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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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Psychic Friends

Howdy litebeings! It is absolutely blazing hot here in Philadelphia and Mars at the end of Scorpio is adding even more rage to the fire. I am absolutely filled to the brim with amazing blog ideas, and yet, am too pooped to turn them into actual posts. Work is quite exhausting and physically I have developed rashes and bites and a foot injury requiring a tetanus shot. Rash is so Mars, isn’t it?

Anyway, I want to share a quick tale and then invite you to revisit this post from last fall. A few days ago I was deeply thinking about the last few visits from my dear friend Arlene. I was visualizing all the places we went and the conversations and laughs we shared. A day or so later I receive an email from Arlene saying she’ll be back in my area in about a week! I did not tell her about my telepathic foray, but she does read the blog so perhaps she’ll discover it here.

Why I was moved to contemplate our renewed friendship, I could not say. But I am fascinated by this synchronicity because it was rather specific. Thinking about someone and then getting a text, call, or email is fine, but focusing on Arlene’s specific visits and then a few days later being notified of her next visit seems like a big deal.

It is comforting to know I am still partially tuned into the ethers, even with so much energy focused on maintaining a new work routine while changing my diet and adjusting to this brutal weather.

I hope to be back writing soon, but in the meantime please enjoy the Magic Gardens….

 

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Here is the latest chapter in my Returning Home series, where I explore the portals towards self-realization. I am reposting this on a Pisces day with a Scorpio moon. While editing, I noticed that this excursion to the Magic Gardens occurred on a Scorpio day with a Pisces moon. Ahh, my friend synchronicity never fails to quicken a heartbeat or prompt a smile… It took me some time to realize that South Street contains some powerful energetic gateways. It certainly did not hurt that this recent visit was spent with a dear childhood friend.

Make New Friends, But Keep the Old, One is Silver and the Other’s Gold ..

Photo979 (1)Anyone remember this Girl Scout song about friendship? Apparently Hillary Clinton did when she was recently interviewed about surrounding herself with old friends throughout her life. She goes on to explain that she has made many new friends and then referenced the song. She expressed her fondness for Photo973longtime pals, including a friend she made in the 6th grade. I was a girl scout and also remembered the song. Its mention was timely since I would be meeting up shortly with my friend from 8th grade, Arlene. I think it is okay with her that I use her first name here. If not, this will encourage her to learn how to leave a comment here. ( She does read my blog, which makes me smile).

Photo977 (2)We got together yesterday and it is fall at its finest. The leaves are now close to peaking and I savored their beauty on my drive back and forth from my home to South Street. What a rare day it was with a clear blue sky, cool weather, and endless sunshine. The focus of our trip was the Magic Gardens. We both benefited from some magic in our day.

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Yesterday was that rare astro combo I am so fond of: Scorpio Sun, Pisces Moon. Since it was a void of course moon to boot, the day was emotional, creative, free-flowing, and quite mystical. I had not been to the Magic Gardens before, but was eager to visit. I had read about the gardens years ago and was transfixed by its sparkly goodness. It is so much better in person, I can assure you. I took plenty of pictures, but I urge you to see it for yourself.

Photo971The experience was surreal as we lost ourselves in the mystery of the exhibit space, climbing steps up and down and slowly exploring the nuances of beatific wonder, tiny and huge, whimsical and deliberate.  Stained glass, mosaics, paintings on tiles, curious word puzzles, intuitive use of space, the value of  “disposable ” items.

 There are no limits here. 

Our time together was precious as I introduced her to some of my favorite haunts Photo966that still remain, like the amazing South Street Souvlaki. We had a delicious meal and created new memories to accompany the old ones. According to their website, the restaurant has been around since 1977. We have been friends even before then !

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Sharing great food and experiencing fabulous art is especially awesome when it is with someone who loves the same things with equal passion. It is so refreshing and rare to find someone who understands my taste for both the old and the quirky and finds joy where I dwell ( books, travel, creativity, ethnic food, music, etc.)

Photo976We get each other and leave judgments behind. Compromise is not really compromise and laughter comes so easily.These Magic Gardens and this stretch of South Street did morph into another power place for me, a mystical portal where the light is shimmering and all is well.Perhaps this has always been the case. I am not certain.  What I do know is that we all can benefit from following our dreams and inklings, no matter how fragile or subtle they appear to be. The interplay between living and blogging was evident as I scrambled to take pictures and delete old images to free up memory to capture something new.

I wonder: aren’t we always scrambling to stay in the present and deciding which thoughts to erase in exchange for something sparkling with new life?

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http://www.phillymagicgardens.org/

I relish the melding of old and new and blog about this often. I dig the chance to explore new places with an old friend. I also delight that my old friend is engaged with my newer ones through this blog. The added bonus of my “astro-twin” commenting on my Magic Gardens FB post after I mentioned her to Arlene earlier in the day seemed Divinely guided. She is a talented artist that uses recycled items in her work.

For where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I among them.

This biblical quote is the theme of the day. While my health has been troubling and I did not even think I could visit my friend, grace prevailed and a heartfelt reunion happened. What I take from the quote is that all is restored when one is in proper relationship to oneself and with others. Maybe the magic garden is within and all we have to do is excavate it with love and trust in its existence. There lies both the silver and the gold.

Returning Home: Part VI – Silver and Gold at the Magic Gardens

Photo959

Here is the latest chapter in my Returning Home series, where I explore the portals towards self-realization. I am reposting this on a Pisces day with a Scorpio moon. While editing, I noticed that this excursion to the Magic Gardens occurred on a Scorpio day with a Pisces moon. Ahh, my friend synchronicity never fails to quicken a heartbeat or prompt a smile… I took me some time to realize that South Street contains some powerful energetic gateways. It certainly did not hurt that this recent visit was spent with a dear childhood friend.

Make New Friends, But Keep the Old, One is Silver and the Other’s Gold ..

Photo979 (1)Anyone remember this Girl Scout song about friendship? Apparently Hillary Clinton did when she was recently interviewed about surrounding herself with old friends throughout her life. She goes on to explain that she has made many new friends and then referenced the song. She expressed her fondness for Photo973longtime pals, including a friend she made in the 6th grade. I was a girl scout and also remembered the song. Its mention was timely since I would be meeting up shortly with my friend from 8th grade, Arlene. I think it is okay with her that I use her first name here. If not, this will encourage her to learn how to leave a comment here. ( She does read my blog, which makes me smile).

Photo977 (2)We got together yesterday and it is fall at its finest. The leaves are now close to peaking and I savored their beauty on my drive back and forth from my home to South Street. What a rare day it was with a clear blue sky, cool weather, and endless sunshine. The focus of our trip was the Magic Gardens. We both benefited from some magic in our day.

Photo972

Yesterday was that rare astro combo I am so fond of: Scorpio Sun, Pisces Moon. Since it was a void of course moon to boot, the day was emotional, creative, free-flowing, and quite mystical. I had not been to the Magic Gardens before, but was eager to visit. I had read about the gardens years ago and was transfixed by its sparkly goodness. It is so much better in person, I can assure you. I took plenty of pictures, but I urge you to see it for yourself.

Photo971The experience was surreal as we lost ourselves in the mystery of the exhibit space, climbing steps up and down and slowly exploring the nuances of beatific wonder, tiny and huge, whimsical and deliberate.  Stained glass, mosaics, paintings on tiles, curious word puzzles, intuitive use of space, the value of  “disposable ” items.

 There are no limits here. 

Our time together was precious as I introduced her to some of my favorite haunts Photo966that still remain, like the amazing South Street Souvlaki. We had a delicious meal and created new memories to accompany the old ones. According to their website, the restaurant has been around since 1977. We have been friends even before then !

Photo975

Sharing great food and experiencing fabulous art is especially awesome when it is with someone who loves the same things with equal passion. It is so refreshing and rare to find someone who understands my taste for both the old and the quirky and finds joy where I dwell ( books, travel, creativity, ethnic food, music, etc.)

Photo976We get each other and leave judgments behind. Compromise is not really compromise and laughter comes so easily.These Magic Gardens and this stretch of South Street did morph into another power place for me, a mystical portal where the light is shimmering and all is well.Perhaps this has always been the case. I am not certain.  What I do know is that we all can benefit from following our dreams and inklings, no matter how fragile or subtle they appear to be. The interplay between living and blogging was evident as I scrambled to take pictures and delete old images to free up memory to capture something new.

I wonder: aren’t we always scrambling to stay in the present and deciding which thoughts to erase in exchange for something sparkling with new life?

Photo958

http://www.phillymagicgardens.org/

I relish the melding of old and new and blog about this often. I dig the chance to explore new places with an old friend. I also delight that my old friend is engaged with my newer ones through this blog. The added bonus of my “astro-twin” commenting on my Magic Gardens FB post after I mentioned her to Arlene earlier in the day seemed Divinely guided. She is a talented artist that uses recycled items in her work.

For where two or three are gathered in my name, there am I among them.

This biblical quote is the theme of the day. While my health has been troubling and I did not even think I could visit my friend, grace prevailed and a heartfelt reunion happened. What I take from the quote is that all is restored when one is in proper relationship to oneself and with others. Maybe the magic garden is within and all we have to do is excavate it with love and trust in its existence. There lies both the silver and the gold.

Returning Home: Part V – Pendle Hill

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 Last Sunday August 10th I felt drawn to have a “Returning Home” experience so I drove to Pendle Hill. I definitely needed to PAUSE and regroup and what better place than here! 

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 I had a sumptuous meal of Thai fish and eggplant coconut curry. I can still taste the sweet and spicy sauce as I recall the meal. The picture above is a close approximation.The food here is grown, purchased and prepared with intention, care, and love. The energy was frenetic, most likely due to the approaching Super-Moon Full Moon. I was frazzled by the loud interactions around me and took a seat alone. No one joined me and that has never happened to me before. I told myself perhaps it was what I needed. Behind me I overheard a conversation about Woodstock. Then someone began discussing the film A Walk on the Moon. I was led to introduce myself to the table and share some of my experiences of that Summer as I did here.

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 After lunch I went back to the barn to engage in meditation/worship in the worship room. When I closed my eyes I noticed bright flickering lights that were distracting and unusual. I was unable to get centered. Then I viewed the lovely painting exhibit on display and browsed the pamphlets. The amazing bookstore was closed, so I went outside and took some pictures before visiting the library. The limits of my cellphone camera prevented any of my larger landscapes from turning out well. But these close range shots do the trick!

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While I did feel the buzz of Divine presence while wandering outside, my mind was scattered and I felt little peace. I know that many factors must work together for me to tap into the mystical openings. The full moon energies, while potent, were not cooperating and the portals were closed. At the library, I found books on Jung’s mandalas and how to transform one’s 9 to 5 existence. I also swirled the globe ( as I did recently in a dream) and landed on Oaxaca, Mexico. Oaxaca is a place I have felt very drawn to over the years.

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It was quite hot when I returned to Owen’s Garden, one of my fave spots on the property. Perhaps that light captured on camera is the work of Spirit!

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Approximately 9 years ago, I had a brief but compelling awakening on a Sunday at this very place. I wrote about the anniversary here.  I call places like this power placesThe Returning Home Series was created to highlight methods to facilitate mystical openings. Accessing a power place is one method that typically works for me. While this particular visit  to Pendle Hill was not especially memorable, I am so grateful that it continues to evolve and flourish while attracting people of all ages from all over the planet.

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Where are you power places??

 

 

Related posts -Returning Home Series, beginning here :

https://litebeing.com/2013/03/15/returning-home-the-series/

Newly revised post with my artwork from Pendle Hill and more ( thanks to Amanda! for inspiration) 

https://litebeing.com/2014/08/02/the-form-chooses-you/

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all other photos, including header by litebeing chronicles © 2014