Mystery School

I am reading about the Mystery Schools. Mystery School?
Isn't that Nancy Drew's Alma Mata, you ask?
No.

A mystery school is a center of learning for spirituality. Or University for the Soul. A place where we study the mysteries of the universe. Universal University, so to speak.
Sufi's had a mystery school, and most of their learnings and understandings were not written down, but taught through the oral teaching method. So did Buddhists and Mayans and many other religions.

I think that each of us have own own mystery schools inside ourselves, we learn when we question, feel inspiration and exhilaration and wonder where it came from. We do not need to belong to a religious order to be part of the great learning mystery. Every time we ask ourselves to try harder, be better and forgive ourselves and others we are showing up to the mystery class. I suppose we never graduate from mystery school, we just get better at trusting and hopefully when we die we graduate with flying colours in Faith.

I like attending Mystery School, I like to look and listen, experience and philosophise. There are many others in my world who also attend mystery school. Laughing with Blessed and The Piscean Princess during our Dark Arts classes. Swapping crib notes with Fishgirl. Comparing teachers with Gandalf. Pontificating and debating with the Good Doctor about the yin and yang of the soul. And spending time with my beloved astrology charts and sharp pencil is more enjoyable than any traditional learning I have done at traditional school or University.

Yes, I like going to mystery school. Show up or don't, its entirely up to you, there is no roll call. But if you do, chances are you will find what you learn more useful than anything else you have learned previously.
Knowing others is wise, knowing yourself is enlightenment, the Chinese proverb says.

School's in!

Get to the point

Full Moon in Aries and for most people, they are are run off their feet, over committed and living by their lists, that seem to get longer with each tick of the clock.

The Moon in Aries is always about intent and doing it, doing it! An immature or wounded Aries energy, we will be doing 50 things at once, mostly to feed the ego. A mature or healed Aries, when they have healed their emotional wounds they came to earth with, will be doing one thing and doing it well. They will have intent and clarity about the end goal they are striving for.
Look at where Aries is in your chart. Issues around this at the moment?

The polar opposite of Aries is Libra, the balance and the self reliant. To do best through the full moon, decide to do one thing, one things I repeat. Then use the Libran energy to do it well and with a sense of boundary. What will you do and not do in this time? Stop being over committed. Learn to say 'no' without an explanation.

Just say no.

Leaving the Womb

I am getting insight into this Mercury Retrograde that start on the 11th of October is going to be a doozy. We are in the shadowzone and man, ain't we feeling it!
Already computers are being bitches and the field of energy is being affected. Why? Well Mercury Retro is in Scorpio this time. A difficult sign if not stroked gently. Scorpio are so secretive its crazy, they are like the vault and terribly discreet and lethal. Expect communication to be veiled and possibly destructive. I think the Smiling Assassin was a Scorp.

Said best here:

Scorpio is ruled by Mars, Pluto, and Chiron. Mars stirs up anger. Pluto takes out the garbage in your life. Chiron brings you the tools to heal wounds. When Mercury goes retrograde in the sign Scorpio we are faced with issues of death and rebirth. It's a shaman's death. Surrender. Eventually floating in your mother’s womb the waters became toxic, you had to push out to be born into this world.

Scorpio’s energy represents that same water energy that you had to break through in order to be born into this world. Again our conscious mind is out to lunch, so we may be called to release an old pattern or habit that is fueled by the black and white thinking of our past. Emotional energy may be fixated on the past- holding up, holding on, holding back. The energy of Scorpio calls us to break down to break through. There may be intense emotions related to this release. It may be a time to reach out, get support and ask for help.

Best.

Slowing down

Alert from Fishgirl that the Saturn is reaching the point where Venus went retrograde. As a result, Taureans and Librans are burning the candle at both ends and something, somewhere will give. It could be an accident, things breaking down or a breakdown. For me it is my heater. So boring, so I won't even go there.
I am burning the candle though, juggling, whilst on a tightrope and calling the fourth at the greyhounds. I know it makes no sense but then neither does my life at the moment.
It is crazzzzzyyyy and funny at the same time. Just as I get rid of one thing another creeps up on me. I remind myself to take it slow, check and double check and push through. I have blown out the candle at one end and I know that this too will pass.

Waiting for the moment

I let it go and then I wait. This is my lesson. As a forceful and driven person, I like to "make it happen" but not everything comes to fruition, even though I do what I can to bend the will of the Universe.

The Universe is stronger than I and she pops me back in my chocolate box. "Sit, be patient" she whispers to me in my in dreams, sending me symbols to interpret when I awake. My symbol this week has been moths. Moths have featured in this blog before, having made an early appearance on my journey. Moths symbolise moving towards illumination, enlightenment and conscious transformation. The Moth is attracted to the flame, just as the soul is attracted to the light. But like Icarus, sometimes we fly a little close to the flame and these singings are our trials. With every burning comes new growth and more fertile fields.

This weekend I have to let go of something I wanted to happen. I wanted it very much but it was not Meant to be. The Universe has popped me back into my box and so here I sit. Waiting.
Waiting till I am ready.

And so it is.


“We must be willing to get rid of the life we've planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” Joseph Campbell

Your number is up

I profess to know little about numerology. I like it but it doesn't speak to me like astro or tarot does. Thus I am also happy to learn from others who know more and genuinely love their interest.
This new blog is a bunch of fun and interestingly bought me a syncrodestiny moment today involving a bee. I shan't bore your with my bee story, this reference is much more interesting, so link and read away.

Meanwhile, amazing dreams last night involving washing lines, pink towels and the tips of dogs ears that turned into moths.
Interpretation: Hanging out my emotional dirty laundry, cleansing myself with love, my guardian and protectors giving me messages and in turn transforming me.
Not sure I feel transformed but certainly had a better day today.

What's going on?

“It's spring fever.... You don't quite know what it is you DO want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!”

Mark Twain

Pensées Privées

Parfois je suis si fatigué et parfois je me demande si je suis égal ici. Je me demande ce qu'est mon contrat dans le monde et comment et si je l'accomplirai. Je remets en cause mes choix et où je suis aujourd'hui. Quelques jours, je me demande si je suis aussi terrible que je pense que je suis. Je me demande si les gens savent dur je travaille pour le faire se produire pour nous, pour eux.

D'autres jours, quand le soleil brille et jazz dans le jeu sur mon stéréo de voiture il semble que la vie ne peut pas obtenir d'améliorer. Quand j'ai nulle part pour aller mais où je veux, un plein réservoir d'essence. Un livre pour lire au soleil. Argent à la banque et choix qui sont les miens seul à faire et extraire. Un déjeuner solitaire avec un magasin et aucun horaire. Baisers et compliments, amour et sexe. C'est quand la vie est bonne.

Il est tout au sujet du reflux et l'écoulement, reflux et écoulement.

Plans awry

Scorpio Sister is back in hospital unexpectedly. So my Friday night spent was sitting bedside at RMH, as she has no one in town and as a sister this is my job. This is what family is, sitting pushing doctors for answers, as she is too tired to do so herself.
You want me by your bedside when the shit goes down ppl!

I am the least intimidated person I know around doctors. I am not anti western medicine but the best doctors I know, and I know a few, are the ones who allow a measure of miracle into their work and are touched by hope.

I once lectured 100 5th year students at RCH on relating to parents with sick children, it was fascinating, you could see who was going to be the healer or the hero. The heart surgeon or go into sports medicine. One 'rockstar' Doc talked though my speech. A while into it, I stood at the lectern and waited for him, I stood there a full minute before he realised I had stopped. I asked if he was ready and his embarrassed tip of the head told of his acquiescence. I then directed the rest of the lecture to him and only him. Bless. His supervising doctor bought me lunch as he thought it was so funny.

I have seen doctors cry with frustration and joy, I have had them laugh with me and share my hope and joy for many years with my child. They are people and sometimes they are rude and careless with their responsibility but occasionally they are brilliant humans who do what they can and leave the rest up to the Universe. They know when is Enough.

Thus last night, when I questioned and cajoled, argued and fought for my sister, with my velvet tracksuit as my only armor, the registrar looked at me with such dislike that I laughed out loud in his face. I said, "You are never going to see me again, so hate me, some do, but most want me on their side for this very moment that we are now having. So do your job and look after my sister and stop treating her like she is interrupting your evening."

As he swung around in his pale blue scrubs and crocs [god I hate those shoes!] I waved and sang "Goodbye."Just like Doris Day.
He scowled but later my Sis rang to say she got everything she needed.

I am donning my tracksuit again to board my invisible plane and get back in bedside for when she comes out of surgery. Hope Doc is there, could be fun, I love a battle and with Jupiter, Neptune and Scorpio in my 4th house [home and family] nobody trifles with me when it comes to my loved ones.

Dreams

Deep emotions are always so intensely felt in dreams, they often knock me slightly the day after I have them.

Love however is the most divine feeling to have in a dream, I have had a few dreams in my life where I have loved, so deeply, intensely and perfectly that it was heartbreak to awaken. I tried to lie with my eyes tightly closed to stay there, in dreamland.

Once I dreamed I was in Maine, looking at autumn leaves and antiques with a man I have never met, the feeling between us was not earthly. I have not been to Maine, I have not met this man yet I wonder, past life, future life? Not this life. I still think about this dream years later. I think I traveled there, in the astral, and met him under the changing leaves. I knew that I had to go back at some stage, it was moment in time that never really existed.

All my girlfriends admit to these dreams and concur with my hesitancy to move on while I am in dreamland. I wonder if men dream about strange women this way or is it just sex dreams?: )
Do men awake and say, "I dreamed last night I loved more deeply than I have ever felt in this lifetime and my soul is somehow changed. Does this love exist on earth?"
Ha, I am funny!

The Way

This evenings moon looks like the moon in this painting, "Evening Mood". My Pisces Son said stated 'The moon is upside down."

My evening mood has me thinking tonight about my lessons in business. I am writing a massive business proposal and have another begging for my attention, yet I am easily diverted with my thoughts and with men dancing on television. There is something so sexy about men who can dance but I digress in this dress.

My lesson in business in no particular order:

1] Don't try and change someones personality, if they are nutters then let them go with the least ripples possible. You are their employer not their therapist.

2] Know as much as you can about your finances. Hope is not a strategy.

3] If you like the person in a meeting and they like you, chances are you will work together.
Try to make yourself as likeable as possible!

4] Doubt means Don't.

5] When you lose then there is ALWAYS a bigger reason, trust in this.

6] If you have so much then give something back to the Universe. There is a reason you have it, so don't hang onto it.

7] Love what you do and everything will fall into place.

8] Let go of your ego at work. Together we all make it happen, it does not depend on one person.

9] It should be easy when you talk to people you work with. Easy, peasy, lemon squeezy!

10] It's just a job. Nobody lies on their deathbed and thinks about their career. They think about love, whether they had it, have it, want it, need it. Love.

Intuit this

The Fire Starter Leo at work was freaking out at my powers of perception today. I think most of us are perceptive but few of us voice it for fear of being burnt at the stake. Intuition in business is all you have to base your final decision on after all the talking and number crunching.
Every time I denied my intuition I rued the decision. Your gut talks and so listen.

Rally

The dog rallied and has bought some time from the Handsome Vet.
This Virgo moon has some powerful healing energies I tell ya. Stories pouring in from peeps with new of miracle healing and changes in attitudes.
I love a new moon, with all its possibilities and potential.

More than anything

Yes, it is September 11th and a new Moon in Virgo and a solar eclipse.
Time for a healing perhaps?
I asked myself what has changed globally since 9/11? Not a lot, still bombings and hysteria and Bush in power. Time for a change perhaps? No judgement, no praise, just observing.

I am nursing my dog at the moment who looks unsure whether she will last the week out. She is fighting us and the vet and rallies periodically through sheer will and determination. Thinking about euthanising her has been too hard a decision to make, so the vet said that he will make it for me.

I keep thinking about Holiday the family dog in The Lovely Bones, when he reunited with his beloved owner Susie in heavan. Il était très regrettable.

The Secret Life of Me

This is my confession.
Sometimes, when I read about a person with a certain level of celebrity doing something, interesting, amazing or wrong then I like to look at their astro charts. Sometimes its a car crash, like Britney and other times it the incredible ride that is the life of Kate Walsh at this moment.

For the uninitiated, Kate Walsh is a star of Grey's Anatomy, who got a role as the ex- wife of the spunky lead doctor. The viewers were supposed to hate her. They didn't. They lurrrvved her! They loved her more than the heroine, with her pinched face and her sinusitis, affected twang.

So now, Ms Walsh has got her own show, a spin off from Grey's Anatomy and is suddenly married after finding her soul mate after a few months. When you know, you know huh?

Well, I did her chart a good 6 weeks ago after seeing her Hollywood Land house in a magazine. She is living the life and loving it I tell ya! I was so fascinated with her rise from transvestite on CSI Miami to super sexy hetro TV gal. I have not seen this sort of a trajectory since George Clooney went from being Jacquie's boss in Roseanne to the stud doc on E.R.

I let my confession out tonight, as I just read in a magazine that she ponders where her good luck is astrological as she is turning 40 in October.
Well, she is right! From March this year till January next year she has Neptune trine Sun = dreams becoming realities. Bless this transit, it sure is nice.
She also has Jupiter trine Jupiter in December- I suspect she will be in the Blessed state by then. The stars are on her side, no point fighting it!

See, sad huh?
We all have our secrets. No judgement , no praise.

Baby love

Four of my girlfriends are in the blessed state, including my partners in all things pagan, The Piscean Princess and Blessed Seraph. The Blessed is blessed. It has a certain ring to it.

So today, for a diversion from writing, I decided to go on the hunt for matching blue and pink outfits for the first babies to be born in 2 weeks. Such fun I had at my fave childrens' wear shop! I emerged with outfits for all, including the the twins 2 year old sister. There were birds and butterflies, dots, pirates. cottons, wools and silks. Ribbons and bows, and buttons. So many options and such fun sorting through them all.
I have kept small outfits for each of my children when they were babies. Little things for them to share if they have children.

Spring is coming and so are the babies. I see pregnant women everywhere at the moment. Blooming , beautiful and smug in their weariness as the time moves towards the birth day. Their smile holds the secret of what is to come, their babies inside them, sitting under their heart, safe and protected. The pregnant women knowing in what we perceive to be unknown. They know what's going on, what really matters. There is no one more connected to Spirit than a pregnant woman.

I shall share the best pregnant poem I know with you. My sisters most loved poem.

Woman to Man
The eyeless labourer in the night
the selfless, shapeless seed I hold,
builds for its resurrection day -
silent and swift and deep from sight
forsees the unimagined light.

This is no child with a child's face;
this has no name to name it by;
yet you and I have known it well.
This is our hunter and our chase,
the third who lay in our embrace.

This is the strength that your arm knows,
the arc of flesh that is my breast,
the precise crystals of our eyes.
This is the blood's wild tree that grows
the intricate and folded rose.

This is the maker and the made;
this is the question and reply
the blind head butting at the dark,
the blaze of light along the blade.
Oh hold me, for I am afraid.

 -- Judith Wright

Well done me!

I am a good cook, sometimes even great. It's all about the Taurus and Cancer ascendant.
Sometimes I will put a meal in the freezer and later, when I am at home, too lazy to head out to eat, I will dig around and find the pleasure of food past.
Todays find was a Spring Vegie and Lamb Risotto. It was good. I was happy that I cooked it once and thrilled to find it today.

Coming Home

Yes, I have been away with the fairies, literally. Locked down with work and book looming over me. Highlights have included lunch dates with Blessed Seraph and The Contessa. Always good conversation from both ladies.

I have been fully committed to Wayne Dyers 6 CD set, There's a Spiritual Solution for Every Problem, which is playing in my car. I usually do a Wayne or Deepak CD when I am going on a long drive, where I can listen without interruption.
I have been a little disconnected lately and thought listening to Wayne might help me board the astral plane. So, with no long daytrips planned, I have had to do a little bit of Wayne listening time everyday. In the morning for 20 minutes, in the evening for 30 mins.

What is happening in between the AM and PM car trips is astonishing. These small listening times have enabled me to process what I have absorbed for those moments in the car.
I am taking a few topics at a time and have started to understand more than ever before.

As a Student of the Universe, as The Good Doctor calls me, I often overstimulate and hyper-educate myself but I don't take the time to process and apply the knowledge. I have had more connection and signposts this week than I have had in the longest time, not since I was at the start of my journey.

The astonishment and the joy is back. The surprised feeling, combined with the deep knowing when signs and syncrodesstiny connect to the bigger picture and I still have 3 CD's to go.

I might just pop up the shop for a KitKat and a quick dose of Wayne.......

Open Garden

Blessed and I were talking about Facebook and the fact a friend of ours updates their profile every hour or so. I will never need to speak to her again since she updates when she is bathing, drinking or even weeping. Like any new techie fad, I jumped on board early but soon fell of the wagon, as I am wont to do. It also violates my code of overusing the word 'friend'. We are not friends, only friendly acquaintances. Keep it real!

Blessed pointed out that Facebookers equates popularity by how many 'friends' they have. This is true of the younger Facebookers, I believe. They become lifelong buddies on Big Brother or hug desperately in the semifinals of Idol.
They are the generation of "Insta-Friend. Just add water!"

For me and Blessed and others of our generation, we want longer conversations, deeper thoughts and a suggestion of caring. Not a virtual, private walled garden where only the special few can share the spoils.
Maybe its the socialist in me, but I am more for sharing my love and light in a public way.
It reminds me of the classic story by Oscar Wilde, The Selfish Giant.
The first book I ever cried at when I was 9 years old.

Open your garden, share your love and light and lose the selfish and the ego gene.