Breaking News---Post Eclipse Report

--Breaking News---Post Eclipse Report--

From the Great Guides Upstairs---

The guys and gals who brought you last years work slowdown---

We have an urgent report from all of them---

Earth-Students--Listen Up!

The gist of this, almost year long backlog of notices and reports, includes the following headlines:

Semi-Ascended People Losing Patience with Slow Ascension Rates!

Archangel Michael Eyes South Florida for 2011 Arch-Angel Get Together!

Archangel Uriel, Sick of Natural Disasters, Consults with God to Arrange for Relief!

6 Brand Spanking New Techniques for Raising Our Vibrations, Touted as Not Worth It!

In the midst of NBC's Late Night Debacle, People are Turning to Meditation to Ease Their Boredom!

Earth-Students around, and up above the globe, have begun to chant, "Give us our Ascension plans, now!"

Concerns are mounting over the gridlock---
Not to mention--- backup--- of---
Earth Students who have been trying to ascend for many, many, many years.

Grid guards, matrix managers, and ether experts are relying on new outfrastructure blueprints and maps being drawn up now---

Like right NOW, as we very speak.

This will pinpoint the areas most in need of a~~~
Hold onto your hip huggers Students!
A coordinated plan to bring Ascension Insurance which, as coincidence would have it, will boost an already thriving insurance industry.

New reports indicate that there are high risk areas which---while there are a low percentage of Earth-Students attempting to ascend there NOW---
Well, there just might be a risk for a once in numerous lifetimes chance---
Maybe it was a once in 333 years chance of becoming severely overcrowded?
Actually, now that I think about it, it could even be linked to the Mayan baktunovitch---
Or whatever they're calling IT.

It really doesn't matter.

There is a microscopic chance of it happening---
We should be prepared for Earth-Students flocking towards deserted, unlikely, areas.

But anyway, in a bold move, Archangel Metatron is calling on all Indigos, Pinks, Purples, and, a punch of Turquoises---
Along with The Crystal Children (are some of them teens yet?), and whatever else we're planning on calling these new children---
Anyway---yep---Archangel Metatron is calling on them to all just chillax for a while.

This is the recent announcement Archangel Metatron made to them:
"YOU are not the only ones that the Earth-Students are relying on to help them climb those last---
Incredibly hard, those last steps are, towards raising their---" Metatron paused for a moment, trying to regain his composure---

"They think they need to RAISE their auric and chakral energies---
Which will somehow liiiii----ffffft them higher and higher---
And that their vibrations will, naturally, want to follow that---"  Metatron's shoulders appeared to droop a bit as he said this.

With that, almost as one super-conscious mind---All the Crystals, Rocks & Colors Children/Possibly teenagers--- understood what their mission now was about...

There was no need to speak, they were all communicating via a super text messaging and twitter system---

Metatron turned away, his attention being drawn towards the small crowd--- growing in size--- just a short distance away.
Immediately, he recognized Jesus, and, right behind Jesus, were several Apostles.
He strode over to Jesus, and, with the back of his hand, he began to sort of push Jesus' shoulder---to get his attention.

Turning towards him, Jesus said, "Heeee---hey, Metatron, what the eff is up in your part of the cosmos?"
Then quickly, Jesus said, "Don't answer that, I already know."

Metatron steered Jesus off to the side of the road, and under a shade tree, then said---
"It's damn serious, Jesus.  There's a lot of shi(f)t, pardon the expression, going down---
And I mean dooooowwwwwn, right now," ---gravely--- he shook his head.

Jesus' face took on a more serious look as he said, "What is it?  It can't be that bad, can it?"

"Jesus, while you've been busy doing God only knows what---there's been some awful, terrible, shi(f)t taking place! 
Never mind what AW and Beach Buddy have been up to, we can talk more about that situation at another time---
But there have been floods, tsunamis, earthquake after earthquake---
Wars, killing, corruption--
The stifling of human spirit----"

Continuing, Archangel Metatron stated, "Uriel is going crazy right now, he just can't keep up with all of this---first the Great Flood--
Instructing Noah, that wore Uriel out---countless storms, countless earthquakes---"

Metatron quickly pulled out a recording device, apologizing to Jesus, "This will only take a minute or two, I have to repeat everything that was just said, so I can record it in The Book."
Jesus nodded and waited.

Out of virtually nowhere, there was a crackling in the air, and Archangel Uriel was on the scene!

"Jesus!  Where's God?  I've got to talk to him right away, this is a message of high importance!" Uriel said, pausing to catch his breath.

"How the heck should I know?" Jesus asked in return.

"I don't have time for this right now, Jesus, I need to speak with him NOW!  I've about had it up to my eyeballs already with this crap---
Disaster after disaster, people are suffering, God, I've got to put a stop to all of this!"

"Pretend I'm God, Uriel, just for a few minutes, you can practice on me," Jesus suggested.

"Fine, " Uriel replied, "We have to do something, we have to do a tad more than the channelings or messages, through those nutcases---
I don't know about any of the other Archangels, but seeing your face, Jesus, on a piece of toast, or in the pattern of grape jelly on a jelly jar lid---
That just isn't anywhere near what is needed!
People need our assistance!" Archangel Uriel just couldn't calm himself down, it was clear that he was deeply bothered.

"Uriel, I have a plan---tell me what you think about it." Not waiting for a nod from Uriel, Jesus continues.
"We have to teach the Earth Students how to figure out what is necessary for this to end, for there to be a real---
Like I mean, authentic---desire and spirit TO bring hope, healing, and compassion---love to others."

"Yes!  You get IT, you really GET IT!" Archangel Uriel exclaimed, beginning to calm down a bit.

"But how?" Archangel Uriel asked, "They're so damned busy down there, vibrating, meditating---praying even---which is fine---
I'm not saying those are bad things for them to do. 
Earth Students are so wanting to ascend, and by the way---there's a humongous backup of these people just waiting for that right Ascension moment to come."

"This is easy, Uriel.  Metratron, where's Metatron?"  Jesus called out.

And yes---yawn---there was a shift in the air pressure, as Archangel Metatron finished up his recordings for---The Book, and walked over.

"Yes, Jesus, what's up?" Metatron asked.

"Where's AW these days?  I need her, she's been having some deep thoughts lately.  I think it might be fun to listen in, don't you?"

Jesus went on to explain, "She's weird, sometimes I wonder what happened with that one---she's in, she's out---
Rambling on about Mercury Retrograde, Saturn, her mother, Beach Buddy---what are her thoughts lately about all of this?"

With that, Archangel Metatron snapped his fingers, and immediately, if not sooner---
One of AW's guides appeared---
A Guide--- who had somehow agreed to speak with them, but only under conditions of anonymity----

Un-named AW Guide---
"She always complains about the Haitians who manage to wake her up at least twice a week, usually around 7:45-ish, long before she has to get up."

Anonymous Guide continues, lowering his voice confidentially---
"Once she hears their loud conversations, as they are standing by the landscaping truck---
Which is always parked and left running--- right under her window---
Bam!  That's it for her! She slams the terrace door shut, expletives coming from her mouth---she's got some New York mouth on her, I'll tell you that!"

"You don't mind that I'm recording this, do you?" Metatron asked.

"Not at all, they're digitally masking my face so there's no way anyone will recognize me, right?" The Brown Robed Monk asked.

"Holy Crap and a half!"  someone in the listening crowd exclaimed,
A murmuring could be heard, coming from the growing audience---"Can you believe The Brown Robed Monk is selling her out?" one person asked another.

The Brown Robed Monk continued---
Totally unaware that his true identity could be seen by all, "There were times also, "
He said, "when she would wonder, to Beach Buddy. 'Why do they always have to talk so LOUD? It's terribly inappropriate!' she would say."

"Keep going, what else?" Metatron and Jesus said at the exact same time.
They both looked at each other, surprised, and Jesus said, "We said that at the same time, later on we get to make one wish apiece!"

"She's also noticed Haitian women, they work and live all around her. 
AW's even worked with one or two, too.  She knows there's something about them---
And she's not quite sure what it is---there is, what AW might call, a heaviness, a deep heavy burden-like demeanor, she's noticed." Loose Lips Brown Robed Monk states.

"She remembers when the pockets of Haitian immigrants began to grow in various communities, over the 80's and well into the 90's. 
She knows they work here, those few, in the grand scheme of things, who can legitimately get here---
And she's well aware of the stance of the government when it comes to Haitian refugees---
Many times they are returned to Haiti. 
AW is also well aware of the jobs many of these women have to take---the lower paying jobs. 
She knows many of them do house cleaning, but much more than that---
Many of the Haitian women are caregivers, HCA's, LPN's, some nurses---to the vast elderly population in Florida."

There was a pause, and Jesus said, "I'm tapping into her right now!  The importance of this, thank God, is not lost on her."

AkashicWreckage, talking with Beach Buddy---
"I feel that what many Haitian women do, are those tasks---that the children, brothers and sisters, grandchildren can't do, or be there to do---
For their parents---for their grandparents---
For their aunts and uncles---
They tend to them, they bathe them, feed them, help them---and are with them, until often, the very end of their days on earth."

Beach Buddy asked, "Are you sure about that?"
"Yes I am, we see them here all the time, pushing the wheelchairs---their strong hands helping to steady our neighbors as they walk them to the car---
You've seen them when you're in Publix---" her voice trailed off.

"Perhaps this is what she feels, when she feels that heavy burden energy---this is part of what they do, what they carry with them---" The Brown Robed Monk stated.

"They, the Haitian people, ARE all around us---we see them in our lives----and we see them on the news.
They often do, what we can not, or will not, do.
Their misery has been documented, over and over---for decades." Wreckage called over to Beach Buddy as he was finishing up in the kitchen.

"So while she complains about the loud noise in the morning, she understands that these amazingly enduring people---
Have something vital to teach her, and, the rest of the world." The Brown-Robed Monk finished.

With that, all eyes turned towards the heavens to watch the scene taking place in the sky above.
Archangel Michael , having been suddenly summoned from one of his perches---
Somewhere, or everywhere--- from someplace in, or around, the world.
Anyway, it seems, that the Grid-Guards, Matrix-Managers, and Ether-Experts were having problems getting along.

Each of them had different ideas about stricter Traffic Control, due to mounting tensions within the Earth-Student communities.
Delays were being monitored by Ether-Experts---
Matrix-Managers had the daunting task of ushering those rare few, who were permitted to finish Ascending already---
Through all of the matrices, down the ether trails, hip-pity, hop-pity, sending those Souls along the conveyor belt of Ascension---

But the press of humanity against the already crumbling walls separating the dimensions, meant that construction barriers had been erected to keep those babbling maniacs at bay.

Control of these Still-Trying-to-Ascend-Earth-Students, was becoming impossible---
The constant whining of Still-Struggling-Earth-Students could be heard, despite the construction of a sound barrier---

Archangel Michael had been summoned to be the ultimate mediator of this near crisis situation brewing above---

Michael announced,  "Lordy---Lordy!  This has got to change---there just either has to be a shi(f)t--- or they'll have to get off the pot, is all!"

He shook his head, saying aloud, "Just what are you all thinking?  They don't belong here yet.  They can ascend another time, when we don't have so much going on down there."

Uriel chose that moment to stop by, intrigued enough to flash over---
"We need some crowd coordination here, this is a job for Jesus, Moses and maybe even Enoch---
But wait!  Metatron, how do we get Enoch here, when you were once Enoch?"  Uriel asked, scratching at an impossible to reach spot on his back-- right near his left wing.

Metatron stopped his blasted scribing and recording for a moment, a puzzled look on his face.
"Ive never thought about how I could be Enoch, and let's not forget about me, Thoth, Hermes, Mercury and am I forgetting anyone else that I am, has been, or will be?"
Motionless, Metatron was seeming to be trying to be all of those guys at once, and yet failing.

"Leave that to me, Metatron, " Jesus' voice said--- from somewhere, "we'll get the whole crew if need be up there in a few seconds."

And---
Of course---
As heavens often do---
The heavens parted to reveal a bunch of real life, Ascended Masters.

And so it was---Jesus, The 4 Pillars of Protection (for those who don't know AA Michael, AA Uriel, AA Gabriel and AA Raphael) joined in with:
The Apostles, and my all time favorite---Serapis Bey--
Quan Yin appeared, and, of course, Metatron's twin, or cousin---
I can never remember which---but also, Sandolphan appeared-- (playing the drums I think)---
And, well a whole bunch of big shot Almost-Ascended-Masters were also on hand to pitch in to bring the unruly Earth Student Crowd under control.

Tens and tens and tens of thousands---
More like probably hundreds of thousands if not millions of Earth Students were milling about---
Some pushing, while others were just trying to maintain their space---
Trying with all their might to be centered---
Checking their Now wrist-watches which were---
Of course---flashing Non-Stop Now crap---
Every single last second, all Now long---
Talk about boooooor---ring!

Yet others were chanting---
Trying with all their collective might, and voices---to bring themselves into trance---
Which they hoped would---enhance---
Their Ascension.

Wrong!
No one would be ascending this particular day!

The crowd of Earth-Students parted, as Jesus and The Gang walked peacefully through.
Jesus climbed up a particularly glorious cloud, and stood magnificently framed by golden light.

I know---golden light---but it's Jesus---he's supposed to be in golden light, no?

I can't get into a discussion now about the color of the light---there's just not time for that right now.

Jesus is saying:
"St Francis of Assisi said it best:

Lord, make us instruments of your peace.

Where there is hatred, let us sow love~~
Where there is injury, pardon~~
Where there is discord, union~~
Where there is doubt, faith~~
Where there is despair, hope~~
Where there is darkness, light~~
Where there is sadness, joy~~

Grant that we may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console~~
To be understood as to understand~~
To be loved as to love~~
For it is in giving that we receive~~
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned~~
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Amen."

Let us hold the energy for all those human spirits on the island of Haiti so that---
They will come together, work together, and look out for each other---
Care for each other---whatever is put before them.

I know we can send them all this energy of peace, and I know it will be present with them.

Let us hold the energy and vision that everyone on Haiti--- in need of medical care, pure water, food, safe shelter---
Will have their needs met.

I know we can send them all this energy of sustenance, and I know it will be there for them.

Let us hold the energy of support for the rescue and relief workers, on the island of Haiti---
Let us hold them all---within our hearts and send strength to them.

I know we can join together as individuals, adding our love---
And sending that love, and caring---compassion---
Let us hold this vision---for our brothers and sisters---in love---
In Haiti.

A silence fell across the crowd---a few stragglers off to the side were still trying to find a good place to relax.

"Let's get yer arses movin'!" a voice bellowed.
"Time to get your heads back down to Earth---
There nothing else to see here, just move it along!" Archangel Michael, dressed in SWAT gear, boomed.

The crowd of Earth-Students began to dissolve, scores going down and a little towards the east---
And west---
And slightly over to the north--
And back down to the south.

I know we can hold the energy of love for all there, and I know it will be there for them.

Till the next time Earth-Students---
Since I had no clue what this would be when I first began to type this---
And was surely distracted by all the comings and goings of Jesus and The Crew---

Let's all be one, in love~~~~~

Fine!
For the skeptics---juuuussssst in case there really isn't enough room for us to be comfortably one---
We can be all be one and two---in love---
The two will be immediately next to all of those who are in the one---
And so on, and so forth---

AW

A Walk Down Mercury Lane~~~

I recall the first time I found out about Mercury Retrograde.
It was a hot and muggy August morning in 2004.
It's usually dead down here in South Florida.

The streets in downtown Ft. Lauderdale were fairly empty.
I was finishing up the final preparations for various spiritual workshops that were scheduled in the months ahead.
One of the workshops had not one person sign up for it.

That hadn't happened before, so I emailed the woman to inform her of this.
The workshop facilitator had called me back in a panic, she had just realized it had been scheduled during Mercury Retrograde.
I remember thinking to myself, "So what?"
If it had been meant to be, it would have been.

It was cancelled.

I didn't think twice about this nuttiness.

But, I did begin to think back to interests I had, roughly, 27 years before that time.
I found myself delving into uncovering information about Mercury Retrograde, on the web.

And, now, I find myself flipping back in time, back to 1977-ish maybe early 1978-ish.

I was an astrological fruitcake---I was all about anything and everything zodiac related.

What's your sign, was my favorite line, because I was sure it was all significant.

How else would one explain why I always called my astrological mentor, Irene, when the Moon was in Libra?

Irene and I had met, back in the summer of 75.

One theme to my dreams, when I was a very young child, was being in Egypt. 

I didn't know when I was so young, that the name of the place was Egypt.
I know now that it was real--- 

And at the age that I was was when I recall having these dreams, there was no way I could have known about Egypt.
I was under 5 years old, this was in the mid to late 50's--- 

There was minimal TV back then and I don't recall us even having a TV until I was about 6 or 7 years old.

I would be looking at the pyramids, from a distance, in my dreams---

I would be doing something, in a building----- and then I would feel myself faint.

The scenery would also change---

Sometimes I would be by a river and sometimes I would find myself in a vast field of grasses.

In one dream--- 

I was running from warriors who were chasing a group of people--- 

And  then I felt myself fall to the ground---

Suddenly---

There would be this familiar male figure, bending over, and working on me---

Doing something that I would almost be "watching" him do, from above the scene.

 

It wasn't until many years later, when I had a very mystifying experience, that some of the Egyptian dreams made sense.

 

It was the summer of 1975 and I worked for a township on Long Island that had a recreation program that was the first of its kind.

It was a recreation program for special needs children and adolescents.

I worked as the Arts & Crafts counselor and enjoyed interacting with the participants in the program.

 

As I worked during the first week or so of the summer program, I kept seeing this woman.

She had this mass of curly dark black hair, and there was a familiarity to her--- 

I knew that I had never met her before and yet I knew that I knew her from somewhere else.

We were eventually introduced, her name was Irene.

We talked here and there, over the following weeks I learned that she was an astrologer. 

And, from time to time, as we became unlikely friends, she would provide astrological insights to me, about me.

She was at least 10 years older than I was at the time, she had 2 kids, the house, the husband---and I was still working my way through college.

 

One day, at the beginning of August 1975, our lives collided in a very strange way.

It was the day we were having a Special Olympics event.

It was horribly hot, the temperatures in the early morning were already hovering at 90 degrees.

I arrived, parked my car, and made my way into the area where the event would be held.

I noticed a group of people I knew, and walked over to them.  Irene was there too.

We were all standing around talking, waiting for the preliminary events to begin.

Suddenly, I began to realize that I was feeling strange.  

I had never felt what I was feeling, before that.

I felt as if there was a veil dropping down and beginning to cover me.

I figured I just needed to sit down.

 

So, I suggested to the group that we sit down under a tree.  

We did.

As we were sitting, within just a minute or two, I realized that I needed to lay down.

A part of me felt foolish, but the overwhelming feeling was to just lay down and forget about the others.

I stretched out, and then began to feel as if every single pore in my body was closing.

I felt as if I my body were suffocating.

I recall one part of my mind was wondering what was going on, while another part of my mind was telling me that I was dying.

I felt no panic whatsoever.

I felt that if I was going, well---I was going.

No thoughts about living left to live---or goals yet to accomplish.

Just an acceptance.

 

As I lay there, feeling the physical closing off of my body--- 

And calmly waiting for what was to come--- 

I began to feel something that began at my feet.

I felt a cool stirring of air---

Then it was at my ankles, my calves, thighs----

I knew I wasn't imagining it---

Then my stomach, chest, throat, a cool stirring of the air--- and then I opened my eyes.

Irene's hands, palms towards me, were about 6 inches above my face.

She was looking into my eyes and she said, "This is the 2nd time I have saved you from dying.  I was your physician in Egypt."

 

My mind was still trying to make sense of what I had felt, and I knew that what she was saying was true.

I didn't know why I knew it was true; I didn't understand what had just taken place; I just felt inside me---that it was so.

Irene and I didn't talk about what had happened---

On some very deep, almost intuitive level, we didn't need to speak, the connection was a continuation...

 

The following spring, after breaking off my engagement to a guy I had been dating for several years, I found myself in North Carolina.

I was staying first with my older brother and his family, and then I had rented my own apartment.

 

One day, in the summer of 1976 at about 11:30am, I felt the urge to call her. 

As I picked up the phone and began to dial her number, suddenly, I heard her ask me to wait for about a half hour.

Clearly, I heard her tell me that she would be finished doing what she was doing at noon.

I waited, dialed her number at noon, and she answered the phone saying, "Thank you for waiting, I was feeding the kids lunch.  I knew you were going to call me, the Moon is in Libra!"

She explained what that meant, and periodically---when I would think to touch base with her, inevitably---

The moon was in Libra.

 

She and I didn't speak much on the phone for a while---

I was busy realizing that North Carolina wasn't the place for me---

I was missing something, and knew that I wanted to move back to New York.

In late September of 1976, I moved back to NY---first on Long Island, moving back with my parents, and then close to---

"The City!"

Queens, New York---

Not exactly IN The City---but close enough.

I was building my life---emerging from two consecutive relationships---

And into a life of my own choosing.

Two roommates from H---E---Double Hockey Sticks---later---

I was on my own, searching for another roommate---

I asked close friends to recommend, and within a week, manifested a life long friend, Caren.

Caren and I decided to throw a little get together in the spring of 1977.

Irene was invited and Irene drove in from The Island.

A different connection, something was changing---

We spoke of the future, the months ahead---

I knew it was important to listen, and for the life of me---

I can't remember now what she said.

We never spoke again---

I've searched for her often, googling and hoping---to find her, and reconnect.

I laugh now when I think back to when I first did my own astrological chart, all by my own self.

I had armed myself with a rather large cumbersome book which cost a prohibitive $30 something dollars back then.

Within that book was everything I thought I needed to know and it was the best bang for my bucks.

I carefully calculated my chart, and I have no idea what I was thinking, going through all that work.

I had everything figured out and on paper, that would show me what I was about in the abstract astrological sense.

I began to read the revelations that would surely tell me something I didn't know about myself.

What I began to read, shocked me---

Whatever was in this book, took me by total surprise.

And none of it pertained to my view of myself.

I got up and walked into the kitchen and told my roommate Caren, "I'm not who I think I am, or who you think I am.  You wouldn't believe this shit I'm reading!"

I vividly remember Caren turning towards me and saying, "Who are you then?" and "Roll us a joint, this should be good!"

"I don't understand why I didn't realize how I really must be, but somehow I managed to keep a lot from myself!" I explained as I rolled us a joint.

She joined me in the living room and I began to read her these unreal descriptions of me, realizing that I'd have to read it all so she could understand what I was experiencing.

"That can't be accurate, "Caren said in between hits.

"It is, " I announced, almost depressed.

It had something to do with Jupiter and something else that I have no idea what it was now.

"Go back and double check just to make sure, maybe you reversed something, or mis-calculated," she advised.

Thankfully, I listened to her, and with a great big sigh of relief, I realized that I'd had it all wrong.

A part of me wondered, back then, what IF I hadn't gone back to redo my calculations?

I didn't take that thought too far, I was just thrilled to be reading positive stuff about myself.

My faith in myself and who I was, was restored---

I recall buying the same $30 something dollar book for Pisces, and Sagittarius.

Sagittarius was the sign of my ex-fiance.

Then, through something akin to Divine Intervention---

I met my ex husband, during Saturn in Virgo.

And decided that there was no sense focusing on astrology---he was a Scorpio---

And despite a painful Scorpio lesson in 1976-1977, his Pisces rising was more important.

Destiny unfolded---

Back to the future, to the past several years of Mercury Retrogrades---

There's some payoff in using Mercury Retrograde periods, to reflect back on other Mercury Retrograde times.

The next Mercury Retrograde was in December of 04--- went well, nothing horrific of note, happened.

It was a time of inner review for me. 

Signs of my relationship with the Universe were all around me. 

The month previous to that Retrograde in Sag during November of 2004, I had several interesting experiences with past life regressions.

I also had set up a Shamanic Journeying series of workshops, that I was really looking forward to.

I was also finalizing and tying up loose ends with my first Angel Fair, bringing together a group of 8 amazingly gifted teachers.

The circle I found myself in, was peopled with teachers of depth and integrity.

I was still married and there were no concrete thoughts about divorce or separation.

Although, as I look back now at that period, I can see that I was right smack dab in the middle of---

Openings---

Explorations---

Expanding my boundaries---

Pulling my vulnerabilities out---

A wide-eyed innocent---

Simultaneously---I was in the middle of:

Coming out of a 3 year period of---- 

I don't know what to call it, but--- 

It was post cancer treatments---

Uncertainty--- 

Value and worth--- 

Outer appearances---

In conflict with---

Inner revelations of---

 

Faith

Strength--- 

Guidance--- 

Acceptance---

All of this---

Swirled around and within me.

And, I was excitedly making sense of it all.

When Mercury next went Retrograde in March of 2005, it was in Aries, my rising sign.

A time of patience---

Hard for a Libra and hard for an Aries!

A time for thinking about independence and a time to reflect on what compromises we had made---

In order to get along in the world, in order to belong---

And, teachers continued to arrive---this student was ready.

I felt more and more was opening, within me---

That which was outside of me, began to change forever.

I began to see that my marriage had to end---

The masks that had to be shed---

But how and even why---this was happening, were just simply accepted.

And finally---the decisions began to unfold.

Fast forward to an intense rewind--- 

Mercury Retrograde in Leo, July and August 2005----

Lessons of Saturn leaving Cancer---

Having taught us about how we felt deep inside of us---

Saturn entering Leo---

Teaching us, some of us--- early lessons relating to---

Expressing who we were becoming---

Many of us were challenged to stand up for what we believed in, although it was in conflict---

With what was surrounding us.

Other experiences and lessons, during the early part of Saturn in Leo, related to:

The critical look at our inner selves and how that was manifesting in the outward masks and manipulations we tolerated.

Self-Authority.

How we relate our inner power, to the the relationships with others, in our lives.

To show our authentic selves, to the world---

To reflect our true selves, in integrity and with passion.

Karmic chaos.

The ending of karmic debt, learning to release the fears---

Of Independence---

Being who we wanted to be---

The summer of returning to taking on our shadows.

A critical degree emerges---a do or die degree of decisions.

A prelude to the new.

Faith emerges as the bedrock.

Power.

Inner and outer power.

For many of us, it meant life altering decisions, working out in the end---

Being rewarded with balance.

And yet a dying of other parts of our lives, beginning to be let go---

Who was in charge?

What could all of this mean to us now?

Why would this be important, why is ALL of this coming up for review, now?

Another few days to go, with the present Mercury Retrograde--- 

I'm just trying to cover all of the bases, so that the lessons are learned---

I'm determined to enjoy this, the seeking to understand---

Why this trip down Mercury Lane now?

What could the Cosmic Trickster be up to now?

My mind (Mercury), could it be re-minding me of power?

Capricorn is all about power---rightful use of power---

Learning where our power has led us---

Responsible use of power---

Defeat--- what defeats have we learned to turn into spiritual victory?

Learning about our inner depths, those cold and unused parts of ourselves that need the flame to spark the life force?

How do we choose to dispel the cold?

As if a sign, the weather has---- the weather has turned cold here---

Enough of this shi(f)t already!

Which, is most likely a huge part of what this is all about, Earth Students!

Saturn Return is with us---

Mercury finishes up this round of review.

And so have I.

Beach Buddy just asked, "How do you go on?"

I said a bunch of stuff and he reminded me that I hadn't answered his question.
Do any of us know how we really go on?

A fitting end to a weekend of reminiscing, being brought back to see the me's of the past.

Till the next time, Earth Students---

This isn't the easiest of times for any of us---

So let's just get through this as best we can, because enduring is what this is about.

We endure~~~~

~~~Shi(f)ting Reality~~~

"How do you feel about Mercury Retrograde?" I asked Beach Buddy.
(More on him later, he's an ongoing part of this so called reality.)

He's sitting right across from me, facing a corner in the living room.
He's got a lap top, hooked up to a keyboard, hooked up to two monitors, and has his iPhone hooked into it all.
His earphones are hanging off to the left.
On the shelf below a table to his right, are his aviation grade ear phones, a couple of rocks/crystals, perched on top of a pile of Coastal Living magazines his mom sends him.

That's his command post.
From that perfect vantage point, he manages to control his little part of this reality.

He's gone from being on the couch---when he uses his lap top---to being at the dining room table---
To being set up in a corner over there.

He's suffered through various computer meltdowns over the past year.

And now---he's sitting and trying to figure out what to do with the virus on his computer, as I attempt to draw him into discussion.

It's my job to disrupt this as much as possible and to point out to him, the insanity of it all.
He is---after all---my Buddy.
If I don't act as a buffer, real world issues will overcome him.
Like the virus his computer has someone managed to catch.

Typical Mercury Retrocrap...

"It feels like a backwards intuition, " he says, distracted.

"What do you mean by that?" I ask.

"I don't," he replied.

I can't let him get away with these non answers.
To catch you up on this little quirk of his---this has been going on since I first met him---
He tries to evade answering things.
Or, it will be obvious that he's attempting to think of a way to answer, without really answering.
Other times, he gives a quickie mumble, totally unintelligible---
And---I have to ask him to repeat it, which has given him time to think of a way not to answer.

I continue to press him, "We've been through some very intense Mercury Retrogrades this year. " I remind him.
"What was the hardest one for you?" I shoot at him.

He ignores me and continues to pick his teeth with the corner of a baggie---
Let's hope he doesn't use that baggie to pack my next sandwich for work.

"Do you feel it's just Mercury Retrograde that's been hitting us upside the head, or what?" I asked.

"I feel like there's probably something to it." he finally replies.

I would have been surprised if he didn't acknowledge the destruction Mercury Retrograde has delivered to our reality.
Yes, I used the word destruction---and yes---at some point I do see the weird beauty in it too.
But Jesus Christ Almighty!
It's freakin' hard to get through!
I don't care if there are those who think it's nonsense---
That's okay with me.

Or--- if there are those who think it's best not to talk about the negative aspects of Mercury Retrograde---okay.
Couple that with the full moon, Saturn in Libra---this is difficult stuff to work through.
No colon cleanse, chakra clearing or meditation is going to remedy this clogged up shi(f)t!

Back to this mini drama in the living room.

"Like----what do you think there is to this whole Mercury Retrograde thing?" picking up where I left off.

"It's probably a tangible energy." Beach Buddy said, turning towards me.

"This is all I'm going to give you, I'm not going to provide any more fodder for you." Beach Buddy snarled---yes, it was sort of a snarl.

"Two things I'm going to say about Mercury Retrograde---
One is that I've seen too many first hand examples, within the alleged energetic window of this backwards phenomenon, to not give it some credence." Beach Buddy stated softly.
"And the second is that I think there should be a metaphysical war on Mercury Retrograde launched."

"Mercury Retrograde and its casualties, is that enough for you to blog about now?" he said as he stood up and began to walk into the kitchen.

Immediately---I realize what he's getting at.
I've taken too many of our conversations and transcribed them into blogs, but that's because they are blog worthy!
We've had some whopping discussions that have either left us crying in despair, or literally holding our sides because we've laughed so hard.

It's just the nature of this karmic thing we've got going on here---in this reality.

I began to think back in time, and Beach Buddy interrupted that with "Do I have to remind you about July 4th in 2008 and the lightning strike?"

"Was that a Mercury Retrograde period then?" I asked because I didn't recall it being one, but then each one has blended and merged into the one before.

"Look it up!" he snapped with a twinkle in his eye.

That's because when I use certain big words, Beach Buddy will ask me for a definition.
And----rather than waste my time trying to define it within the context of whatever it is we're discussing, I usually advise HIM to look it up.
He's tramping up and down my lines now---

So, I look it up.
Nope, it wasn't Mercury Retrograde that fateful holiday.
More on that, maybe, at another time.

But other Mercury Retrogrades have taken their toll, usually right at the onset.
I'm not sure it does much good looking back on what was, during other Retrograde periods.
Most Mercury Retrograde Survivors say we should look back, or we must look back in time, otherwise things won't go well for us.
Somehow, some way, Mercury will find out about it, and figure out how to deliver a swift kick in the ass.

I have resigned myself to Mercury Retrograde periods---
When that adorable Cosmic Trickster pays us all a visit---
Oh yeah, baby, bring it on.

I'd like to just crawl into a cave somewhere---on a beach would be nice, if it's not asking too much.
I usually allow myself to withdraw, to batten down the hatches, in a way.

I go through a whole thing as I walk toward the car, each day during a Mercury Retrograde.
I surround the car with protection.
I do this because I learned the hard way, back on the first day of Mercury Retrograde in May, when the air conditioning went belly up, on my car.
One minute everything was fine and within 5 minutes, it wasn't.
Lesson learned.
I surround and fill the car with as much angelic protection as possible.
I'm not taking aaaaaaaaaannnny chances anymore.

Then the computers at work will go down, or the ordering system will go haywire.
Every single Mercury Retrograde, in the past 18 months, something happens to the computers at work.
This Mercury Retrograde, and I mean the very first day, a virus hit every single last networked computer.

My son's car broke down the next day and Beach Buddy's computer went on the fritz with a virus.

I observed all of this, with just a moderate degree of highly charged emotions.

On one side of my head, a part of my mind is screaming, "Holy effing shit, when does this crap end? Why can't I stop believing in this nonsense? Someone, make it stop!"

And, on the other side of my head, a part of my mind, highly unsympathetic to the other side's rage against the Universe...
That side is thinking "Why get involved in this stuff? It will pass, don't get all excited or upset about it. Calm down."

A part of me, somewhere in the middle of all of this, tries to make sense of it, in real time.
"I'm gonna be honest, I need a playbook for this." Little Miss Middle Me says.

I go through this every single time there's a Mercury Retrograde, parts of my mind rise up in this dialogue.
One side wants to reflect back, try to cull some wisdom from the lessons, do everything that might be necessary to weather yet another Mercury Retrograde.

"This time, you should toe the line, stay in sync, be a good little Earth Student so that the awful crap will skip us this time!" she announces boldly.

"I'm so sick of this Mercury shi(f)t!" another voice inside my head says loudly. "I'm thinking very seriously about not believing in it any more." this brave voice continues.
"Maybe that way things might return to normal. We got along just fine without knowing when it was Mercury Retrograde, and we'd all like a little of that normalcy back in life."

Now, back to the other part of my mind---rebelling, "What about all of the valuable lessons you've learned? Insights into self---newly discovered nuggets of truth?"

"Oh my God, Jeeeeee-sus!" I hear in my head as this disagreement escalates.

Enough for now---
I'm leaving those three to duke this out while I try to get this thing finished here.

I have decided that the best way to get through this Mercury Misery, is to distract myself as much as I can.
And, if my thoughts go to the past, I'm going to allow it.
Over the past day, I've let my thoughts go back in time and---
Maybe that's an important part of surviving this Madness?

Going back---
Re-doing---

It is what it is.

I realize that this is always a period for re-searching---
For re-flection---
An opportunity to re-view---
A time to re-visit the past--- and issues that may be holding me back---
Patterns that may not be helpful anymore---
A chance to finally re-lease what is no longer in my highest good.
I re-conciled myself to realizing that it does lead to growth.
Fine, already!
I get it!

I can feel something within me now---wanting to take my thoughts back---
Going back not all that far in time---
I know I'm supposed to allow this, so I do.
Back to the beginning of May 2009, Mercury Retrograde.

I'm sitting here typing this, wondering how I'm going to end this now, without going back to THAT time in May.
I'm too tired to fight it.

Within mere hours of Mercury turning retrograde in May of 2009, the shi(f)t began to hit the fan.
My Beach Buddy lost his job, my car's air conditioner went schizophrenic and a bunch of other things began to go kaput.
That time period almost seems benign now---shifts and changes have been the only two menu options and discombobulation seems to be the default mode.

Many new insights during that Mercury Retrograde period---learning about what is valued, what has worth.
Beach Buddy and I had a discussion during the last week or so of April, right before the Retrograde----
About how much value there really is, in having a work history---what with the jobs being lost across the country.
I'm not sure how much real value a pimped up resume has, in today's world.
Our Value.

I know that these are times of opportunity, even in job loss----
People are beginning to move in different directions, gathering up their inner and outer creativity.
Many are moving into new insights about what IS of value---
What confirms---or what doesn't confirm---our worth and what we hold dear to us.
It is a time to move into creating that which reflects our inner gifts, which will show us more of our inner value.
And, showing the world that vision, the vision we hold of ourselves.

So, while I see the benefits of this time period, and realize that growth is happening---it's a chore to stay centered right now for me.
So many of these Mercury Retrograde periods offered so many hard hits, for me---
And---
For many people---

So----we are not alone.

After dinner one night during May, and I think it was towards the end of that Mercury Retrograde period, Beach Buddy and I went out on the porch, as usual.
The Mockingbirds were singing up a storm down here back then, and the nightly serenades were enthralling.
Magical songs, emotion-filled songs pierced the late night silence.

Mockingbirds are talented imitators, too---
And, they are experts at showing us that perhaps---
What we mimic, or even make fun of---helps us to see who we really are.

Mockingbirds teach us about confidence in ourselves

As I sat there, drawn into the power of what I was hearing---
As we sat on the porch, a thought popped into my head, that interrupted the song of the Mockingbirds---

What if?

What if all that Beach Buddy and I had experienced----
Had all been payback for mocking ("At times- And rightfully so," my ego just added) gooey gooey spiritual new age nonsense?

Well, so what?
That was a time, that Retrograde period, to get very clear about who we are, and the roles we are playing--- now--- in our world.

We WERE being challenged during that period of time, not just limited to those 3 weeks, to continue to awaken, the process is not finished.
What is being reflected back to us, can be looked at as being given the gifts of----

Backwards Intuition?
Could there be such a thing as---Backwards Intuition, as Beach Buddy had postulated?

I had that night in May, in that intense period of Mercury Retrograde, a stupid random thing interrupt the train of thought I was experiencing---

Like---
Were we being given---the gifts that were prying our eyes open?

Maybe to see that others need to see---
ALL of us--- as we continue on the paths we are on---
All of us, seeing that maybe we---ARE---awakening?
To see the flashes of enlightenment that strike very close to us.
And even to see the awakening of others, who we have left along the paths in our lives---

Mockingbirds also represent our soul's purpose.
Mockingbird represents the South---one of the 4 Cardinal Directions on the Medicine Wheel---
The South represents---
Growth, Trust, and Love.

I allow all of this to come into my thoughts---
This trip down memory lane isn't turning out the way I had thought it would---
But I know better than to argue with Mercury memories.

During the September Mercury Retrograde, we began to go absolutely berserk looking at condos to move to---
Beach Buddy and I scoured Craig's List in search of---
A new place to move to---
Closer to work---
Affordable---
A place with a view.
After 2 weeks of spinning our wheels, we finally realized that it wasn't meant to be---
Neither of us could shake the feeling that it was for the best.
Mercury Retrograde in Virgo/Libra.
It was about a healthy balance---would a move bring that to our lives?
It didn't feel as if it would, so we didn't.

It's all coming back, a revisit to retrogrades gone by---and the lessons.
I learned lessons, during that particular period, related to truth and trust---
Trusting that I could give Voice to my own truth---
Trusting my inner voice, allowing my inner guidance to lead the way---
With Saturn in Libra looming, just a few weeks away, back then---
Surely setting up valuable lessons, for the Libra cycle heading my way.

I wondered if I was on the path to my own truth, realizing how often I'd been distracted---
Even seeking out the distraction, to take me from speaking and writing---my own truth.

So, what am I supposed to do?
Conflictingly intuitive, backwards reviewing---
Searching up and down and back and forth---
For the switch---
Where is the switch to shut this idiocy off?

And then a big "Huh," comes out of both my mouth and my heart, almost at the same time!
I think I secretly like Mercury Retrogrades!

Oh shit!
I've just admitted that to myself, and now to the world!
Yes, it's painful when things go awry---during this period.
Yes, things can break down---communications disrupted.
Objects we count on to get us through each day---
Become unreliable---
How could I, a Libra, actually LIKE this time period?

I think I have to get a glass of wine and ponder this whole thing, again.

Well, till the next time, fellow Earth Students---

Let's all be careful out there---
Mercury Retrograde is sure to Re-Shi(f)t our reality!