Reiki, Energetic Gifts, and More ~ The Transition to the Next Golden Age

What is there left to say about 2020? I was initially excited that another Metal Rat Year was in motion, but now I know that the first Metal Rat year in my lifetime ( my birth year) was much more pleasant and hopeful . While I hold no illusions that a new calendar year will extinguish all of 2020’s horror and  loss, I do believe in the power of collective intention and action.

Let me briefly share some updates and well wishes as we cross the finish line and enter 2021:

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Ocean Jasper found only in Madagascar, the name of one of my guides.

 

I have been devoting more of my time to learning experientially about energetics and it is a slow process. I have known about chakras, reiki, and crystals for some time but never truly put in the effort to get a handle on how they work or my relationship with them. Some folks have asked me to share more about my reiki experience so here is a brief update: I received my final attunement for Reiki I certification in October and it seemed to coincide with more GI distress. My health continues to be unstable since the summer and I continue to adjust and find ways to help heal and soothe my physical form. What I have discovered so far is that Reiki becomes more obvious with more consistent application. Sometimes my meals taste better and my plants grow stronger after I apply Reiki. Other times I do not notice any change. I also notice that Reiki seems to be stronger when I lay down to receive it. My hands do seem warmer to the touch and my body begins to warm from the feet on up. While I do not see definitive shifts in my health, I sense that there is some improvement. I will keep practicing and be patient. It does seem miraculous that I now have access to this powerful energy, but don’t we all have access to more than we know?

Meeting more people online has led to more joy and discoveries. One recent example is some amazing abundance via Facebook. Through a FB group I attended a holiday crystal sale/auction. While I did not “know the ropes” of this process, I ended up with two beautiful pendants. The first is a tiger eye owl that I bought early on in the event. I learned that tiger eye is associated with the solar plexus chakra and offers protection. I am very drawn to earth tones and Owl is one of my totems. It is quite odd that two of us wanted the same pendant and I did not use the proper terminology in securing the sale. The other woman who wanted the owl decided to let me purchase it because I declared my intent first. I thanked her and found that to be very kind.

I actually won this gorgeous Ocean Jasper  pendant adorned with 2 spirals in a giveaway for those who made a purchase. This was curious because a few of us chose 111 for the random drawing and entered the contest earlier. I felt very fortunate, especially when I learned about Ocean Jasper’s connections to the heart chakra,  bringing forth happiness and relaxation. Jasper tends to be a good fit for me and the lovely spirals are quite powerful symbols.

I did a 4 card tarot reading for myself with the Goddess Tarot Deck for the Cancer full moon and 3 of the 4 cards contained swords, signaling the end of difficulty and suggesting the use of intellect and communication. I also pulled a new card for me, the Walawak/Oppression. It was drawn upside down, so here is the reversed card meaning :

Reversed: Though your situation may feel overwhelming and intimidating, hidden forces are at work to transform things for the better. Be patient.

Considering my employment and health status, I see this as incredibly hopeful. It was really the perfect message to receive as 2020 comes to a close.

I know as an Astrologer that 1-1-21 is an artificial demarcation and could choose from a number of dates to be a more suitable time to start a new year. But what matters is where and to what we attribute meaning. The collective ritualization of New Year’s Eve on 12-31 and New Year’s day on 1-1 gives these days power and agency. So I woke up today after an amazing dream of seeing a glowing star/ ship? in the sky feeling peaceful and more relaxed that I have in days. Both of my friends and my mother are healing well and the friend who had a life threatening illness is out of the woods! The mail today included some surprise cards and gifts that left me feeling a completion.

As I exit 2020 I am grateful for all of you who travel with me on my path of awakening, being there for some or  all the moments since I began blogging almost 8 years ago.  Your presence is such a precious gift. Thanks to all who have donated to the blog and who have gotten readings or participated in blog challenges. I appreciate you ❤ !

I will leave you with another find of 2020, the music of Tim Janis. His videos combine soothing music with up close images of Gaia’s bounty. The marriage of music and photography are stunning. As you view the video, imagine the world you want to create. The Golden Age aka Age of Aquarius is already here in some form. It is up to all of us to uncover the  glorious new possibilities that have been obscured by the negativity. Here’s to more excavation and alchemy, bringing us closer to the New Earth. I wish everyone the reversed Wawalak blessings, an end to oppression for all time. Utilizing energetics may also be a tool for the way forward.

Blessings to you in 2021 and beyond!

 

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Another Fall in Philadelphia ~ The Sequel

I was hankering to provide more recent fall foliage photos and Monday’s trip home from the Barnes supplied my muse. The first shot below is ironically of the Phila Museum of Art. Not sure why but I did not take one of the Barnes. I have driven this route so many times when I worked downtown in Center City Philadelphia but this trip was quite special to me. I will let the photos do the talking….

The pictures below were taken later in the week with the final shot a rare glimpse of the moon. Happy Friday to all!

Staycation is in Session

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I needed a staycation and I landed one – four days off in a row. That might not seem like a long time to you, and it isn’t, but I am grateful and it ain’t over yet!

I chose a time with Mercury stationing, Daylight Savings Time ( in the US ) and the full moon in Virgo. This was not really intentional, more a matter of practicality. My work schedule is changing and I will have to work at least a few hours  on Mondays now, eliminating my 4 day workweek. So I wanted to celebrate my love affair with having Mondays off one last time by adding last Friday to the mix. The weather was great most of the time and I really made the most of this staycay.

Friday I enter Spring in  Paris, via a crepefest at Paris Bistro. The service was crappy ( rather than crepey) , but the ambiance is wonderful and my entree was great. Doesn’t this Coq Au Vin crepe look scrumptious?

I have adored crepes since I discovered The Magic Pan back as a youth. I still recall the mandarin orange salad with almonds and the chicken broccoli crepe. This place made me feel sophisticated and worldly, as any 9th house child would desire.

This fancy French lunch set the stage for a long weekend filled with both inner and outer exploration. So what’s next?

Behold the splendor of South Street’s Magic Garden. This truly magical place is mystically linked with my Sunday exploration. The mystical mystery continues …

As is often the case, I find excellent tv shows, movies, books, etc without any known effort. I search or scroll or stroll somewhere and land on hidden gems. Such was the case with Dispatches from Elsewhere, a limited series starring Jason Seigel and Sally Field. It is about ordinary lost souls finding themselves involved in a mysterious game that has serious implications. When I heard that the executive producer also was involved with Wayward Pines, I was very excited. Then I learned it was filmed exclusively in Philly, showcasing our outdoor art scene, I was hooked. Watching the show so far has my thinking more about the deep state versus ascension. It also created a longing to spend some time in Olde City. I had already decided I wanted to visit a museum, but I did not realize it would be The Museum of the American Revolution.  Getting a free admission pass sealed the deal.

Before we get ahead of ourselves, I want to mention that a lovely Indian lunch was had at Karma. Yes, the place is called Karma. I was going to get the buffet, but I arrived near the end of lunchtime and I was feeling Corona Virus weary so I ate off the menu. I had an interesting Chicken Xacuti dish, flavored with coconut milk and tamarind, tempered with a refreshing Mango lassi.

Little did I know that Karma played a role in my museum visit, ha! While I enjoyed the films and exhibits greatly, the highlight was all the synchs between the Revolutionary War and today. Parallel timelines perhaps? Thomas Paine was very enamored with the number 45. That has me thinking about the current US President,  45. Then while I was learning more about the role of Abigail Adams, I remembered a fascinating conversation I had last summer about the link between her and Marianne Williamson. 

Marianne led me back to Bernie Sanders and his revolution. The main theme of the Museum is ” What is a revolution and is the world still having one? ” This is a greatly profound theme for a museum. Bernie and Marianne go way back and I will admit I am in awe of both of them. Some other important findings were one origin of the word cabal, the realization that the war could not have ended successfully without Native Americans ( and the French). I walked away invigorated by the early Spring weather and the understanding that my adopted hometown is truly magical.

This image above of the interlocking circles of the 13 colonies was prominent throughout the museum. It made a great impression on me as I consider the spiritual overtones of the Founding Fathers ( and Mothers). Yes, they were imperfect but prescient.

Speaking of imperfect, I also binge-watched the new Hulu Documentary Hillary. I find the Clintons fascinating and really loved this new feature. It covers a lot of ground and showed Hillary unmasked, or at least partially vulnerable. I see plenty of her in my personality and attitude, except for the phoniness and ability to stay married to her serial womanizing husband. I appreciated it when she gave an honest assessment of herself. I also am blunt and outspoken and passionate ( and a Scorpio woman ). I know how my communication style can be divisive in the workplace. See the film and decide for yourself.

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I gotta go so I can watch the latest Dispatches episode, but I leave you with a photo taken recently in my backyard. Yup, Spring is approaching, but the living ain’t easy! Yes, that is from the song Summertime, but you get the idea. While I don’t want my Staycation to end, it was marvelous. Travel, food, history, spiritual truths, synchronicity and political intrigue work really well together.

It will have to do until the weekend comes.

 

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2014 Wrap-up Challenge: Present Your Gifts

I hope to share some new material with you all soon, but in the meantime, I came across this holiday post that I hope you will enjoy.

Happy Cappy everyone 😀

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Since I decided I would take whichever day was left for my blogging challenge, I kinda suspected I would get Christmas Day. Yet I figured I would wait and write my post on the day I was “given.” It is indeed Christmas Day and I am relishing the quiet while I type. This post is my present to all of you.  So in that spirit please read on…

First I want to let you in on a little secret. When I devised this challenge and created the theme, I was hoping that focusing on gratitude would lift my spirits. I was imagining that those who were called to participate would connect to form an energetic web of light that exuded grace, miracles, and blessings. As per usual, this challenge has proved to be miraculous in scope with surprises at every twist and turn. And it isn’t even finished yet!

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Gratitude at Solstice

Happy Solstice everyone! Good Morning Starshine! Here’s to celebrating the light within and without.

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Happy Summer Solstice in the Northern Hemisphere and Happy Winter Solstice in the Southern Hemisphere! I am grateful to have readers all over the globe who grace me with their presence. One of many things I am grateful for.

I plan to use today to impart a radical gratitude practice. I do this now, rather than stew in all my problems or disappointments. In his new book, Everything is Here to Help You, Matt Kahn espouses that every circumstance will help us bring about more love for ourselves and each other. I much rather conclude that Source is conspiring for me, rather than against me.

I can feel the increase of light and warmth and am drinking it in. I live in such a beautiful neighborhood and am so lucky to be surrounded by trees and creatures of all kinds. As dusk approaches, my thoughts begin to settle down…

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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?

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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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A Dream Sampler ~ My Winter Solstice Tribute

Just before Mercury stations direct tomorrow, I am going “retro” by posting a popular dream post that coincided with Winter Solstice 2013.

Wishing all a glorious Solstice, a productive Saturn in Capricorn transit, and a blessed holiday season.

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Some readers have been interested in my dream groups, and more specifically the content of my dreams. I have been hesitant to blog about my dreams because I do not like being analyzed. As a psychotherapist, I am sensitive to those who tend to pathologize or judge the inner experiences of others. When I assist another in dream analysis, I take special care to empower the dreamer and avoid labeling or limiting the multitude of layers potentially contained within each dream.

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Having said that, I see that my desire to inspire and advocate for dream work overrides my worries over being labeled or pigeonholed. So I have assembled a dream sampler for you today! This sampler is an assortment of various dream types. All of them have been quite meaningful because they have provided me with guidance or insight into the larger workings of Source as well as my individual…

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Just a quick hiya! to everyone out there. I have been so busy lately with my new job and adjusting to my  longer commute and all that entails. However, I have a few posts patiently waiting in draft form, all for your reading pleasure.

In the meantime, a few thoughts: Did you know the Samhain, the cross-quarter holiday from which ( or witch) Halloween descended is meant to be celebrated at 15 degrees Scorpio? This means it really is the most liminal between November 6 – 7. Since my birthday is November 6, I find this somewhat ironic. This is because I am not really a fan of Halloween. As a kid, I enjoyed getting candy and going to Halloween parties, but trick or treating freaked me out a bit. I am not fond of masks and scary, bloody costumes or decorations. However, I recently visited a buddy of mine who creates an over-the-top Halloween  display and it was incredible. Visiting with all of his cats was also a highlight.  So you may ask yourself, what kind of Scorpio am I then?  Well, that is a good question..

The suggestion that the veil is thinnest at mid-Scorpio makes perfect sense to me as the middle of a sign is where it is most powerful. I am fascinated with medium-ship and most occult practices, as many of you know, but not into blood, gore, spiders, bats, et al.  I am writing about this now to let readers know there is still time to make connections with guides, loved ones, and any other spirits that dwell in other dimensions. We are still only a few degrees out of prime range, so if you want to do some inner journeying, go for it. I am not certain exactly why October 31st was chosen, but it may have to do with calendar system changes. I also read there could be a Pleiadian reference, which is very cool in my book. If you know the reason behind this date change, do tell!

It is winter here in Philadelphia, weatherwise, and I actually enjoyed putting on my winter jacket today for the first time this season. But then I thought about the gloves. I think I will seek out new gloves, or the very least, come to terms with the fact that I identified so strongly with an article of clothing that was not in my possession for very long. I am not certain at this point.

Before I go, allow me to give a shameless plug for my Sense-sational Challenge, which is in full swing.  There still are slots available so if you are on the fence, please get off of it and sign up.

Plus, you get to display this groovy badge on your site. What more could you ask for?

Until the next time, go ahead and embrace the unseen and mysterious a bit longer before we move ahead to full tilt Turkeypolooza mode here in the States.

With Jupiter in Scorpio, we can go deeper into mystery and find more of what appears to be missing. It could be the resurfacing of joyful memories, a hidden talent, messages from the ethers, or a missing glove!

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

Here is a post that describes the spirit of renewal and moving forward. It definitely speaks to the promise of Easter and highlights my journey of April 2016, so it hits all the “retro” notes!

Wishing you a Happy Easter and Joyous Spring Season!

 

 

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

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

To understand where I am today, it is necessary to return to April 2016. At the New…

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