When a hurricane is tracking up the gulf or in the Caribbean, I'm glued to the Weather Channel (such as I can access it since I don't own a TV.) Likewise, when something big is ongoing in the sky beyond the weather, I obsessively read the essays and forecasts written by every astrologer I trust. This weekend, last week and during the weeks upcoming through June, the planets are in a showdown, occulting each other, squaring off. These configurations are transformational. Those who are currently able to avoid personal and collective reinvention must have some spell going for them. In general in the Reyaverse, everyone's got his or her nose to the grindstone of change. Good lord. The pressure is intense.
Hence I've been thinking, dancing shamanically, bumbling and stumbling at times, but doing my very best to keep up with the energy. It's rather exhausting but also kind of thrilling. A period of intense transformation is vivifying, cleansing. The old skin drops away to reveal the new. Yes we will be tender for awhile, but that's ok. Yes? I say yes. As a black water dragon, a year like this is good fun. But I'm not as wordy as usual. That's probably a good thing, hey?
I love the Zen aphorism I used as the blog title. Hell yeah. Sometimes being dragged along for a few blocks seems like a good idea, but I'm trying, with societal issues as well as the tiny, mundane, everyday situations, to notice but let go, keep moving. My mantra is all about granting everyone the benefit of the doubt as much as possible. This includes me, by the way.
Why not? Have a happy weekend, y'all. Shalom.
American History museum. That red transistor radio? I think we had one when I was a teenager! So weird to see it in a museum!
9 comments:
yeahhhh reya . . . the pressure is intense and gentle . . . to change . . . it's happening as a matter of course . . . of course!!! and resistance . . . welll leaves you messed up . . . or at some later date or place you gotta pay the price . . . so grab the dancer who's got your name on their card and let go . . . . this morning at breakfast with my friends "just let it go" was the mantra . . . steven
It's the perfect mantra for now!
I feel it. It`s a good feeling. Thank you for putting it into words, Reya. It made me smile and nod.
omg, why weren't you a weather girl? some wild and whacky astrometeriologistic guro on channel 101? you definitely need to start a youtube channel!
I'm changing. Either that or I'm letting go. Not sure which and they may be the same thing.
shedding old skin can be a painful experience; snakes are agents of change in this way, as are chameleons; we are seeing lots of snakes at the moment with the change of seasons - another metaphor from the natural world!
i love that 'let go or be dragged'
Tom I would love to be a weather girl. Maybe in my next life.
Ellen you are coming into formidable powers. I want to talk to you about it but I still haven't found the right words.
See? val picked right up on it! Val did you know Ellen was bitten by a copperhead and has been encountering snakes right left and center? Stung by a bee, bitten by a copperhead - whew, Ellen you are a mighty shaman!
As are you, Val! Wow.
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