Catching Up

Greetings litebeings! It has been a good stretch since I posted anything, especially anything new. I have been working on balancing my life, and practicing self-care to increase my inner resilience. I am also working on  a guest post that is rather intense. I hope everyone out there is enjoying the change of season. It is an exceptionally rainy May in my neck of the woods.

Speaking of woods, here are a few photos from my latest trip to Longwood Gardens:


I have been re-vitalizing my meditation practice with a different type of breathing and adding chanting back to the mix. I recently learned that an extended exhale and the act of chanting help relax the vagus nerve, which plays a role in heart rate and digestion. I am also enjoying select lectures from the Hay House Summit, which is happening right now. I enjoyed an interview with Esther Hicks and a video featuring Caroline Myss. Check it out and discover an array of material on all things metaphysical.

Finally, I want to extend a Happy Mother’s Day to all who love and nurture others. Ceres the grain goddess is also a very maternal figure and while I do not have children, my prominent Ceres makes me an Earth Mother of sorts, particularly to those of the feline persuasion. Let’s honor those who extend affection, protection, and care to those in need to foster their development and well -being.

Even when I am away, my thoughts and energy are always with my readers, followers, fellow writers and all that connect with me at litebeing chronicles.

Namaste, litebeing

 

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How Am I Doing? ~ Mercury Direct Neptune Retro Wayward Pines Edition

I stumbled upon this post while searching my archives for Neptunian material. With Chiron at the tail end of Pisces and  Mercury conjunct Neptune in Pisces this is truly a time for profound healing and kissing the familiar goodbye. Cry, dream, create, sleep, pray,  play music, imagine with abandon, meditate, make love, let go and let God.

blessings, litebeing

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Photo607I could be grocery shopping right now. But I am here with AC blazing on a Friday afternoon. We are having a heat wave and this new development took me by surprise. Everyone has been talking about the intense Mercury Neptune energy. Honestly for me it is like a regular day at the office ( when I actually went to an office.) Translation: I have Neptune Sun Mercury conjunct in Scorpio ( a stellium) so my mind naturally rides the waves of hyper-imagination, empathy, fantasy, and susceptibility to deception or illusion.

Having said that, I still am taking life slowly and simply for a few more days, focusing more on the inner journey and escapism entertainment. I am really enjoying this new Fox show Wayward Pines. I will not give away the plot twist but will say how wonderful it is to see Matt Dillon back on-screen and…

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INFJ at the Holidays?

Now in the thick of the holiday season, I am acutely aware that for many souls, this time of year is very difficult. Let’s look out for one another and also practice self-care. love to all ❤

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Happy Mercury Direct everyone! It may take a few days to notice a decrease in mechanical , electronic and communication glitches. Hard to believe 2018 is coming to an end, when I can hardly catch my breath. I have re-posted this “Holiday Classic” from the archives, hoping it will be useful to those who are in need of self-care at this time. 

Enjoy this re-tread and feel free to comment.

I was ready to dive into an astrology article including Taylor Swift, but she will have to shake it off just a little bit longer. I am sensing a need to write about how to navigate the holiday season with fun and a lot less drama. I have wanted to write about INFJs and HSPs ( Highly Sensitive People) for a while, and this seems to be the perfect time.

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 Where is the INFJ in this picture?

He or she is probably…

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Winter Review ~ Who is Taking the Wheel?

This is the third and final installment of my Winter Review Series, an attempt to claim and integrate the timeline from September 2017 through March 2018. Now is as good a time as any to put this all to bed. We are approaching a full Pisces Moon, Mars is going direct in a few days, and the Sun has entered Virgo. It feels to me like we are shimmying up to Indian Summer, with the cooler mornings and the influx of golden leaves leaving their homes and touching the ground. So my goal is to take one last look at this unusually intense time in my life. I truly want to make room for whatever is meant to enliven my next “season.”

Road to Know-where: There was one consistent thread sewn into this timeline, road rage on steroids. Whether I was driving on small one -way streets or major roadways, during rush hour or lunch time, on weekdays or holidays, most of the drivers were gunning for each other. Rarely did I not drive by an accident that just took place or a near miss ( often my vehicle). Occasionally I would see an accident in progress, not fun at all. Initially it seemed like I was imagining this pattern, so I discussed it with others. Many people told me that they were noticing the same phenomenon. I had to psychically protect myself and this made me uncomfortable. But I had to stay on red alert and be a defensive driver. There seemed to be a major war happening, but I never got the memo.

 Snowday, NO – WAY! : An alternate description of this timeline could be ” The Winter of My Discontent.” The snow was relentless and I was ill prepared. After so many years of mild winters, this past one was excruciating. Often my drive home would be several hours. Since a portion of my commute was through wooded areas, fallen trees were a problem. I often would find myself in front of a tree blocking the road with no detour sign in sight. I did not know the area well and was not familiar with alternate routes. My commute reminded me of one of those nightmares where you want to scream but no words come out, or someone is chasing you and you are immobilized. Or you are simply lost while driving and each turn takes you further away from your intended destination.  When was the snow going to stop? Finally, some relief arrived around the beginning of April. The weather only started to improve after I was laid off. In fact, the raging drivers also began to mellow about two months ago. If I was paranoid I might consider that my job was causing climate change and vicious assassins  to populate the freeways.

Every day is a winding road: The commute was horrific and so burdensome on multiple levels. Yet, I did manage to survive. A positive transit of Saturn trining my natal Pluto ( still in effect) afforded me the ability to withstand pressure that would usually bring me to my knees. I became more flexible as a commuter, albeit one who does not use a GPS. I learned to become more aware of my immediate environment and recognize, yet again, that I am here as a human with flaws and limitations. This meant that I decided to love myself more and praise myself for my ability to adapt. This was in the midst of regular rumors that the rehab was going to be sold or was going to fold (see I can rhyme). I knew in my heart that some of the tension in the office was due to upheaval and uncertainty. I minimized it for a while because I was told by management that things were fine ( until they weren’t). Eventually I realized that the toxicity was really harmful to me and my patients. I even considered resigning. A draft resignation letter was conceived in my head, plus I  began organizing my office in the event that I needed to pack up quickly. I suppose I picked up intuitively on the layoffs before they happened. This did not in any way protect me from the pain or disappointment. It did help me see how much investment I still place in identifying as a healer. It also was another reminder that I still harbor some resentment about moving so much as a child, feeling rootless and often worthless or expendable. After all these years, still more work to do with my shadow!

Spirit ( or Grasshopper) take the wheel: Guess who just came by to greet me? I was about to take a break from writing and went to draw the blinds. This is the second time I ever recall seeing a grasshopper here at night. The other time he/she moved along before I could snap a shot.  This is no accident or coincidence.

The sighting arrived just in time for me to say hey, it is alright. While I do feel traumatized by losing two jobs due to downsizing in less than one year, I am not alone. And make no  mistake, I do not use the word trauma loosely. This has been a tough year. I lost the mental health job about one year ago and was called about the rehab job in September 2017, just shy of a year ago. I still get twinges of pain or access memories in unexpected ways. I get an email from a former coworker or hear a song that reminds me of my patients. Sometimes I have a dream that I am still at work. Other times reading about the opioid crisis will trigger something deep within. And let’s not forget about the endless recitation about being laid off that I am required to do every time I am on an interview for a new gig. ” So why aren’t you working now? ” ” Tell me about your last job – why did you leave? ” ” What happened over at @$^&#^? I hear they are not doing well anymore, what a shame.”  I saw a former coworker from the rehab at my last interview and it was awkward. Where do I fit in?  It is easy to wonder if I will ever be employed again.

This job search is exhausting.

 

I cannot continue to fool myself any longer that I am driving this vehicle all by myself. This is where surrender comes in.  Even when I  practically drown in the silence of the void, I am neither abandoned or forgotten. Grasshopper ( or Allah , Jesus, Buddha, Goddess, etc) is in charge. Little self never was and never will be, not in this human form. I really don’t understand why this Winter time period was fraught with so much drama and so many unusual obstacles. All I wanted to do was help people in pain get themselves together. I wanted to serve and have myself placed in a position where I could contribute to addressing the addiction epidemic.  This never was about ego for me. I wanted to be used by Spirit where I could best be of use. I still feel that way.  Yet, I do comprehend that it is not necessary to know why. That does not lessen the sting or dry the many tears. But it still remains the truth.

I could end this trilogy with Carrie Underwood’s tune Jesus Take the Wheel, but this Sheryl Crow classic seems more on point. Take a listen and you’ll understand why.

It is time now to say good night to the agony and ecstasy of Bensalem PA ; from the beginning ~ my senior year of college when I first noticed an intriguing rehab to the end, which I believe is NOW.  I won’t forget all the people or experiences over the course of decades  that made me smile or let my heart sing. But in order to move on, I have to say goodbye. It is likely that more lessons will be revealed, as this is typically the case. But living in the past has never accomplished what I hoped it would. Spying Grasshopper tonight has taught me well. There is so much more to receive when my mind and heart are open and willing to let love in.

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Neptune Retrograde ~ End of the Line

This has not been an easy time, but when has it ever been easy? While  transiting Jupiter retrograded back on my natal Sun over the past few days, I spent most of the time physically ill and/or exhausted. Astrology is complicated and sometimes transits do not show up in a standard way. The late Donna Cunningham wrote about this topic and postulated that often astrological transits trigger internal events, even when it looks like they ought to be external.

I am not certain, but what I do know is how grateful I feel when the pain subsides or when I am able to just let go and be with the pain. How can we know sweet without bitter, light without dark? In the material world, duality is here to teach us the range of creation. Lately, I have noticed that more nudges have appeared, bringing into focus the complexity of emotion and the far-reaching impact of empathy.

Neptune just stationed retrograde this evening at 16 degrees Pisces and will remain retrograde until November 24th. Of course it just started raining as I type this post.  It is part of a grand water trine including Mercury and Jupiter. It also creates a grand water trine with my Mars in Cancer and Scorpio stellium. It exactly trines my Mercury and is transiting my first house. It has been there for many years and will remain there for many many more. For me, it emphasizes an internal re-calibration that is scary and exciting simultaneously. I would imagine many of my readers can relate, as so many of us are experiencing cosmic upgrades.

Neptune in Pisces has many interpretations and her impact will vary on your chart and your sensitivity to her energies. The God Neptune was male but I perceive the energies as feminine, hence the female pronouns! Some of the themes to be revisited during this cycle include: forgiveness, letting go, compassion, empathy, surrender, heart expansion, and boundless ecstasy. If you are typically Neptunian anyway, this cycle is just another day at the office! If not, you can use this time to hone your communication with your Higher Self and learn to block out the static on social media and the world at large.

It is also a great time to get into photography, so I am sharing some recent pics from Longwood Gardens. Before I go , I want to say thanks to those who have been there for me as I deal with the loss of my former patient and my hero Anthony Bourdain. My guess is these two souls had plenty in common, which makes their passing even more tragic. Thank you to Connie who has been there for me consistently over the years. She knows how to listen and hears what isn’t being said. Thank you

Many synchronicities have led me to consider that grief work may be part of my calling. I am happy to share that I have advanced in the hiring process for the position at the non-profit organization that offers grief support programming. I am hopeful that all will occur for the highest good. Thanks to all who continue to hold space for me and shine light, especially when I shut down and retreat.

Before the power goes out ( again), let me conclude with a special video. At my former job I would play videos for my guys at the beginning of Friday’s group therapy that were related to addiction or recovery. One of the first videos I played was End of the Line to celebrate Tom Petty and to illustrate letting go of judgements and expectations. This song has always been a favorite of mine and while some of the undertones are dark, the tempo is upbeat and conveys hope. Besides, there is something about me and trains that is yet to be fully explored.  I hope you enjoy it! I dedicate this post to my guys and to everyone that struggles with addiction:

The Road to Resilience

Death and grief are frequent visitors in my heart and soul this week. Resilience is the elixir for those in pain. blessings, Linda

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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…

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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.

Your Rainforest Mind

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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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