifestyle. Yet, with a receptive attitude, one can see how this decision to support your partner may also bring them into alignment with a fulfilling new career path, nurturing like-minded friends, and awaken a dormant sense of adventure and vitality.

It is often much easier to make these behavioral changes in community. Community can mean biological family, family of creation, spiritual/ religious group, neighborhood circle, social media, or outside support system. For those who need additional support with the grieving process or making transitions, a support group or therapy group often can provide the community and treatment/support necessary to face the crisis in a healthy manner. I have worked many years as a therapist with people dealing with acute and chronic mental health challenges. The amount of loss and trauma many of these individuals carry is close to unimaginable. Often a history of abuse and/ or trauma is present in those with certain mental health issues, which can trigger substance abuse through self-medication. This choice can create more loss and trauma, along with the traumas inherent that many encounter in the mental health and criminal justice systems. The Mental Health Recovery Movement that is emerging in the US and Europe addresses these issues in a proactive , holistic, humane fashion. My work in a Recovery program gave me the opportunity to create and facilitate groups that embraces those values. I ran a Grief and Loss group that  gave the members the space to develop trust, improve communication, and begin the path to acceptance, forgiveness, and hope. We often examined ways to re-frame a situation in order to encourage attitudinal change and healing. We often discussed how we gained something positive in the wake of a loss. When a commercial began airing with the slogan ” What will you gain when you lose? “,  I began to wonder if the advertising firm was eavesdropping on our group!

I am not suggesting that resilience is inevitable, some people are genetically wired to be naturally more resilient than others. So perhaps there are those among us that experience less setbacks or regroup quicker from a significant loss. We all can make a huge impact upon our own destiny by increasing our awareness of when we need some form of treatment/ intervention in the face of depression, anxiety, extended grief, trauma, and difficult life transitions. Relief from suffering and recovery from loss is possible and there are many wonderful resources available. We all deserve the best possible life we can create for ourselves. Evidence of resilience is abundant both in nature and bustling cities, and everywhere in-between. Take a close look around you and you are bound to discover it in action.

Resources:

http://www.imhcn.org/

http://www.mentalhealthamerica.net/

http://www.mentalhealthrecovery.com/

http://ncmhr.org/

https://netforum.avectra.com/eWeb/DynamicPage.aspx?Site=USPRA&WebCode=about

http://raysofhope.blogs.com/my_weblog/2011/04/resources-list-for-grief-loss-trauma-and-transitions.html

http://www.amazon.com/Power-Now-Guide-Spiritual-Enlightenment/dp/1577311523

http://www.amazon.com/Counting-Our-Losses-Reflecting-Bereavement/dp/0415875293

http://www.amazon.com/Mans-Search-Meaning-Viktor-Frankl/dp/080701429X

http://www.amazon.com/Resilience-Things-Bounce-Back-ebook/dp/B006NZ7HQQ/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1370381672&sr=1-1&keywords=resilience

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Sleep Deprivation Induced Truths

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I have become inspired by many writers who share themselves so generously, day by day, blog after blog, article after article, book after book. I want to dig deeper today and invite you to see more of the real me, in this moment.

I yearn to be seen and heard, without any mask or pretense. I will supply more of the back story of my existence. It is as necessary as my next breath.

I am sitting here typing on less than 2 hours sleep. The past few years I have struggled with sleep deprivation from time to time. This is due less to insomnia and more from persistent digestive issues. When I find it is easier to stay out of bed, I come to the computer and television to distract myself. It is easier to go back and forth to the bathroom from a sitting position. I have become more accustomed to the sleep deprivation knowing I eventually catch up on my sleep. I have made my peace with this.

But it has taken time. For about one year ( 2011-2012) I barely held my full-time job. I was out sick several days a week and kept employed due to FMLA. The mornings were the worst, and if I did not sleep, I would call out sick. There are many reasons my health deteriorated back then. But what matters is that I did the best I could to maintain some semblance of order in my disorderly life.

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I am in physical pain almost every day. This has been going on for over a year. There are occasional pain-free days, but they are rare. The pain fluctuates from mild to excruciating to anything in-between. I find it really difficult to talk about this. But it is not that hard to describe here.  At least not now. Plans are made, knowing full well, they may have to be cancelled at the last-minute. My expectations about how I spend my time are incredibly low. This may be a good thing, as expectations drag me down. And yet, I would like to be able to make commitments with a modicum of confidence.

I cope with the pain in a variety of ways, such as prayer, reading inspirational materials, watching spiritually themed videos, journaling, and positive self-talk. I let myself cry freely and without judgement. Many bloggers write about chronic and/or severe health struggles, and I find solace from reading these personal accounts.

Sometimes turmeric and ginger help. Sometimes I try something a bit stronger. It is interesting that I spent about an hour on the phone with a pharmacist about the dangers of prescribed opiates shortly before Prince died. It was as if I knew these pills could kill me. My doctor only prescribed a few pills with no refills. He handled this very responsibly. It is just that I have a tendency to relish not existing in this reality. I also have a history of self-medicating as a teen. Yet I have only taken 1 pill since leaving the hospital, just so you know. But I am grateful the bottle is close by.

I want to share how I felt on April 15th, my latest trip to the hospital. I had just gotten my first IV dose of an opiate painkiller while in the ER for my lower GI pain. This was the kind of debilitating torture that led me to call 911 for myself. I had never needed to do that before. I can still remember how free I felt once the stuff kicked in. I was devoid of worry, my muscles had relaxed, and my pain was virtually non-existent. I raised my voice and declared how great it was to be free! Funny thing is, the subsequent doses have less of an effect. ( Actually this is not funny at all, quite the contrary.)

 

I never know where I will be or how long I will be away from home. I pay my bills as quickly as possible, in case I am hospitalized without notice. I sometimes pack a bag to take with me to the doctor, on the off-chance I may need a change of clothes. I eat most meals wondering if I will be regretting my choice of foods. Why is it that the sauce I could eat all my life no longer agrees with me? Why does the sandwich I prepared last week make me double up in agony when I fix the same thing today? Sometimes the food does not make a difference. Truth is, no one seems to know much about my illness, triggers, or treatment.

I am just supposed to live like this.

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Today is one of those times where I am struggling with fatigue and pain. I do not know if it will pass or increase in intensity. I never know. It has been so very isolating to keep my feelings locked away inside, only to discuss with a very select few. Many have welcomed a frank discussion about my health. I just don’t like to rehash it verbally. It is quite arduous and seems futile most of the time. But I do not like feeling so alone with my struggle. I want to move out of the false optimism and embrace this moment of despair. For it is real and honest and alive within me.

One day I would also like to put my name on this blog and all of my content. The main reason I don’t disclose my  full name is because I am afraid prospective employers wouldn’t be receptive to my story. The irony is that I cannot seem to find a job to save my life.

Now I wonder if finding one would save my life.

 

Comments are closed for this entry. I would like you to contact me here if you have any comments or questions. Please keep me in your prayers. Perhaps this unfiltered confession will be balm for my soul. Thank you for listening.

 

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Bouncing Back

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2015 has been a very intense year, full of surprises and obstacles. I came into the year full of excitement and hope. Saturn was leaving Scorpio and moving up towards my Midheaven. Time to manifest and rebuild.

Or so I thought. Taking my pension a bit early was much more of an adjustment than anticipated. I figured that having some monetary security would actually build my confidence once I resume my job search. I also thought that taking my time would allow for some truly necessary relaxation and self-care.

Apparently the Universe had other ideas. The acceptance of having nearly approached government-employee retirement age proved very difficult. Old stuff came to the surface in a variety of unusual ways. I experienced bodily sensations and dreams that put death and mortality on the front burner once more. Strong themes of mortality were rising to the surface and were beginning to become a preoccupation. Having a medical emergency and then needing to put Dexter down gave more power to old fears and worries about the unknown.

Due to all the obstacles of the past few months, I did not get back on the horse. I have not looked for work. Saturn fell short of hitting my Midheaven , but it will arrive there in a few short months. With mars in Leo and the transiting sun on my Descendant, I feel a bit more momentum, but there are still many loose ends that need to be addressed and losses to mourn.

Those who read here regularly know I am a dreamer and a dreamworker. My dreams are easily recalled and typically powerful. While I do not always attend to their symbology, I am fortunate that they are available to me.

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I had a powerful dream recently that is worth documenting here.

In my dream  I find myself behind the wheel sleepy and with poor vision. I do not have control of the car and I am damaging the side of one parked car. I am moving faster and faster and am about to drive smack into the middle of a house. I tell myself ok this is it and I am feeling relieved and ready. I am ready to leave this world. The car begins to make impact and crashes straight into the house, but then miraculously bounces back and richochets backwards! Both myself and the car are intact. It was as if the crash never happened. I am amazed and try to reach for the emergency brake. Then I wake up.

I have had many many dreams in the past where I was behind the wheel, out of control and mercy to whatever situation presents itself. This theme of powerlessness is not new to me and I understand its ramifications. I have also had dreams where I almost had an accident or that I survived unharmed.

This was not one of those times.

This was a new reality where actions were reversed and my welfare was fiercely protected. I have not given the dream a thorough analysis, but woke up the next morning with a sense of excitement and awe. Perhaps I can bounce back from all the hardship and pain. Perhaps I can survive the fear and lack of control over my destiny. There are so many miracles seen and unseen.

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What do you think is possible?

Help Me See My Situation Differently, I Humbly Ask All of You

Brief Update 5-12-15 : A huge thanks to all who have responded to my plea. Blessings to all of you. I am deeply moved by the outpouring of kindness both on the blog and by email. I am still very much in the thick of it, but want all my readers to know I have read each and every response. The further I delve into my predicament, the more I see that I must hand it over to Source. I must find a way to change my fear and pain into peace and serenity. While most of my struggles may seem random, one conflict is beginning to look quite insidious and dark. I hope I can find the strength to face whatever outcome(s) materializes.

Please keep the love, healing energies, and prayers, etc, coming. I am so very grateful to belong to this beloved community that really represents the best definition of  a “global family.”  Much love, Linda

I am asking all of my readers to send me love and healing in whatever form(s) you choose. After employment woes, difficulty at my home, and a serious health crisis, another series of unexpected financial surprises has arrived at my door. I received 3 upsetting notices in the mail within less than 1 week. I will keep the details private as they matter only to me. What is critical is that they have sent me further down a black hole into the void.

I have been struggling with finances for years, and was beginning to see some relief once I made the decision to take my pension. But now a series of 3 events has me scrambling to breathe.

I could say this is just more of transiting Uranus in my 2nd house of finances, but Uranus is soon applying to trine natal Venus. Perhaps it is transiting Chiron squaring natal Venus, but I am not certain.

The old story I tell myself is screaming in my ear ” You are unworthy of happiness and you deserve to suffer!” or ” This is payback for everything you have done wrong to others and your enemies are celebrating!” I know this is so Scorpio , yet this is my truth at this moment. There are many moments just like this one, when I just don’t see the point in being here. It seems like I have accomplished all I ever will and that I have loved all who I will ever love, and that I am just killing time and space. I want to see this differently, but I don’t. Peace eludes me, and it is not for lack of trying. My plight seems inevitable.

I need some help, NOW.

Thank goodness I have Dexter to keep me here, along with the hope that I do not see my life clearly. This is not a Neptune mess as I am in a Neptune trine cycle. I just came out of a yucky Neptune square to my MH/IC that was full of deceit, lies, and general disillusionment. I thought I had weathered the storm, especially after Saturn left Scorpio at the end of 2014. But life keeps getting grimmer and grimmer and I feel little hope that I can fix my situation. I feel so tired.

Mostly everything I have tried to do to fulfill my heart and soul’s calling this year has either failed or fizzled out. I do still have my writing, but worry it is not as effective as it once was. I feel directionless and hopeless. I am overriding my ego and letting you see me in my vulnerable state. I want to be seen and express my sorrow and despair with integrity and purity.

Both my new radical gratitude practice and my new philosophy” Life is Conspiring in my Favor” are simply not working. I want them to work. I want to believe that I do matter and that I can transcend the wounds of my past, along with the sad stories I created to understand the wounds.  I know better on many levels, but I still feel so powerless and defeated. Meditation, prayer, asking for assistance from my guides, etc has not made any impact.

So I am asking for assistance. Thank you all for reading my words, viewing my images, and believing in my ability to spread the light, even when I have my doubts.

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Litebeing heading towards the dark side ?

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Anyone remember my Blog Story page which was written to accompany the My Story page?  Here is a quote from the first paragraph :  

So as I go about my day,  I ask the Source, God, the Divine, the quantum field, the Universe etc..   to help me see the light. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes it works but I’m off my game.

 

Well, I have been off my game, BIG TIME! I do not like to blame transits or eclipses or really anything for my emotional tirades or crummy coping skills. I really am more interested in focusing on my reactions and accepting whatever shows up in my day-to-day life. However, I have had a real rough time with my laptop, health issues, and miscommunications with others. I have reacted in a less than stellar fashion. My natural Scorpionic tendencies have been in full force and it has been quite dark and un litebeing-like.

Now Saturn is approaching my Sun. I wrote about this when introducing the Cosmic Retrograde Challenge.  I am really feeling the strength of this energy now and it is testing my patience , focus, determination, and demeanor. I am not naturally exuberant dear readers, I work at it! And sometimes I am just plain cranky! I am working on finding a more effective way to manage the stress and the persistent doubts. It is within reach and I know I will eventually bounce back. This is what I do ~ I was made resilient and I am incredibly grateful. Otherwise I may not still be here.

 

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You may wonder why I am discussing this here. One reason is that writing has been my salvation, especially since starting this blog. My soul feels lighter as I type each letter, word, and phrase. Another reason is my commitment to all of you!  I want you to realize that everyone has their off cycles, despite all the yoga, meditation, support, healthy diet, and prayer. I am a spiritual being having a human experience, not the other way around! Having an ordinary body and a brain that uses only a minute percentage of its potential capacity is like trying to write a masterpiece on a laptop that freezes at will and lacks the latest software ( like what I am using now!).  I wonder what it would be like if I could have a pure unadulterated spiritual experience in human form. I don’t mean a short-lived mystical awakening but decades of being in my body immersed in the less dense, higher vibrational worlds.

 

Have any of you been able to sustain this state of bliss?

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Bottom line, it is critical that I present myself on these pages as transparent and vulnerable as possible. I cannot teach and inspire if I hide my uncertainties and trials. So there will be times when pain, fear, sadness , disappointment and frustration reside here, along with joy, hope, magic, excitement and glee. Some of my favorite writers pour themselves onto the pages and invite me to drink the bitter liquid to better appreciate its power.  Showing more of my range as a person allows me to paint a more nuanced picture with my words.

Announcements: I have some drafts pending that I am eager to share soon. There is a dream sampler that is quite exciting, along with my alchemical experiment with sugilite for the Cosmic Retrograde Challenge. I also am planning a top-secret post about the power of music plus some other surprises! Stay tuned…

Update: I have often referred to the music of Billy Joel to illustrate a particular theme or message. His melodies and lyrics are very soulful and sometimes catch me off guard with their tenderness, wisdom, and clarity. I wanted to include She’s Always A Woman on my last post, but it did not make it on the final version. I strongly sense that he understands the essence of a Scorpio woman. I did some research on his wives and discovered he married a Virgo and an Aquarius.  Their charts ( no birth time) did not reveal many Scorpion characteristics. I could not get any data about his first wife though. It has been publicized that this song was written about her! When I first heard it I really thought it could have been written by someone who was romantically involved with me.

Do you think it is Scorpio – worthy? Let me know your opinion.

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