Managing the Alchemy

I don’t know about anyone else, but I am seriously feeling the power of the Full Moon Lunar eclipse, and the initial process of the opening of the Portal. Strong energy coming at me, as I negotiate the Eclipse Gateway.

Even if you have no idea of that which I am speaking, you quite likely are experiencing feelings and energy that are causing restlessness and bringing up emotions from places unknown.

The universe, the planet, the country, individuals; there are tremendous shifts taking place. The next two and a half weeks, from now until the December Lunar Eclipse and the winter solstice, we will be maneuvering energy that is opening doors, allowing for tremendous quantum leaps to occur.

This is a time to let go of that which is no longer working. To allow transformation and metamorphosis to manifest. Surrender into the process.

Be as loving and kind and gentle with yourself as possible. Don’t be making high demands of yourself or others. Instead, be mindful and live in the moment. Take that little bit of extra time to nurture and do self care.

My latest guilty pleasure…new grandpuppies! born 11/28/20.
Only pictures for the moment. But will get to hang out with them in a couple weeks.

Keeping yourself in balance and keeping yourself aligned are key. In every second, there are small things you can do to help make you feel better, help ease the tension, ease the stress. Do what makes you feel good, what makes you happy. Give yourself permission to indulge in your healthy guilty pleasures.

We are paving the way for a new spiritual realm. A long over due, peace-filled and love oriented paradigm shift. This is an exciting, yet harrowing journey, and we are all in it together. Be kind and give love and grace where you can. On the other side, beauty and and untold treasures exist.

I know I will be … for Revolution Begins With Me.

Namaste.

Gemini Full Moon Lunar Eclipse November 2020

If you’re in to astrology at all, or even if you are interesting in looking for a new way to look at life, I highly suggest you check out Tanaaz at foreverconsious.com. I initially discovered her several years ago when I began dabbling in the blogging world. A fellow blogger posting much of what Tanaaz’s writing.

It eventually led me to check out her website. Over the past two years, I have become a diehard follower. My belief growing that the galactic world plays a much larger role in the occurrences of not only my personal life, but life on the planet as a whole.

This year, the galaxy in a highly charged, very rare form, countless planetary and celestial events that seldom happen, transpiring in almost exponential numbers. With the circumstances of my year, and that of the world around me, Tanaaz and her knowledge have been one of my most beneficial guides in maneuvering and maximizing the energy manifesting itself.

With the Portal to a new paradigm set to open in December, I watch with baited breath and excitement as this historical phenomenon materializes.

The Full Moon Lunar Eclipse coming on November 30th, leading us into the “Eclipse Gateway,” the time in between two eclipses that contains heightened, very alchemic energy. The next eclipse on December 14th. (interesting to me that I will find myself in Xcaret, Mexico and Mayan homelands on this date. Never before remotely close.)

This is a period that is immensely transformative and is the energy of alchemy.

Tanaaz‘s words of November’s Lunar Eclipse:

November 30, 2020, brings a Partial Lunar Eclipse in the sign of Gemini.

Lunar Eclipses are like extra potent Full Moons. They illuminate areas of our lives that need to be cleared and swept away. They shine a light on all that no longer needs to be present with us.

They reveal to us where we are holding on too tightly, and where we have to surrender and let go.

Lunar Eclipses are potent for they require us to shed. This shedding can leave us feeling vulnerable, afraid, or uncertain of what is to come. But this Lunar Eclipse holds the promise of a brighter season coming.

It reminds us that whatever space is created by its presence will soon become fertile ground, ready to be adorned with new seeds when the timing comes.

Under this Lunar Eclipse if something falls away from your life. If something comes to pass, try and hold a feeling of trust in your heart.

Eclipses are said to bring fated or destined events our way that are aligned with our highest growth in mind. On a Lunar Eclipse, if something exits your life, trust that it was meant to be. Trust that there is a Divine purpose to what is now no longer.

Of course, endings can always be painful and even sad. So give yourself space to grieve, give yourself permission to feel all that floats up from the depths of your own underbelly.

Under the influence of this Eclipse, we are also being guided to step into our divine feminine. The energy of the divine feminine is not about gender. It is an expression of energy that rules over the hidden, shadow side.

It represents the knowingness in the unknown and the creative qualities that arise when we are in the void.

Tend to your own inner fire. Allow any chaos to shift and move you in the direction of growth. Let those repressed emotions out. Be sure to nurture and nourish yourself as you honor any harvest points of your life.

Tenderly love yourself through whatever the Lunar Eclipse brings your way. Allow yourself to feel completely nourished by the powers of the divine feminine.

As this Full Moon Eclipse falls in Gemini, the sign of the twins, we can use their symbolism to guide us through the lunar energies.

In ancient mythology, the twins were said to represent both the seen, tangible world and the unseen, intangible world. One twin was from this Earth, and the other was not.

These twins are signifiers of both the human and the being that make us human beings. They remind us that we are not just a physical body but a soul as well.

Whatever unfolds on this Eclipse is likely to stir both our physical bodies and our spiritual bodies.

We may find that we are dealing with both of these elements in some way. We may find both our seen and unseen worlds affected or intersecting in a way that we didn’t notice before.

We may even start to become more consciously aware of how our inner state influences our outer state and the way we choose to see things.

Gemini is an air sign, which is rules our mind. Our mind has the power to paint the picture we choose to see. Our mind has the power to take events and attach stories to them.

It is these stories that can trip us up more than the events themselves. It is the stories we tell ourselves that create a lot of stress and anguish in our lives.

Under the power of this Gemini Lunar Eclipse, see if you can calm your mind by releasing any stories that are no longer serving you. See if you can step out of overthinking and into a state of just being.

The twins teach us that we are both human and being, so see if you can find this balance.

See if you can shift away from the ego of your human side, which we very often get wrapped up in, and take time to just honor the still beingness that you are.

Lunar Eclipses always put us where we are meant to be, so no matter what is stirred for you, trust that the pieces will land where they need to.

Use the magical energies of this Lunar Eclipse to connect with your divine feminine, and the totality of all that you are.

You are an incredible being of the cosmos and as the Moon loses its light due to the shadow of the Earth, it is imprinted with a kiss from our collective consciousness, and with this kiss, the Moon offers back its magic, strengthening us for harvest or for release.

Namaste.

The Magic in Numbers

The first time I was exposed to the significance of numbers was almost 20 years ago. I thought the concept foreign, but interesting.  A Physician’s Assistant I was working with in the transplant ICU as a critical care nurse initially shared, telling me that when the number 11:11 appears it means angels are watching you. It began frequently finding its way into our lives.

We eventually would start dating, and as he didn’t like my birthdate, December 23rd, being so close to Christmas, he “changed” it to 11/11. This was significant being Veteran’s Day and him a veteran, a combat medic during the Vietnam War.

Five years after this number was given meaning, as I began to write my first book, The Advocate, the number 11:11 started showing itself quite frequently, as did many other synchronicities in my life. Synchronicities I would hone in on and really start being attention to.

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Tickets to Bob Segar’s farewell concert. My favorite band during high school. Seen him twice before.
Of course I had to get seats in row 111!

Through several of life’s larger transitions, and during every period I needed to dig deeper into myself spiritually, the numbers would start popping back up. Not just 11:11 any more, but other repeating numbers. By this time, I had discovered their relevance as “Angel Numbers”, the Universe at large speaking to anyone paying attention.

Perhaps, one of my most memorable moments of “numbers” speaking to me was three years ago, when I was headed back home to Minnesota for my 35th high school class reunion, a three day event I had been in charge of organizing. An eight hour drive turned into eleven hours (there’s that number again) after forgetting my wallet while stopping for food, but not realizing until an hour and a half down the road.

My 11 year old daughter along side me, we ended up stopping at the first hotel we seen after crossing the Minnesota border. Of course, it was off Exit 11. We checked in at the front desk, “Room 38,” the clerk told us.

Going to unlock the door, I stopped with a pause, as did my daughter. Looking at the number on the door, and thinking closer to what the clerk had just audibly said, “Room 38”. I exclaimed a loud, “Wow!” That was the name of the restaurant/bar my youngest son worked at, my two younger sons both really good friends with the owners.

Many more times that weekend, triple digit numbers would appear before us. The Magic of the Universe making Herself known.

Wrapping the reunion up, I was with a good friend I had known since my earliest memories of the age of 3 or 4. We were at the lake I had called my “second home” as a child.

After taking a walk down along the water, along with my husband, we ended up back at the pavilion where we had picnicked with our classmates. Everything else had been picked up and put away except two large Mylar balloons with our class year on them, “83.” Only in the wind, they had turned themselves around, “38”.

Wow! I had not thought of or noticed that before. Telling my friend about our stop at the hotel, someone who is like minded as me, she pointed out, 8+3=11. There was my number again!

Last year, once again, with great transitions happening in my life, repetitive numbers everywhere. Not so much, 11 anymore, but mostly 444, and then, in the month of December 555. All month long, there it was, everywhere, 555! It wasn’t until a couple days before my birthday, that it hit me. I was turning 55!

The numbers 555, one of several meanings, “A Major Change Is Coming Your Way,” the most relevant. It made so much sense. I had been on a 15 year mission to return my Soul to Self. All cues and synchronicities leading up that moment, knowing I was very close. Transition, a new life outside my door, for I had done the hard work.

Greater Magic awaits me on this journey (and anyone else who cares to open their minds to the magick and synchronicities of life)  … for Revolution Begins With Me.

Keep Your Arms and Legs Inside the Ride at All Times

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Damage in Moore, Oklahoma June 2013

Reading a post from a fellow blogger this morning instantly made me think of this post. One of a few very early blogs from February of 2016. I felt obliged to share again.

It’s eerie rereading this now. For I know I have visions. I know I just know things. A blessing or a curse? A question all my life. I finally have an answer. A true blessing!

The words I read …

(Edited and reposted from February 20, 2016)

After four sacrificial years away, having left to find work to support us while I finished writing my first book, my husband and the father of our daughter, finally returned to live with us.

He rode up that day on his Harley. All he carried with him was a change of clothes and his toothbrush. He returned just in time to watch our daughter perform at her big dance recital.

The following Monday, we headed off if in a torrential down pour for Oklahoma to retrieve his car and some of his belongings, and for me to say goodbye to my oldest son as he prepared to move to California.

I knew I shouldn’t have been driving. The roads were slick and the tires on my car were bald. I could feel us hydroplaning several times.

With low visibility, in spite of me knowing how to drive in bad weather, driving is my husband’s expertise. Why was I the one behind the wheel?

Before I had the opportunity to find a dry place to stop and let him take over, the car did a donut and headed for the ditch, rear end first. It was an omen of what was to follow.

It took over an hour for the tow truck to arrive and get us back on the road.

As we drove southwest, we found dry roads ahead. The rest of the trip was uneventful, but as we headed down I-44 west of Tulsa, I received a text from my son asking where we were.

We had another hour and a half of driving and he told me to hurry up and get to Oklahoma City, bad weather was on its way.

Emergency weather alerts were broadcast on all channels. We were being told we had two hours at best before damaging winds and hail, along with dangerous tornadoes, some possibly in the F4 or F5 category, would be over the city.

Chilling at the very least, since the 3rd big tornado during my time connected to the state had just moved through Moore a few weeks earlier, once again doing significant damage.

We arrived at my sister-in-laws as several tornadoes were reported in El Reno and Yukon, 30 miles west of us. Fortunately, they were real slow-moving.

The thought was to stay put hoping we might be missed, or that we’d be safe in the underground portion of her house.

My son, who’s vicinity was near, had said he was sticking it out at his home. Suddenly he sent a text. He was heading south for a friends in Moore as the storm steadily moved in a northeast direction.

That made me grow concerned as he’s typically of a calm rational demeanor.

As we watched on TV, the tornado was heading our way. With panic, the weather reports were calling an “EMERGENCY WEATHER ALERT”.

We ended up getting in our cars, three separate vehicles, as we didn’t want to come back and find them all hail damaged by the reported softball size hail.

My husband drove his sister’s van, taking our daughter. I didn’t want her to be in another accident with me at the wheel. His oldest son, with his pet ferret, rode with me, and his sister followed behind us.

Heading east down I-44, there were dark skies up ahead. The weather man reported the tornadoes were right on our tale, passing over landmarks we had just driven by.

The sky to the south was clear and blue, so we made the decision to get on I-35 and drive that direction. Apparently, along with half the city, as cars were bumper to bumper and moving real slow.

No sooner than we did, the weatherman says, “Oh wow, the tornado just did something they never do! It just took a sharp right turn and is now heading towards Moore!”

Panic hit my heart. The cloudless blue sky above, instantly turned a deadening black, and the winds quickly picked up.

I tried calling my husband, but his phone had been left in my car.

The transformers above began popping and flashing. Their van, directly in front of us, started to seriously rock as the wind increased. I feared it would tip over.

His son asked where we were going. I had no idea, but I knew we needed to get off the interstate.

At the next exit there was a church just off the road. Cars were exiting and hopping the curb.

I followed suit, with my husband doing the same. Being the athletic one, I grabbed our daughter and ran for the church, losing one of my sandals and unknowingly, my car keys along the way.

By the time I got there some men had broken the back door in with a fallen tree. They were escorting women and children through the broken glass.

Once inside, they got everyone settled in a room and did a head count as a tornado passed over. One of the last to arrive said they could see the roof of the church pulsating as they pulled up.

We sat it out for over an hour before the winds calmed down enough for some men to go out and assess the damage.

We had been fortunate, it hadn’t touched down or the church would have been wiped away.

The F5 from weeks earlier had taken that same exact path, leaving massive destruction in its wake.

The next day, when we went back to search for my lost car keys, we seen the damage all around us from the prior tornado; demolished shopping malls, movie theatres, hills of smashed cars, and only piles of debris where homes once stood.

It was eerie and surreal. It had felt like we had become part of a movie set. The enormity of what had happened and what could have happened was all around us.

My son had made it to his friends’ home. They sat it out in the hallway with a mattress over their heads and his friends’ dogs going wild.

My son had taken off down the freeway. We were a short distance behind him, and the tornadoes were directly behind us.

The fact that it took a sharp right turn just as we did was symbolic to me.

We had already lived through a life of hell during our six-year stay in Oklahoma. This seemed like a clear message of preparation for what was to come.

Dark times were upon our beloved country, most citizens oblivious. We were certain to be a part of it, but we were to be protected.

It was no coincidence. It was serendipity or God’s message. I knew our lives were that of warriors. We would always be out running tornadoes or whatever calamity was sent our way.

It was a message, as it had been two months earlier when my family and I stayed at our place in Kissimmee, FL.

We rode all the wild rides at the local theme parks with the constant warning, “Keep your arms and legs inside the ride at all times. Be prepared to come to a sudden and abrupt stop.”

Bad times for our country lay ahead and we were being shown how to survive.

We were the warriors and I was a change agent. For, someone has to do something, and I am aware … the Revolution Begins With Me.

Thanksgiving In My World

Thanksgiving tomorrow, with life ever shifting, more than ever I think it is important to stop and reflect on that which I am truly thankful.

I am extremely thankful that God has me and my family poised for a much different response as the chaos and unrest in our country only begins to build, having taken the road less traveled, something many have scoffed at over the years.

I am thankful for the friends, family, and acquaintances who have encouraged and supported me on this amazing adventure that I call life.

I am extremely thankful that the one thing my parents did agree on was the importance of our country’s patriotism and her founding values, and as so, that God be the center of our life.

I am thankful that our founding father’s were filled with the fire and spirit that they were, to fight for what they believed in, to create the world of freedom and liberty we live in (although it’s being stripped away at an expediated rate)

I am also thankful for being born with the fire in my belly to be a part of the next era of patriots ready to defend our country.

I am thankful for the courage and strength God has blessed me with as I poise to step forward in an incredible way, to do my part to save our country and return it to the beliefs America was founded on.

I will make my traditional big Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow, with only my daughter by my side. But I will do so with grace and thankfulness as God prepares me mentally, emotionally, and most importantly, spiritually to take the next big leap of faith.

God bless you all!

BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA – A PROCLAMATION

Whereas it is the duty of all Nations to acknowledge the providence of almighty God, to obey his will, to be grateful for his benefits, and humbly to implore his protection and favor – and Whereas both Houses of Congress have by their joint Committee requested me “to recommend to the People of the United States a day of public thanksgiving and prayer to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many signal favors of Almighty God, especially by affording them an opportunity peaceably to establish a form of government for their safety and happiness.”

Now therefore I do recommend and assign Thursday the 26th day of November next

to be devoted by the People of these States to the service of that great and glorious Being, who is the beneficent Author of all the good that was, that is, or that will be – That we may then all unite in rendering unto him our sincere and humble thanks – for his kind care and protection of the People of this country previous to their becoming a Nation – for the signal and manifold mercies, and the favorable interpositions of his providence, which we experienced in the course and conclusion of the late war –for the great degree of tranquillity, union, and plenty, which we have since enjoyed – for the peaceable and rational manner in which we have been enabled to establish constitutions of government for our safety and happiness, and particularly the national One now lately instituted, for the civil and religious liberty with which we are blessed, and the means we have of acquiring and diffusing useful knowledge; and in general for all the great and various favors which he hath been pleased to confer upon us.

And also that we may then unite in most humbly offering our prayers and supplications to the great Lord and Ruler of Nations and beseech him to pardon our national and other transgressions – to enable us all, whether in public or private stations, to perform our several and relative duties properly and punctually – to render our national government a blessing to all the People, by constantly being a government of wise, just, and constitutional laws, discreetly and faithfully executed and obeyed – to protect and guide all Sovereigns and Nations (especially such as have shewn kindness unto us) and to bless them with good government, peace, and concord – To promote the knowledge and practice of true religion and virtue, and the increase of science among them and Us – and generally to grant unto all mankind such a degree of temporal prosperity as he alone knows to be best.

Given under my hand at the City of New York the third day of October in the year of our Lord 1789. GO. WASHINGTON.

Reclaiming Humanity

This weekend, I ran across something I had scribbled in the back of the book The Beginning is Here 2013! back in 2012 when I first read it. A book that is a compendium of wide ranging views about the end of the Mayan calendar in 2012, relating to prophecies and associated physical changes of Earth’s structure.

Many believed during that time, that the onset of 2013 would be the physical end of our existence. But, when the year came and went, and we didn’t all get raptured, or disintegrate, life went right on accelerating at an increasing warp speed with burgeoning detriment. The masses asleep and oblivious. Unaware of the deep rooted decay occurring not only to the planet, but more importantly to the people inhabiting it.

My words back then:

Inner peace does not exist. There’s constant struggle with doing more, being better, consuming more. When does it stop? When is enough, enough? I guess we’re going to discover, not as a solitary decadent country, but as unified planet falling to our demise.

The question is, how do we respond? Do we react out of fear? Or, do we dig down deep within our individual selves, put aside our vices and addictions, to uncover our true potential, our sacred selves?

… The time is now, if we haven’t already, to make that decision of who we are, and how we will react. It is time to wake our spirits up!

Almost a decade later, that time is now! The time for people to start to feel again. To go deep within. Begin to experience those sensations, called emotions, that arise when we let them. Commence to get in touch with those parts of our hearts and souls that are the component that make us human.

For far too long, Americans, and western civilization, have been unaware or nonreactive to the world’s downward spiral. Lives accelerating at a faster and faster pace. Pushing to advance on the next wrung of the ladder, accumulating excessive wealth and materialism. All at the expense of not only our planet, but perhaps, more importantly, of our own humanity.

That paradigm is ending now though. With evil people doing even more and more evil things as the masses grazed in the fields, it looks like I have my answer to what it would take. The Wuhan virus literally bringing the planet to a stand still, to a halt.

Truth is hard to take. Especially when we’ve allowed ourselves to go so far astray. But, it’s time we man and woman up! It’s time we stop “the party”, (Well, actually “the party” has been stopped for us.) It’s time we step out of our numbed down place of arrested development and start reclaiming that which truly makes us human. Our emotions.

We have souls, each and everyone of us, which have been waiting quietly and patiently. Souls that contain immense fire, raging passion. But, we have allowed them to be buried in the deepest part of our psyche. It’s time for a little excavating.

Once we begin to go to that place. Once we put our egos aside and allow ourselves to feel a bit vulnerable, buried treasures will begin to be exposed. Each layer we allow ourselves to chisel away and remove, richer and richer gems will be unearthed. The brilliant jewels we have been searching heedlessly to find, will come to the surface, and we will begin to realize that which we have been searching for has always been so very close.

Just like Dorothy, in the Wizard of Oz, that which she had sought out along the dark and twisting yellow brick road, had been inside her all that time.

It is time we reclaim humanity. It is time we get up off our bottoms and actually do something to make a difference and recover the life blood of our beings. Find that heart felt excitement back, feel passion again, experience love of life and love of nature, but perhaps even more importantly, love of self.

I know I have. Because for me, a free spirit, that was the only choice. Living an emotionless, numbed down life, was not an option.

It took dredging through the muck and mire of all the pain God wanted me to endure, so that I could grow. So I could open up even bigger. Getting to the other side where I could reclaim my soul, so that I could be the Light for others, to help them do the same.

Why? Because Revolution Begins With Me.

Namaste.

Blessed Are The Weird

The Mystic and writer see the world through different eyes.

My BFF and I have been friends over 50 years. Pre-kindergarten, it was like we were somehow intricately connected. Always the one to make me laugh, and me always the organized, analytical one to keep her focused and on track. We created a balance. But, one thing we had in common, we were both weird!

We wore it/wear it like a badge of honor. With her whacky and wild ideas and my free spirit, we never had a concern for what others thought about us. Classmates aware we share some life long, bizarre, unspoken language.

Weirdness a trait so finely honed as a child thanks to her friendship, it was unquestionably a characteristic to be passed on to my children.

Frequent words to my oldest son, who like me, stood out from his peers not just in physical stature, but in aptitude and awareness, “Don’t live your life worrying about what others think of you.” As he matured, he listened to his inner guide and set the bar high for weirdness in the family.

His brothers, not to be outdone, tried to match, and then surpass, the example older brother had set. The youngest coming along 9 years later, completely redefining the word. He gave it a whole new meaning that we all experienced with amazement.

My sons now adults, they thank me for instilling the “weird” trait in them.

My oldest, sending a priceless hand written letter a year ago when we both decided to make audition tapes for the TV show Survivor. Thanking me, and telling me, that his life is filled with so much more fun living with a mindset of indifference towards others thoughts and a freedom to be his true inner self.

My middle son, texting a month ago, something humorous and strange, commented on “being weird.” Interesting to me, as I had just journaled that same thought about myself.

A day later, synchronicity brings this book into my life, Blessed are the Weird: A Manifesto for Creatives by Jacob Nordby. It was like the book was speaking to my soul!

In maneuvering his website blessedaretheweird.com, I came upon Jacob’s beatitudes for the weird. Inspired by a list of great and wonderful people. I instantly made them my new creed for life.

Life is far to short to care about what others think. Each day we are living and breathing on this planet is a gift.

So, I choose to live my life with the “boldness that shatters ancient fears”, the “intensity of life’s pain and pleasure”, and the “unlimited amounts of unbridled expressions of love”, for I have certainly “endured breaking by life” that have created “resplendent cracks through which the light shines.”

The crazy wild woman within has been too reserved for far too long as she raised her children, now with only my daughter left in the house, its time to make sure she embraces her crazy!! Moving forward, sharing my kind of weird, because within it exists the “freedom for which the world is unconsciously begging.”

For that is my role as her mother … and Revolution Begins With Me.

Free yourself today to embrace your weird and crazy!

Namaste.

Anxiety…Got Me On The Run!

The clock is ticking down to what is certain to be the epic climax, not only to what has been the most fabulous year for me personally, but also one of the most memorable moments for any mother.

My eldest son, and his fiancé, who live in Hollywood, (not in the profession-but perfect place for my one time thespian son to find himself) and whom I very seldom get to see, (going on three years now), have their rescheduled wedding planned for December 11th, in Excaret, Mexico.(Fingers crossed it doesn’t get cancelled again.)

I should be excited, overjoyed, elated, but instead, the last week I find myself each morning running from, at times, the most suffocating sensation of anxiety.

One time, never an emotion I ever even experienced, free spirit open and uninhibited to all challenges. After my six year “sentence,” otherwise known as my life in Oklahoma City, and all the stress and trauma that was inflicted, from the nursing profession, but also because of the issues and behaviors I was dealing with from my youngest son at the time, it became an immobilizing sentiment.

Fifteen years to heal and move past what I thought was all of it, clearing my psyche of so much negative baggage, these moments are taking me quite by surprise. Each moment, this sensation in the pit of my chest trying to choke me of life. Rob me of the enjoyment of anticipation.

I know this is the last go round though. I know once I make it through this, that chapter of my life will be closed forever. Moving on to much more beautiful and creative times, way beyond my wildest imagination.

The key now though, … is getting there.

A little more than three weeks to go! Departure date, December 9th, approaching quickly. Suitcase on the spare bed, already starting to be packed. I am trying to alleviate any last minute flare ups by being as prepared as I can be.

Once I’m there, I know it will be one of the most fabulous moments of my lifetime. Spent with my daughter, who is traveling with me, and one of my other sons and his girlfriend. The other son in the Navy, unable to get away. Five days with my family on the Gulf of Mexico, in the most glorious setting, participating in my eldest son’s wedding, sure to be magickal.

My primary goal at hand is to keep my nerves calm and my mind at ease. My plan of action, be at peace. Live in the moment.

I have made arrangements for care of all of the animals in our Oasis. Have plans to stay with my stepson and wife near the airport the night before. Checked and rechecked my flight schedule and baggage and covid restrictions. Everything that physically needs to be done is taken care of.

Beyond that, start my day with meditation and prayer.

Write every morning, either in my journal, or in my blog. Keeps my nerves calm.

Don’t place unnecessary expectations on myself. Do only that which absolutely needs to be done. Don’t procrastinate in doing it.

Eat as healthy and “clean” as I can. Which to me means no caffeine, (gave up my daily cup of coffee last week), cut out all sugar, and no alcohol. Also, drink my daily intake of water-at least 8 cups.

Pay attention to the world around me. And enjoy the beauty in nature. I type this as I watch two white tailed deer leaping up the hill behind my now bare Mystical Forest. There to perhaps remind me to be gentle and kind not only to others, but perhaps more importantly, to myself.

Exercise daily. Typically meaning to get to the gym to lift weights. But, yoga, and cardio are thrown in the mix as well. Usually everyday. Usually in a varied combination, including a walk through our Oasis when the weather is permissive.

Be creative. Do the things that bring me joy, whether it is cooking or cross-stitch, late fall garden work, decorating the house for the holidays. All the things that inspire and uplift.

In other words, Nurture my mind, body, and soul in all ways I know how.

This will pass, and on the other side, I will have grown stronger and my soul will be even more at peace. Best of all, I will be sitting on the white sandy beaches of southeast Mexico, thanking God for all the beautiful blessings be has bestowed upon me.

For I don’t need to be perfect. I am human, my range of emotions making it so. I will be as kind and as loving as I can be to all, most especially myself. For I know, life is one crazy magickal ride, and I need to make the most of it because … The Revolution Begins With Me.

“Witches and Wizards” At War While “Muggles” Sleep On

A battle is at hand. It has been for an eternity. Compelling now as it’s reached epic heights and proportions. The dark lords thinking they have the upper hand.

What they don’t understand, are incapable of comprehending, is that the power of the Spirit is an insurmountable force.

While the “muggles” sleep on, lost in their world of materialism, competition, and ego, hell bent on destroying the planet through their never ending lust for excess, the awakened ones, the ones gifted with a “knowing”, have been watching, preparing, and uniting their universal energy.

Reaching the precipice of full on force this spring, the battle between good and evil commenced. “Muggles” isolated in their homes, afraid to go out because of a virus, completely oblivious to what or who it is they should really be fearful of.

Meanwhile, the benevolent “witches and wizards” sharpened and honed in on their individual artistry and craft. Preparing for THIS moment. Preparing for NOW.

The battle heightening in ferocity and scope, the time is at hand for unabridged assault. Not a physical, violent, and destructive descent like we’ve been watching across our country this year. Something much more elusive to most.

Combat of a different making. Combat unknown to “muggles”. For they could never comprehend the pure talents and powers of true “witches and wizards”. They could never comprehend the mere existence of true “witches and wizards”.

They don’t need to know though. They can continue to sleep on. as the passion for not only survival, but a world of love and peace, is emblazoned in the hearts and souls of the awakened ones, ready to give their lives for that which is honorable. That which is just.

There is only one true ending to this story, for righteousness will prevail. The evil and demonic will succumb to the powers of the mighty warriors, for they are no match to those who are truly alive. Those whose hearts and souls burn passionately for not only the survival of our planet, but the evolution of a new peace filled, prosperous, and loving world.

No doubt the battle is underway, and escalating, the climax at hand. Conflicts to be fought and won. For victory lies in the hands of the righteous and noble. One day, for the “muggles” to face their fears, step out of their homes, and if they are fortunate, open their eyes to the reality of what has happened around them.

A new Eden, a new paradise, existing across the globe. For the beneficent “witches and wizards” know only victory. Know only of passion and love. Know only of a brand new paradigm that will awaken dormant spirits and rejuvenate lost souls.

While the “muggles” sleep on, I will be at battle … for the Revolution Begins With Me.

Namaste.

Intuitive Astrology: Scorpio Super New Moon November 2020

by Tanaaz

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Into the watery depths we go with the third and final Super New Moon of the year. Falling in the sign of Scorpio on November 14-15, this New Moon is going to be deeply emotional but also deeply healing.

Whatever needs to come to the surface, especially on an emotional level is going to be stirred within us. We are going to feel the rainbow of emotions that make us human. The rainbow of emotions that in many ways, are our birthright.

We come to this planet to feel. We come into these bodies for a human journey in order to experience the array of emotions that are possible. It is through these emotions that art is created, that truths are revealed, that awakenings happen, and that love can bloom.

Under the dark night of the Scorpio New Moon, we are being guided to sit with ourselves and all of our emotions.

We are being guided to allow the deepest of fears, loves, hopes, and dreams, to rise up from the pit of our belly, up and out into a new space of awareness.

It is our duty to sit with our thoughts and feelings as they arise, from a place of non-judgment. It is our job to recognize that we are not our feelings or our thoughts, we are the ones experiencing them.

Lean into that idea a little longer – you are not your emotions, you are simply the one that is experiencing them.

Your emotions, your thoughts, your story, are not who you are. They are simply the cloak that you wear as you travel from room to room on this journey called life.

As we enter the darker depths of the murky Scorpio waters, it may not feel comfortable, but it is indeed, necessary.

Sometimes we have to do what is uncomfortable, sometimes we have to face whatever is lurking within the shadows of our own fears and doubts. For when we do, we gain so much.

In those moments of wading through what is uncomfortable; when we realize and see fully and wholly our greatest pains, we gain a strength and a wisdom.

This strength, this wisdom is something that only comes when we have found the courage and determination to face up to our greatest wounds and struggles.

The healing is never complete from the darkness, it is something we carry with us on this journey home. But, when we look at it, when we face it, when we hold it and acknowledge it, that is when we can start to rise above it.

Scorpio is represented by the Scorpion but also the Phoenix. Both the Scorpion and the Phoenix have the same ability to transform. The Scorpion sheds its skin, the Phoenix learns how to rise from the ashes.

Both of these creatures hold within them the power to completely rebirth themselves, no matter what the past has brought their way.

The past has brought so much our way. We are all facing our own struggles, fear, uncertainty, and instability. 2020 has changed so many things.

But under the message of this Moon, we are reminded that it is always within our strength and power to rise again when the time is right.

We are reminded that even when things burn to ashes and crumble around us, even when things in our lives are shedding and we can’t recognize ourselves in the mirror, that this is all part of the great cycle of death and rebirth.

We die and we are reborn so many times on this life journey, so allow this New Moon to show you the way through your own metamorphosis.

Allow it to remind you how far you have become. Allow it to give you hope for the opportunities that are to come.

While this New Moon carries some deep and sobering energy, it is also beautifully aspected with the planet Jupiter.

Jupiter is known for allowing us to see the silver lining in things. It shines rays of hope and positivity our way.

It allows us to hold the sunshine within our heart and to remember that there is always a higher plan unfolding.

Jupiter gives us the ability to see things from a wider perspective. Its energy allows us to break free of our limitations and fixed mindset, and to soar above it all where we can see how every action and every event is always leading us to where we need to be.

Even if we can’t see the full journey, or understand the full extent of what is happening around us, there is energy on offer under this New Moon that beckons us to remember that things are always changing and transforming, and while we may not have control over it all, we do have control over how we choose to show up, react, and respond.

So, as you sit with any heavy or fragile emotions that are stirred. As you sit with all you are feeling and try to bring acceptance, remember- this too shall pass.

Try to focus on that which you can control, and keep your vision set to a bird’s eye perspective. Try to see beyond the fixed limitations of today, and try to imagine where it can lead us tomorrow and for the future.

When we detach and zoom out, we can see that everything has its rightful place in this Universe.

Copyright 2020 Forever Conscious