“The human organism is seen as a minute representation of the cosmos… we are mirroring.” Pg. 82
I can still feel that moment, time standing still, power ~a Pluto moment…
I remember impressions of many dreams. The thread I pulled from a dream last night seemed real. I pulled it into waking life.
I asked, “Are we at war?”
“Yes,” was the reply.
I saw before me a military jeep. It was a camouflage green. The person driving it was a heavy-set man dressed in camouflage green. He had black hair and a black mustache. He was driving on a muddy field towards somewhere. He was carrying a nuclear weapon /device. I was standing near a wired fence. The device fell out and the bomb went off.
I was with John as the bomb exploded. I knew I would be dead. The dread of what was happening filled me. I felt pressure and the light was all around me. As if a giant monster took a deep breath. I was right in the middle. In the eye of the storm I listened, waiting for the exhale. For everything to be torn apart. My consciousness is aware of time. Time was standing still. What a profound feeling. A moment of silence. Quiet awareness before annihilation !
” As representation of the underlying process of life, death and rebirth of the struggle of opposites and their resolution. Archetypes, images in their multitude or social and historical forms draw human beings into connection with the primary most pervasive process of the universe.” ~ Pg 85 Jung, Synchronicity and Human Destiny. ~Ira Progoff
Ghoulish is one who delights in the revolting, morbid, or loathsome.
Today is a day of terror and disdain in New York. Another violent attack on innocent people. The last month or so has been very revolting, morbid and loathsome. An attack on the soul of humanity…very sad.
I am not one who delights in the revolting, morbid or loathsome. Halloween is about running around and getting free candy. It is a time of parties with friends and family. The graceful time of honoring our ancestors.
Spirits ascend but come to visit us in the wind and in our hearts and our memories.
My cave is safe and warm with love.
A love song for all of us… what a ghoulish time.
Deaths occur that take on broad eerie symbolism in the collective pages of social history – think about the passing of Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, and Jim Morrison in 1970 and 1971, or of Kurt Cobain in 1994. Or remember the Kent State massacre? Or the beginning of the murder spree of that iconic dark-Scorpio figure, Jack the Ripper.
All those deaths occurred with Jupiter in the sign of the Scorpio.
– Steven Forrest, Jupiter Enters Scorpio October 10, 2017
How many of us have been directly inspired by these musical geniuses: Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, and Kurt Cobain? I know I have as well as saddened by their deaths. The mystery of losing them at the peak of their youthful talent. Their music plays on.
I know why I am pulled in their direction because I have Jupiter in the 12 houses in the sign of Libra. My birth chart is playing with me now. Telling me why I like mysteries, rebels, and depth psychology. I have viewed my own Doppelganger and such music as theirs, made me more aware of the collective Doppelganger! Jung teaches us that one can go to the underworld of shadows and join in the collective unconscious but to stay there as an artist is a mistake. If not for Carl Jung, William Blake and James Hillman I may have not made it into the 1990s. So very grateful for their help and wisdom. Also, their knowledge of myths that they share are fun and life changing. Grand teachers.
I think the above quote and the article Jupiter Enters Scorpio October 10, 2017 by Steven Forest is just what I needed and so I am writing about it and sharing it here for others. Also, I am sharing my renderings of ancient images of the moon and sun.
In times of chaos we only need to go within to seek the light! It is ironic but that is where we can find the sun and the moon. The light that crescendos and ascending takes us out of the too much darkness that we sometimes face.
Happy first day of October…
“Powerful goddess, Black winged Nyx, some say, laid a germless egg in the infinite bosom of Erebus, the Darkness of the Underworld, and after long ages, sprang golden-winged Eros.”~http://www.maicar.com/GML/Nyx.html
Nyx. 5012: Henri Fautin-Latour 1836-1904: Night 1897. Musée d’Orsay, Paris.
“The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.”
― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream
Upon the wall in our bedroom is a large print from A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Blake. It is framed in a golden frame and we have had it for some 15 years. I love Puck. Today I bring together a little image play with music and Fairies Dancing. To Oberon and Titania and Puck… how many times have I danced with you in a circle … oh again today as well!
Are you willing to take the long soul’s journey to be the best you can be?
Today I was reading my weekly astrological update! It seems the world powers are continuing their power games! As an individual I feel karma pressure personally!
Today I saw a monarch butterfly riding through the air in my backyard. Took my mind back to Pacific Grove California. The festival of the Monarchs is celebrated there every year! I love the ocean and coastal region there. Where the ocean, hills and streams meet.
I am going to keep lite on my feet the next few months. Like the monarch butterfly! Grateful for the good things in life and contradicting, at least trying to, the power drama and political drama! The heat burns like a purifying sweat lodge!
I focus on love and cling to the cool breeze of the monarch butterfly !
Thousands of Monarchs in Pacific Grove, CA
POTENTIAL QUESTIONS THE BUTTERFLY ASKS What is your attitude towards change? How does that influence your life? Can you accept who and where you are? If not, do you believe you can change it? If so, how will you react to the inevitable changes to come? Do you believe in your greater good? Can you allow good to flow naturally into your life? Are you willing to take the long soul’s journey to be the best you can be?
Intense, I read and dream upon the steps of the wolf. I wonder if it is a good time? Yes I think so: as a few friends have inspired me back here again. An astrologer who says it is a good time to take a spiritual journey, and another who just took up the book. A drive into the windy day and weekend. It is has the feeling of riding a swing… ignoring the world’s woes. The alternative still is alive…
“I caught a glimpse of it now and then. Sometimes for a minute or two I saw it clearly, threading my life like a divine and golden track. But nearly always it was blurred in dirt and dust. Then again it gleamed out in golden sparks as though never to be lost again and yet was soon quite lost once more…” Pg. 30 Par. 1 Hesse