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Tonight is the Cancer Full Moon, and the last full moon of 2018. Can 2018 just end already?  No...it has one final lesson. Cancer rules the Fourth House, which is our foundation, where we feel most secure.  It's represented by the home, family, essentially our roots.  Because Cancer is a water sign, the 4th House is where emotions tend to run deep.  Because the Moon has a powerful gravitational pull on water, creating balance on Earth, causing tides to rise and fall, the same effect happens with our emotions.  Full Moons in particular will draw out that which is within you, make you evaluate and choose to deal with all associated emotions.  Cancer Full Moon will bring all that you regard as home to the surface, and requires us to become aware and fix.   With Uranus also in retrograde, this will mean we need to examine what will allow us to be truly Free. Again...another lesson???  Really 2018?? Earlier today I was leaving home to ge...

This Mercury Retrograde misled my ex and he tried to call me last night...   (took a screenshot for another reason but this is my blog sooo....) The planet Mercury is all about clear communication.  We have all heard and know about the issues with electronics.  My car was in the shop yesterday because it went out of wack right after Thanksgiving.   With this retrograde we also need to be mindful of how we speak to one another.  I have been in several conversations with people and we all walk out with different meanings.  Not just via text or the phone, but actual face to face interactions.  However, the retrograde also causes the dead to arise.  Sometimes it's to finally wrap up an old relationship. Giving you and them closure to move on, and into the new.  Other times, it's a tap to see if you will once again open the door.   The reaction is up to each of us to decide. So back to the call.  My ex ...

I woke up this morning listening to the fall of the rain drops.  How I love the rain, when I'm not driving in it.  The rain is calming; it's cleansing.  To me, the rain represents the sky's outpouring of emotion to clear the earth from all of it's turmoil and chaos.   The rain creates life's pause.  It keeps people indoors contemplating the right now that leads to all of the next moves, rather than moving without any thought.  Thank God for the rain. "Still here.  Somehow" In that quiet time I was inspired to look back in appreciation for all of the lessons the Universe brought to me this year.  I was given time to insulate and heal.  Forgiveness was the source of my resurrection after unburying my soul from the grave of pain.  In that spiritual rebirth, I was able to tap into my soul and find the gps to my life path. "Man, it took me 15 years to understand my worth"   This level of elevation has given me perspecti...

This morning I finally took the boxes of donated items to Goodwill.   *applause* A few posts back I wrote about getting rid of items I'm no longer using, and how I ignored all of the gentle pushes to get it done.  Well the books, shoes, purses, radio, computer, keyboard and xbox were all neatly placed in boxes which lived in a small area of the living room until last weekend.  To be fair, we only have street parking, and there's never a space in front of our building.  The thought of lugging the heavy boxes to my car for more than 20 steps fed my ever present lazy, thus leaving the boxes where they were seemed more appealing.  However, Thanksgiving ended and well the major motivating factor was reborn, where will I put my tree? My love of the Christmas holiday is well known, frowned upon and sometimes beloved by many.  No matter my age, this time of the year is magical.  I am enamored by the lights.  I will watch the same claymation mo...

I've always tried to be one with with purpose, however the follow through can have ebbs and flows.  I'll go into a project or a task with vigor; then someone or something will throw me off track, and that project will linger...and linger...and linger.  Lots of 3/4ths of things hanging around, waiting for the 1/4th to come in and make it complete. This has been a fact of life for decades.  It's not that I don't desire to finish.  It's that I allow suffocation of self to happen.  My negative thoughts.  Feelings of not good enough.  How can I do this when something else needs my attention.  My need to people please even thought I despise being a pleaser will override those initiatives that make me happy.  All of this stems from childhood daggers and the wounds they created.  So first I had to realize that allowing a wound to scab is not closing it, if the wound is a gaping hole and not a mere scratch.  But, it's all internal so ...

I've always had the gift of dreams. Really I was born with the ability to call things to me in my waking life, but have been too fearful of that gift.  So I end up jinxing myself and calling trash instead of treasure most times.  But dreams of things to come or things unfolding in the present are my constant barometers.  When I was younger, I'd dream of aliens taking over the world, the need to find safety.  So many end of the world dreams for such an immature mind.  Each time, I'd find a place to hide, but the aliens would never just leave.  From there I'd dream about death.  My father's death to be more specific.  In fact, for a year I would randomly dream he'd die in a car accident.  After each dream, someone would die in that manner, a school mate, my sister and finally my father.  Imagine my fear of dreams after that.  But a gift is a gift.  Whether sleeping or awake, the visions will come. Because I'm a daydrea...

Setting the stage...   I was born into this world surrounded by both parents, both sets of grandparents, great grandparents, a first cousin and two aunts.  Of course there were many cousins and other family members, but that was the make up of my nuclear family.  Throughout time, I've lost all of the people above, except mom.  The loss was multiplied by the deaths of 3 siblings and a few cousins.  Over time I've dealt with the grief and overwhelming sense of loss.  However, this post isn't about that.  Also I don't want to give energy to that part of my emotion because I've spent way to many years swimming in that turbulent and deep ocean. Tsunami's start with an earthquake erupting from the bottom of the ocean. About 3 weekends or so ago, I sat in front of my window looking out at the changing trees.  This was after my prayers and meditation time, so the vibration was high in my room.  I had thoughts about my youngest brother...