What's happened since 2022??? Dark night of the soul, Rising.
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Since 2022, tower moments in abundance have showered me and humbled me beyond belief. Often, beyond my wildest dreams.
Somewhere along the way I lost myself, and I began to trust something much greater than only "God head within" myself. I would run across lunatics, thieves, liars, sacred whores, militants, siStars, kindest souls, healers, mystics, the queer, the trans, the spiritual seekers, the keepers, the holy walks, the unholy treks, migrants, the homeless, people of the earth, recent losses in basic needs, old friends, aliens, fae, dog spirits, dark forces, malevolent energies, and those who were clouded with master illusory of great Neptunes significant influences.
My job has been to shake almost everyone's hand and or exchange offerings with them. My job has been to observe, curate and build the space. Just...build it. From the outside, this all looks like a tear jerker drama. Smile on the outside, cry on the inside type of drama. The best kind of theatre and film and book and lyric.
But, I digress. What is in this dream? A dream to make believe in a space I no longer fit. What is in this vision? Why , this dream? It took me years to comprehend but deep inside the journey, after every fall, I just KNEW. I knew, this was the way the water flowed. She was strength I could not comprehend . Perhaps the very same water I died in lifetimes ago, completely engulfed by murky, shallow , and dark water.
With great respect and reverence for the force of Water, And the spirit of Death, I allowed it all to fall away. I held on to the pieces I wanted to focus on, everything I just let go. I let go. I quit swimming upstream. I let go of it all.
What resulted was temporary homelessness, best time living and spending time with my parents back home, meaningful and impactful re connections that all later play a role in where I am at today, heart chakra third of swords tumors, family trauma and sexual assault emotional tumor extraction and drainings, pitiful apartments where My loved ones encountered rats (not mice) cockroach infestations (again) and absurd living conditions without any secure help for any of it all. Lapses in communications, heartbreak, over zealous scorpion stings, crab quicksand, rekindling of flame souls and major psychic and major energetic upgrades.
Major business overhaul, major exposure at local Artisan markets.
Ever since the time of my last post, my life has been a series of what anyone might say are "Tower moments" I mentioned previously. It has been a heavily ecliptic season these last few years. There have been countless redirections and bounty of spaces being made as I type this very post.
The point here is to connect and say "I'm OK, I am good."
**Edit Note: 04/22/2025 at 1:42AM, Entry was Drafted on
12/25/24 1:52 PM
I waited this whole time to hit publish. *hits publish*
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