Samhain

So.

One foot in the past.
One foot in the future.
Heart in the present.

This has never been so true, as RIGHT NOW.
Here.
This.

Hi.
It is Samhain.
To many, a celebration.
To some, the New Year.
May the blessings of this momentous moment in Time/Space shine upon you with the brilliance of 10,000 Sun stars.
Our star is fairly small, in the grand scheme of all things stellar.
10,000 ought to just about hit the level of intensity I'm aiming for.

Sun in Scorpio.
New Moon, exact pretty much this very moment, also in Scorpio.
Mercury, also in Scorpio.
In fact, Sun, Moon, and Mercury are all conjunct the Mid Heaven, all in Scorpio.
All trine Neptune, who is hanging in her home sign, Pisces (and square a lovely Saturn/Venus conjunction in Sagittarius). All sextile an awe-some Mars/Pluto conjunction, in Capricorn. 
They are ALL having a big, wild, blow-out party, and we're all invited.
No RSVP required.
Come as you are. 
Transportation provided.

What does it all mean?

You tell me.

Feeling passionate?
Feeling emotional?
Maybe a little overwhelmed?
Feeling playful, in a profoundly serious way?
Feeling driven, in a wildly serene way?
Feeling explosively energetic, in an exceptionally poised way?

Is Time feeling really wonky? Like, really fucking fickle? 
Like some moments feel like years, and some days passing in a heartbeat? 
Yeah, there's that.

Are your dreams seeming to bleed into your reality? Like it takes actual, decisive effort to separate the fantastic, from the realistic?
Yeah, that too.

Is the world of socio-political happenings seeming like a Godblessed, motherloving, three-ring fucking CIRCUS? Like, is this shit actually happening right now???
Oh yeah.
Yes.

Are you feeling you just might possibly be sitting on top of a nuclear fire storm of earth-shaking, life threatening DRIVE, and motivation to MOVE, CHANGE, and DO some… thing… but, what that something might be, or where exactly you might be moving to, is just… not… quite... certain?
Gotta consider it reeeeaaal carefully?
Uh huh. 
Um, yea.

We hear all this jibberjabber about a New Paradigm, the Big Shift, Elevated Vibrations, Evolving Human Species, Divine Union, Rising, Healing, and a bunch of other highfalutin, neo-spiritual jargon.

But, no, really real.
Seriously serious.

It's all happening.

Right.
Fucking. 
Now.

We are all, very truly, really standing in two overlapping realities. 
One foot in the Old, one foot in the New.

Ancient celestial patterns are currently unraveling, and the world we lived in, for many thousands of years past, is over.
Done.
Dying.
Dead.

If you look closely enough, you can actually see the remnants of that old world, and who we were while living within it, crumbling. 
Coming undone at the seams.

Not scriptural.
Not metaphysical. 
Physical. 
Factual.

I will tell you that for my part, I feel sick to my stomach. 
Constantly.
Living in two realities is HARD. 
Kinda cripplingly difficult.
Like I'm being bisected. Torn in two, down a line between who I was, and who I will be.
It's a slight, wee bit, sorta excruciatingly painful, actually.

Breathe, Beloveds.

Deep, nourishing respiration.

This is all totally normal, I assure you.
We're going to be OK.

Hold your heart, and the brilliant love at your luminous center. 
Let loving breath guide you through these transformative, sculpting transitions.

If it makes you feel small, insignificant, or calls you to engage in needless suffering…
Let. It. Burn.
It wasn't meant for this moment.

If it makes you feel whole, powerful, peaceful, connected....
Embrace it with every ounce of strength you can muster up out of your deepest depths. 
It was made just for you.
It is part of your cosmic equation.

No step you take from here on out is without profound meaning. 
You are no longer waiting for the next best thing.
You have an indispensable, integral role to play in this entire, magnificent affair. 
This. Is. It.

This is what you've been waiting for.
Own it. 
Step UP.

The is the resurrection. 
This is the moment of truth.

You are the Alchemist.

You are the answer to your ancestors’ prayers.

We really are rising. 
Together. 
As one.
With flights of Angels heralding our glorious, triumphant ascent.

Right on time.

You.
We.
Here.
Now.

I love you.
Always, and in all ways. 

© EJB 2016

❤