Hello readers and friends,
Whatever was not in resonance has fallen away, and continues to collapse under its own contrived pressure. What is in resonance thickens, nourishes, and stays: builds a foundation. The resilient essence of this new moon in Scorpio has yearning for depth and intimacy being seen as well as protected.
A new power is developing, it’s like a pregnancy of a new order, way of being on the level of one’s essence. What is growing is full freedom. I could list all the astrological aspects for how this is affecting me personally, but it’s not my choice.
I live by choice, recognizing all the fillings of my life have been bursting at the seams with choices I have previously made, and there’s profound awareness of the freedom of new choices at any moment. These weeks have brought me so many new relationships and deepened others to a much higher and more satisfying magnitude and quality. It’s all experienced as freedom, and kindness, mutual respect, and a new order.
I hope you are all well in your own lives, also.
We don’t leave Mercury and Venus retrograde territory (well at least the station direct phase) until November 13. Any challenges that arise now just deepen our experience of awakening and sincerity. We are fine-tuning, negotiating, and getting really clear on communicating our values and priorities. It’s time for new ways of being, and subtle and more direct engaging that shares our most authentic self with appropriate boundaries, and new expectations, self grace, and support to our ongoing “becoming,” as Spirit in body. Clearing the lens, and washing off the old “miasma.” Old habits and addictions or ways of mind can now be fully cast off for new ways of being and relating. It’s a time for freedom, awareness and using what energy IS available for our highest potential. It’s about your choices.
Choices may bring change, and, always, responsibility.
I say “may bring change” because “do nothing,” or “carry on as before,” is a choice.
A door may stand unlocked. Up to the individual whether to open it. To step through.
The one thing I have found is that, once through, it slams shut. It locks. There, always, are consequences. Responsibility demands no way back.
But there is another aspect. The road that divides. The path that does not permit continuity on the same route, but development, this way or that. A fork where one will never stand again.
Choice is not on easy path, nor is it meant to be. Freedom has its burden.
You know where I get this imagery, and the resolute insistence that a choice be made, and the path followed.
Choose well, my friend, and never look back in regret. In these matters, there is no reverse gear, only the path to the next unlocked door, or the next fork in the road, where a torch burns ahead.