Energy is starting to FLOW again–especially in my arms and hands! ( Moving injuries.) Back in elementary and high school, I’d often get into trouble for looking out the window. People drive by all day long here and have to slow down in front of my upstairs window because there is a speed bump outside of this group of townhouses. I do have my bird feeder out back and there are a few branches on our side of a tree that is in between us and the neighbor that I can hang a feeder from for Natasha (my sister’s cat) to google the birds… she likes to sit my window ledges and look out.
Spiritual Path: No aversions, No attachments, No preferences — Buddhism
I still marvel at the nice view I have. I’d prefer (but trying not to!) mountain views but since I’m here, it turns out that I get to look at the nicest townhouse in the whole place of rows and rows of townhouses. I think that the resident there must long for or perhaps miss a real home, evidently really enjoying working in the yard, his and the end unit next to it. He has the whole place edged with an electric edger and the grass is thick and green and he has flowers between the hedges that he trims and encircling the flowering tree in the front. I do love flowers and i get to look at his flower handiwork across the street from my window. He’s out there a lot tending to the lawn and flowerbeds. I understand that.
Yesterday, I re-potted two plants and planted a 3rd with flowers and added soil and miracle grow to all of them. There’s something about working with the earth and flower/plant kingdom devas (spirits) and being out under the clouds that soothes the soul and heals the heart and mind.
Arranged the downstairs pantry with my food and cooking stuff and today my bedroom closet is the aim–everything is topsy turvy in there from the move and I can’t find a thing!
Today I see more emails from students and clients which are piling up which needs tending to as well. Meanwhile, having traded bird watching for people watching as the background activity to my psychic work and writing is an interesting switch. Change (switching things around) is good as my youngest daughter said and its true. Yet, routine is good too (its comforting) and the current flow of energy will take me there eventually.
Opps! a UPS truck just drove by my window and maintenance guys in their golf carts try to whiz by speeding around the speed bumps when no car is parked in their way. Such is life in the townhouse community here… and the laundry is done so I need to flow it into the dryer. Just going with the flow is so nice compared to the intense rush and physical exertion of moving my sister and I into this place. This has been the month of polarities, for sure!
♫ Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream….. ♫
Go with the Flow!
PS — Oh, and that guy in the townhouse across from ours… he has pretty blue lights in this windows and across his door… lovely to see at night too (especially since the street light blocks out the stars at night which I’d prefer to see at night, but pretty blue lights are just fine too.
Actually, the blue lights remind me of the blue light surrounding the star Sirius which is where I’m from–yes, I’m an alien and starseed. You are too, but I won’t tell anyone so don’t worry.
He has quite a few blue lights out there… and you sort of feel like telling the guy that Xmas is over and to take down the lights but actually I think they’re pretty. And an adequate substitute for stars I suppose. They are beautifully placed and as tactfully, tastefully pretty as the guys lawn and flowers. LOL And I still see trees… an awesome pine across the street and another flowering tree and behind the rows of townhouses more trees tall and above the roof line. Dryer just buzzed… better fold clothes now.
Waiting for the sunset! or twilight or something!! I moved this weekend! Just remembered it was the Summer Solstice. I’ve been so busy, actually forgot.
I am sitting in front of two very large windows in front of my desk here in my room.
My large Buddha statue that was on my balcony is now sitting on my desk right in front of me looking serene, reminding me of the nature of mind and the nature of reality. I have nearly everything set up and put away… what a monumental task moving is. My son-in-law was awesome (he drove the u-haul) and my whole family helped. Everyone said, “You’ll never get all this stuff in that room! They shook their heads and smiled at me but I pre-measured and was confident.
I managed a bed, love-seat, dresser, desk, filing cabinet and large TV in here… oh and a book case with all my astrology books, tarot books and some others. (Had to put so many books in storage!! along with so much else!)
Anyway… I got all of my indoor plants set up in my room and I put the outdoor plants on the front and back porches, along with the bird feeder on a shepherds hook and out front a blooming petunia graces the door along with my two hydrangeas and between the bushes, my large concrete angel statue!
I have a huge walk-in closet and which was able to accommodate everything. My sister and niece are thrilled with the huge kitchen downstairs and brand new stove and refrigerator! We’ve been busy, busy, busy non-stop today like yesterday getting everything out of boxes and taking empty one’s to the dumpster.
It almost feels like I’ve gone off to college and have my own dorm room! Or maybe “Golden Girls’ (after the TV show)… my niece, my sister and me.
I can’t wait to start doing readings in this new location.
It was soooooo nice to get to sleep last night without people talking underneath my bed! LOL! and I will not miss the downstairs neighbor in the old place who played his guitar and sang like a coyote… bless his heart.
My sister, niece and I are getting on well, being happy to have everything set up here and having the old apartments empty, cleaned and ready to turn the key over to the rental office tomorrow!
We are both full of bruises and some cuts and our backs and feet are sore from carrying boxes and furniture and beds and everything up and down stairs!
I am waiting for the first STAR to come out (have a nice view of the sky now) but if it doesn’t hurry up, I may have to miss the event for this evening in lieu of a hot bath.
Tomorrow the phone gets hooked up here and the internet is still not working bur my daughter let me use her…
“Verizon 4G portable wi-fi”
…thing-ie which is really awesome actually. She uses it for travel on business trips.
I’m still looking out the window for a star. Not yet…
The sunset was a bit disappointing…. I guess my windows and the setting sun are a bit out of alignment for this time of year or maybe the sky was prettier earlier and I missed it.
My sister’s cat is a charmer… such a sweet and quiet cat, she hardly meow’s at all but is no trouble and very cute. I call her Natasha which is what she told me her name was but my sister and niece call her by another name. It’s nice being around her.
Well, anyway, I’m not waiting anymore for the first star to come out.
I’m heading for the tub and then to read my book a while! I’m so very much enjoying “The Cave in the Snow”–about the Tibetan Buddhist nun who meditated in a cave in the Himalayas for 13 years!
As hot as it’s been this weekend, its just fine to read about snow.
Speaking of meditating… right after a hot bath I’m going to really quiet down and meditate.
Hope you had a nice weekend.
I’m happy to have the change and am having many laughs with my sister.
PS ~ Happy Summer Solstice!! Hope you had a nice weekend!
Word from the Heart Sutra which holds my life together.
Here I go again–using this blog to sort out my personal life. Therapy for an “off” day here and there I suppose. Maybe that’s it. Write it out and it is released. Not energized further. No. Released, that’s all–sorted out and seen for the silliness that it is, the illusion that it is. Maybe this post could be called something like ‘The Life of a Psychic’ or some such.
BLOG INTENTION, ASPIRATION: Yeah, but in the spirit of Tonglen, knowing others out there feel this way from time to time or there are those who know this feeling right now just as I do. Hello to you and may this feeling for us all and package it up and see us all being free of it, having compassion for you and for all those who feel a bit disoriented or perhaps are also in the midst of a move… whatever it is you are experiencing may we know that we are not alone… there are always many others who also go through this and may we all be relieved of this suffering or uncomfortable feelings such as they are… and may we all come to contentment and peace and may I be part of that process through my love and compassion for us all as we move through uncertain times. May this blog in some way be helpful to you.
Here it is, this feeling I’m sorting out or trying to heal. And the internal feeling comes from attachment to STUFF, yeah, form appearances–things. Actual material things. I told you this is silliness being sorted out here! I already feel better really looking at this using some logic and intellect to soothe the …. well, the what?
Beyond what words can show, it is. How about a picture to describe it? A bit like the scarecrow from the story ‘The Wizard of OZ’. That scene where parts of him were over here and over there and some he didn’t know where!
No, I’m not falling apart but rather I am realizing this whole Buddhist thing about the non-self and yeah, attachment too. How can part of me be in a storage unit (we took a lot of boxes and things, forms) and loaded them in the vehicles and unloaded them into a storage unit. As I tried to fall asleep last night I kept flashing on the dark rainy rows of storage structures and the number on my own with the lock and my things inside. Yeah, it felt like parts of me were there, haunting my ‘things’ in some way.
Another part of me was hanging around my sister’s apartment, haven spend some hours at her place over the weekend helping her clean and pack. Yet still, another aspect of consciousness was hanging around the new apartment that we’re going to that is getting updated appliances, new carpet, paint and so forth–do I really belong there? Where is my place when I also see flashes of the last few things leaving this apartment unit. I’m all over the place! Like I said, silliness in the life of a psychic.
I’m feeling a wee little bit like crying (its mild), but have no real down-home authentic reason but for the fact that I’m feeling homeless and even without a self, more like a floating spirit neither here, nor there, everywhere and nowhere. And the Buddhist teachings speak of emptiness in view of it holding form and formlessness such that everything is actually non-real as if it were a Moon’s reflection in the water.
I think again of that song of enlightenment, “All these form, appearance emptiness; like a rainbow with a shining glow…”
And one of the other lines is “Just let go, and go where no-mind goes.”
I guess I’m having to do that a bit as I feel pulled in many directions like taffy. Pulled, stretched, thinning out…. and definitely no place to ground. The lessons of impermanence and non-self and forms being emptiness by appearing just the same… these are all being re-enforced within me.
At the same time, it feels like my solar plexus is torn a bit. Here I am looking at an application, another one, for an apartment that I applied for on April 2nd and last week I found out my application was nowhere to be found. I now have to fill out a new one!
Meanwhile, I am trying to visualize how I will fit all my necessary “stuff” into the master bedroom of the apartment that I’m sharing with my sister and her daughter, a teenager! I feel grateful to have a place to go.
GRATITUDE: I CAN DO this, of course I can and am so grateful to have some shelter so that I’m free to go without having to break a lease just as soon as I get a call from one of the many places upon which my name is on the list.
And so the story goes. Maybe I feel a bit better for writing it out? My tummy is still topsey-turvey but I’m telling myself to enjoy the experience such that it is. I’d better get that application filled out (another form—“all these forms”— and anyway get it resubmitted. Forms are only emptiness.
ૐ Just a bit of comings and goings in this blog post….
ૐ trees are really coming out with their leaves here now and i can barely see the houses beyond…
ૐ hostas are coming right up and hydrangeas are starting off well too…
ૐ got newsletter out on time this week; an accomplishment worth mentioning since I’ve been late too often in recent months…
ૐ fed my daughter’s cat and fish and took my niece to counseling session… it is good to be ‘of service’ to others
ૐ the new apartment that my sister and I are renting in a month or so is getting new carpeting and appliances; I could see the guys working on that unit today and removing the old stove and refrig…
ૐ we will have all new appliances and upgrades….
ૐ a blue jay sitting on the balcony railing looks at me before flying up to the bird feeder, then spreads his blue wings and majestically flies away and there’s god in that moment just now
ૐ paused the packing yesterday for my swim, accomplishing the 66 lap mile and enjoying every lap!
ૐ It’s a little above 60 degrees today but its going down to 32/freezing degrees tonight they say; a mixture of spring and winter….
ૐ i plan to sort through clothes and utility and clothes closets soon… my daughter brought more boxes last night for me… need to pick out a date for a garage sale….
ૐ daughter’s fish seems depressed or is that a projection? no@!
ૐ I may mix up a salad and settle for that for dinner.
ૐ I could be writing a new country song, “My life is going back in storage, yes again.”
ૐ Maybe before the year is out my name will come to the top of the waiting list for my own apartment in a more desirable place — or maybe my move-in with my sister will be permanent, eventually at a new location?
ૐ These things are being worked out somewhere else right now… and i don’t feel fully part of that divine conversation yet. Maybe I don’t want to be, to know.
ૐ Not sure about a lot right now. but letting that be okay.
ૐ Its Holy Thursday and tomorrow is Good Friday–so says my old catholic programming.
ૐ One of my daughters reported the deaths of two people she knows from work; i always feel such compassion for those left behind. My heart goes there, knowing the soul crossed over is alright, always.
ૐ I feel a very long meditation is in order right now, doing the Buddhist Tonglin practice that i feel called to do; with this grand cross and eclipse energy, i know that there are those who could use extra good vibes…
ૐ …feeling as if the elders are asking for my participation with this Tonglin meditation now especially for the souls of the loved ones left behind.
ૐ So i will find a place where the Sun shines through my window and comply as soon as i hit the “publish” button here.
Some of you may not know about Tonglin. So here’s a video of a Tonglin medition with the Buddhist nun, Pema Chodron … if you consider yourself a lightworker or world server, you may like to listen through the 4 minutes of how to do this meditation. Won’t you join me?
Every cell in the human body regenerates on average every 7 years; so biologically, we are brand new people every 7 years. Most of the time we look the same and the change isn’t visible unless our self-image has changed (our inner picture of who we are), then sometimes the change is visible; but usually it isn’t. And aside from minimal normal aging over a 7 year period–it’s still not usually that noticeable. Anyway, biologically, change is imperative—like I said, about every 7 years we replace every cell in our body; it’s a medical fact.
Biologically change is imperative as just described but then all change is imperative, isn’t it?
Change is a necessity not a luxury; otherwise stagnation, non-growth and eventually death (in some way) will occur.
I’ve been thinking about that as I make the final preparations to move off the mountain. That and life-cycles and the number 9 representing endings and new beginnings—that category of thought has also been prominent. I’ve been doing the visualization thing too and in cycles. Maybe everybody does this and I wouldn’t know without taking some sort of poll, but here’s how it works for me. When change is happening or about to happen or even when I’m involved in some sort of creative process (isn’t that all the same?), I seem to spend a day or so in a great activity and achievement and then I sort of shut down almost like I’m physically tired (although I am not tired actually—at least not physically) and I spend a day or half-day or sometimes 3 or 4 hours at rest having visions.
It seems like the vision is necessary before I can actually accomplish it in physical reality. For instance, yesterday evening, I felt the need to go to bed early but I did not sleep right away. I was, in fact, visualizing myself driving off the mountain and seeing the mountains grow smaller in my rear view mirror and practicing how I was going to handle that experience and the accompanying feelings. It was as if I was instructing myself in the best way to process that experience.
I saw myself driving into the town where I will be living and coached myself in how to deal with any feelings that may come up then too.
I packed up my house in preparation to move in much the same way—periods of instructive type of rest that comes from a part of me that seems to be merging with me to direct the whole play, the entire affair.
One of my daughters went to check on the readiness of the apartment and took a video of the place, even though I had visited a similar unit in the past so I knew roughly where I was going. It does help me to have watched the video so that I can put myself there with a grace and ease that I’ve prepared for. Between now and the end of the week – I move in 4 more days—flashes of the video she showed me will play out in my mind as I merge my self and my belongings there.
We mostly look the same with the biological changes that occur in the physical body every 7 years as every cell completely regenerates—this is because during those 7 years, a lot is occurring beneath the surface as cells die and regenerate. The same thing seems to occur in other areas of life, for I’d say that I was preparing for this change gradually and beneath the surface over the past 7 years (or 9 years actually) although from the outside there has been no evidence of it–until the past 34 days happened!
Just like one day you see a moving truck pull in or pull out in your neighborhood, it didn’t happen overnight. Weeks and months of physical preparation occurred and probably years of subconscious preparation was going on too. It’s like a couple who walks into divorce court one day—to the casual observer it appears sudden, but a lot of changes were occurring beneath the surface to arrive at that point. And sometimes the couple themselves aren’t fully aware until a year or months before the actual day of the divorce, but they were working up to that point from the moment they said “I do” during the wedding ceremony. Change is inevitable and it is imperative if there is to be growth and any type of re-birth at all and change is Life Itself. As they say on Star Treck, “Resistance is Futile.”
I sometimes want to laugh when people look for that long-lasting, unchanging situation or job or love partner or place to live. Most of the time long-lasting isn’t in the cards and it’s a good thing—we need new experiences in order to grow and evolve. It’s also how we can comfort ourselves when we think that times are bad—we can feel certain nothing will last forever, not even the so-called bad times. Life is nothing BUT change and we suffer when we deny the impermanence of it all.
Last Friday my landlady came to settle up with me as far as the security deposit and rent and to say goodbye. That was an emotional day! She accepted a little gift from me for being so nice over the years—I gave her a white blooming hydrangea [see photo]. Tears were part of that scenario. She and I and her mother were together in a Cherokee lifetime here in the mountains—she doesn’t believe in reincarnation but does not deny a strong connection between us.
Anyway, I wasn’t done with tears however, because after my landlord left, I went to the post office to fill out a change of address form and found myself feeling sad about saying goodbye to someone who I usually made simple small talk with. “Awwwh, you’re not moving are you?” That’s all he said and that did it! As I walked out the door after filling out the forms I turned and said, “It was nice knowing you…”, knowing I will likely never see that person again. There’s a bit of sadness in that—letting go of the familiar, the routine, the comfortable. I went to the grocery store after that and purchased a small basket of comfort food and came home to watch re-runs of Grey’s Anatomy followed by Anna and The King with Jodie Foster and now my face is breaking out like a teenager!
I’m conceiving the astrology class metaphysically, creating it in my mind. My grandson knows a lot about making and editing videos so maybe that can be part of the process. I’m camera shy when I let my ego be too much a part the process so that will be a challenge!
I guess this is all I am in the mood to write or have the time for right now. I have clients to call back and best be moving on. I am excited to be neighbors with my daughters and grandchildren and am reminding myself that even though paying the higher rent is going to be something I can go into great fear over being able to do, that worrying about it is… well, you know!
I think that we can feel as those final changes happen—that move or divorce or whatever it is—whether the change feels supported. In other words, even though it may take 7 years or 9 years or even longer for the physical change to reach the surface where matter starts moving—it moves easily or not. If it does move easily, then this is how I feel assured that the change is supported and/or fated or pre-determined. I may not know the restructuring is happening for 7 or 9 years that the shift beneath occurs. And when change does happen, it seems sudden even though there have been (over time) minor intuitions or flashes or hunches. When it does happen, it does seem sudden and is often accompanied by some uncertainty. YET, and here’s my point, when the doors open, energy cooperates, events go smoothly and no obstacle stands in the way—one marvels at the seeming support that The Universe or the Divine Forces apparently give.
Here’s the truth that I believe. It’s all been in the works all the while and has picked up speed like a train going down the mountain (pun intended) and it’s marvelous to marvel at! Word repetition intended there too. It can be genius and one stands there wonder-struck! That’s change that’s imperative.
Okay, well there it is—my experience shared and accompanying thoughts here on Day #34 for whatever it’s worth. I may not have time to blog again until I’m there in the new place, the upstairs tree house dorm room at the rental community that I’m calling Hogwarts! I will watch for the changing staircases, mudbloods and muggles and all the rest and if you’re a Harry Potter fan, you know what I mean.
There are only 3 more days up here where I’ve spent the last 15+ years. On the 4th day it’s off to a new adventure. A rebirth if you will – here’s hoping the new life is a good one! It better be, it’s taken 9 years to prepare for it!
Nice, small, e-z to clean, cozy central heat and air apartment with a pool on the premises here I come. Visualizing: Oh, who’s that down there knocking on my door? Why it’s one of my grandchildren with one of my daughter’s. C’mon up you guys!
Yeah, all right. So there is freaking out just a little bit now. It’s Day #29. If you haven’t figured it out by now… I’m moving. ‘Cats out of the bag’ as of right now. Where in the world did that expression come from and why does it stick? Anyway, there’s the big reveal—I’m moving. Those last two words are pretty funny actually because right this minute, nothing is moving—it’s all just sitting here in boxes and bags and plastic containers.
I’m normally one of those “there’s a place for everything” kind of persons. And last night I walked in circles around piles of containers and boxes looking for the one that contains the light bulbs! I tried not to let it get on my nerves and reminded myself that transitions are like this—temporarily organized chaos!
Riddle me this, says the uncertain part of me. Am I doing the right thing? I have moments where I’m riddled with doubt and then along comes his friend, fear, and their cousin, apprehension. We’re NOT going there with them; this will all be over soon! Besides, I have more than an equal amount of certainty that this IS the correct ‘move’. So, what’s the issue? It has more to do with that Venusian thing of what meets the eye–brown boxes are not exactly eye pleasingly beautiful home decor!
I now realize how much energy I draw from my surroundings! If everything is clean and organized and arranged in an eye-pleasing way with color, shape and balance, when the eyes meet the environment the mind, body and spirit feel soothed—or something. Maybe soothed isn’t the right word exactly. I find myself looking out the windows more lately and while I do this often anyway, I realize that I look away from the boxes to seek feelings of harmony by looking out at nature. At least the trees, flowers and rocks have not changed!
Yeah, I know it’s temporary, but that’s not all that’s going on. I’m blogging in order to try and figure it out—that’s how I work through things if you haven’t already noticed!
I think it has to do with loose ends – too many of those but with just over a week to go, those can’t be tied up and just have to dangle. I have to “let be what is” and be in my own is-ness. And that can feel like letting more of this ‘stuff’ go and just floating away! I’ve released so many things over the past 29 Days. I’ve come across items that I didn’t even know were here and let go of other things by the truck load! All I can say is that I will have a huge tax donation deduction this year!
It’s just being unsettled I suppose—I’m not here, nor am I there. And ‘there’ has a certain unknown quality to it. I have not been in the space yet where I will be living and I find that completely… well, I have to trust and hope and bring sage and sweetgrass to burn, not knowing who was in that space before me. That’s how they do it in the cities now—you rent a space without being in it and then wait for the previous person to move out. Such is life in a rental community!
I will, however, be aquainted with at least some of my neighbors—my daughters and grandchildren! Yay! And that’s the joyful part of all this! No more worries about fog or snow getting up and down the mountain and no more missing their school plays and performances! The pluses outweigh the minuses. Besides, last winter up here was pretty rough all alone—many an eve I longed for a nice warm, cozy (dry!) apartment that’s easy to clean and easy to heat.
All I’m saying is that this is an interesting place that I’m at emotionally and psychologically—neither here nor there. I want to push time forward instead of waiting this last week. I’m ready to go NOW but have to wait for my family’s help. The move-out date was selected weeks ago and everybody arranged their work and travel schedule to accommodate that.
Thankfully there are clients calling for readings and this, for me, is just like looking out the window—I get to unplug from my own life and surroundings and help someone else. It’s an escape for me in some ways.
I am looking at my two angel statue yard decorations sitting nearby. I have them in a strong medal carrier ready for the journey. One is child-like and posed reading a book, sitting on a pedestal; and I have to admit she’s my favorite. The other angel is a larger standup version, holding a bunny rabbit in her arms. Emotionally, I sort of feel like these angels… like I, too, am sitting in a medal cage waiting for moving day to be released from bondage!
In my new place I will have an upstairs balcony apartment with a view of trees–it will be my tree house! And since it’s going to be like a dorm room in amongst so many others that look like those old historic Brownstone’s of the Eastern cities, I’m calling the whole darn apartment rental campus “Hogwarts” (after the Harry Potter School of Wizardry). The Brownstones where I’m moving are actually white and not brown, but it’s the architecture and the campus that’s similar to those of the Eastern cities.
I know happiness and boundaries are within the self and not the environ and this is what I am actually being reminded of here in these last 8 or 9 days–let’s call it a week; that sounds much better!
Part of my spirit is here, some of it is going over the switchbacks down the mountain yet another part is emotionally and mentally unloading boxes into the new place! I’m everywhere! And at the same time I am saying goodbye to this house and property that has sheltered my soul for 9 years—maybe there are too many days left to say goodbye! No, I’m not sad about it especially when I remember how wet and cold this house was last winter despite my best efforts to keep a fire going!
No more wondering if the firewood person is going to show up before I run out; no more worrying if the fuel oil is getting too low; no more pulling weeds, trimming bushes and mowing the lawn, no more shoveling snow to get out of the driveway, no more this or no more that. That’s the known; but I have the unknown before me.
My rent will nearly double and I’m not used to being around humans in a rental community; there’ll be an exchange of birds, bunnies and the like for humans. Lots of them! I will be less country and back to being “citified” again. I’ve already had a few encounters with city duck-mentality! (not pleasant) Will it be a challenge to make these adjustments?
Yeah, I think too much and besides I’ve got clients calling and other tasks here needing my attention so I should end this.
But before I do, I know there are others out there in cyber world ( like me) who are also in the midst of a transition. I’ve been in this state numerous times in my life—after all, I’m 64 years old and ‘been there, done that’ is a phrase I’ve used a lot. I’ve moved a number of times in my life and so I’m no stranger to it; but it’s been a while and I’d forgotten this feeling of being neither here any longer and not there yet.
It’s quite like floating in the ethers—no gravity, nothing to ground in to but one’s own is-ness. This is how death will be when the time comes; my own body will be like these boxes and containers. Yeah, okay young readers will think that’s morbid, so no more talk about that.
For those who may, like me, be in between this or that and not here anymore really but not there either—in other words, in transition… for you and for me, let me toss the coins and ask the i-ching for a word or sentence or two to help us while we’re in this phase.
Well, we received Kua 57. It is called “The Gentle” or “Gently Penetrating”. It is ‘The Sun’, doubled and is also called ‘two winds’—the first wind disperses negativity and the second wind changes attitudes. The guidance is to take small steps toward the completion of small goals and be patient and persevering. The message of this Kua is also about taking “the middle way” or the “middle path” and remaining gentle and free.
“Gentleness is flexible and free and not burdened by the maintenance cost of keeping a high-profile.” That line makes me laugh a little bit considering an email that I received this morning which was really a spam advertisement. If you are in my type of profession you know how you receive trick emails which at first seem as if someone would like you to be a guest on a radio show only to find it is gimmick to sell you a thousand dollars’ worth of radio time!
I thought about it for a moment actually now that my living expenses will be higher—but that’s just not who I am. It’s strange though because my natal chart indicates that my soul’s purpose is to work or earn a living in the public domain (10th house) by bringing Peace and Spirit in a grounded way onto the Earth. Well, that’s a whole other blog now isn’t it? Anyway, each time I consider doing a big public attention-getting blitz of some type, the end result is turning from it totally.
Well, according to this Kua 57 I probably shouldn’t even publish this blog entry—it reads this way: “This is not the best time to make sweeping changes or to announce future plans.” I was tormenting myself about how to create a new class (in astrology) last night and then I thought about tarot classes and totally revamping my current psychic class, doing a better job with at least the sign up page. Yeah, on and on it went and so I get it—let go of the idea of sweeping change right now. Just get through this move first, silly!
ADVICE FOR HANDLING A TRANSITION: During any transition the focus should be on adaptability as one remains tuned in to subtle and shifting energy currents of change. Keep a steady pace and make a routine as best as you can—do things that do not involve the mind too much.
HOLD THE VISION AND BE WILLING TO WAIT. Don’t be overly confident or doubtful either.
Stay on the path of least resistance for now and merge with the meandering course of the Tao in any way that it shows up right now!
One final word from the i-ching: in order to see the bigger picture when we are in transition we must periodically create some distance between the self and the forest. Only then is it possible to see the trees and where we stand in relationship to them.
Let “Is-ness” be the only “business”!
Feel better? C’mon we can do this! Its only death and rebirth after all.