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Mercury in Retrograde

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My friend asked why I had slowed down on blogging and I had to admit that in many ways, I had been feeling what might be the effects of Mercury in Retrograde. I was working on a project that became enmeshed with efforts to control the process by others. It was exhausting really and drained some of the fun for me.

I then witnessed a friend in a relapse and I was literally dumbfounded and stunned to the point that I couldn’t move any direction to address it. It was close to me and it felt toxic and disappointing.

I have made some decisions in this process to let go of some things in my life and to create some change. I am not clear that it this will lead to higher ground, but it is a decision which feels like progress and opens the window to let some light in.

It seems there are two more retrograde periods to survive this year. Can’t say I’m anxiously awaiting these. Maybe if I just stay still and pretend I’m invisible, the effects will pass me by. Sad strategy really- hasn’t worked up to this point.

adjective

1.

moving backward; having a backward motion or direction; retiring or retreating.

2.

inverse or reversed, as order.

3.

Chiefly Biology. exhibiting degeneration or deterioration.

MEANING OF MERCURY RETROGRADE

We are all influenced when Mercury is in retrograde. But what does this mean? Let us explain …

Sometimes, the other planets appear to be traveling backward through the zodiac; this is an illusion. We call this illusion retrograde motion.

Several times a year, it appears as if Mercury is going backwards. This time was traditionally associated with confusions, delay, and frustration.

Perhaps Mercury’s retrograde periods can cause our plans to go awry. However, this is an excellent time to reflect on the past. Intuition is high during these periods, and coincidences can be extraordinary.

WHAT TO DO WHEN MERCURY IS RETROGRADE

The planet Mercury rules communication, travel, contracts, automobiles, and such. So,when Mercury is retrograde, remain flexible, allow time for extra travel, and avoid signing contracts. Review projects and plans at these times, but wait until Mercury is direct again to make any final decisions.

About a week or two before Mercury retrogrades, finish any tasks or projects at hand. You can’t stop your life, but plan ahead, have back-up plans, and be prepared for angrier people and miscommunication.

Some people blame Mercury retrograde for “bad” things that happen in their lives. Instead, take this time to sit back and review where you put your energy in your life. For example, if family and faith are important to you, are you putting your energies there or just overextended in other areas? Take a moment to reflect.

MERCURY RETROGRADE DATES 2017

In 2017, Mercury will be retrograde during:

  • January 1 to 9
  • April 9 to May 3
  • August 13 to September 5
  • December 3 to 23

waiting on the world to change

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it’s so absurd to be making myself as comfortable as i can be while i sit back passively and expect the rest of our planet to grow. yet as stubbornly as a Scotsman can be, i dig my heels in and hold a broken expectation like an antique timepiece trying to tell time.

tic toc…

It’s hard to beat the system
When we’re standing at a distance
So we keep waiting (waiting)
Waiting on the world to change

Now if we had the power
To bring our neighbors home from war
They would have never missed a Christmas
No more ribbons on their door
And when you trust your television
What you get is what you got
Cause when they own the information, oh
They can bend it all they want

That’s why we’re waiting (waiting)
Waiting on the world to change
We keep on waiting (waiting)
Waiting on the world to change

It’s not that we don’t care
We just know that the fight ain’t fair
So we keep on waiting (waiting)
Waiting on the world to change

And we’re still waiting (waiting)
Waiting on the world to change
We keep on waiting (waiting)
Waiting on the world to change

Read more: John Mayer – Waiting On The World To Change Lyrics | MetroLyrics

state of independence

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100% pure sewage ice! by Hong Yichen, Guo Yifei, Zheng Yidi

reposted from saddayfordemocracy @tumblr.com

The ‘Polluted Water Popsicles’ project was created by three students of the National Taiwan University of Arts to raise awareness on the problem of pollution in Taiwan.

They crafted more than 100 ice cream popsicles made from the polluted waters of Taiwan’s lakes, rivers, beaches and ports.

The Polluted Water Popsicles project reveals the dramatic state of the waters of our planet with these delicate flavors of waste, heavy metals, plastic, arsenic, mercury, nitrates or lead

Photography by Hung I-chen

www.PollutedWaterPopsicles.com

It dawns on me that i may be on the threshold of a major both in my own life and in the larger culture that i live within. so many policy changes have been quietly implemented under the guise of negative social drama and it is next to impossible to gauge where we will find ourselves after the orange tinted dust settles. Polluted waterways, rising ocean levels, increased gases in the air, national parks decimated and walmart-ized. I don’t even want to mention the healthcare issue as its such a powder-keg right now. And then our Secretary of State is quoted as saying “we don’t need to be throwing money at the opioid crisis”. Blood boils at hearing this. The crisis is with people, not with opioids. The family that created oxy has had enough help from our government. Enough to be inducted into the billionaires club with Forbes. No it’s the people who got pooped on by crappy prescribing policies that we should be helping. But the vultures are having a heyday.

With all this scavenging going on, it is honestly a challenge to remain calm. All this uproar is beyond my comprehension. I feel overwhelmed most of the time and what I can control is my own reaction and frankly, that’s a tall order at this stage of the game.

My own orbit is in flux. As I craft this perspective though, I realize how connected these two dissonances may actually be. 7 on the Richter scale is what I would guesstimate. When i don’t feel my faith, somehow there’s a reminder that I’m not in charge and the panic that wants to rush in is dammed up again. It’s incumbent upon me to be okay even when I don’t see “okay” anywhere in my midst.

I am convinced that a revolution is unavoidable. I cannot say when or where it will start, but I do believe things must change and I also believe that it is not going to be a simple transition. The current situation feels like a coup and I don’t believe the perpetrators will go away without strong convincing. This is the new state of independence in america for me.

Here’s a little something I ran across at http://www.lovethetruth.com. I wonder if it sounds a little familiar….

       In order to understand how men who obtained control of the Bank of England, and the British National Debt, also obtained control of the trade and commerce, and the monetary system of Britain’s American colonies, it will be sufficient if we pick up the threads of the story at the time Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790) went over to England to represent the interests of the men who had been associated with him in building up the prosperity of the American Colonies.

Robert L. Owen, former chairman, Committee on Banking and Currency, United States Senate, explains the matter on page 98 of Senate Document No. 23.  He states that when associates of the Rothschild’s asked Franklin how he accounted for the prosperous conditions prevailing in the colonies, he replied :  “That is simple — In the Colonies we issue our own money.  It is called Colonial Script — We issue it in proper proportion to the demands of trade and industry.”

Robert L. Owen remarked that not very long after the Rothschilds heard of this they realized the opportunity to exploit the situation with considerable profit to themselves.  The obvious thing to do was to have a law passed prohibiting the Colonial officials from issuing their own money and make it compulsory for them to obtain the money they required through the medium of the Banks.  Amschel Mayer Rothschild was still in Germany but he was supplying the British Government with Mercenary Troops at £8 per man.  Such was his influence that in 1764 he succeeded, through the Directors of the Bank of England, in having laws passed in accordance with his dictates.

The authorities in the Colonies had to discard their Script money.  They had to mortgage the Colonial assets and securities to the Bank of England in order to borrow the money they needed to carry on business.  Referring to those facts Benjamin Franklin stated.  “In one year the conditions were so reversed that the era of prosperity ended, and a depression set in, to such an extent that the streets of the Colonies were filled with unemployed.”  Franklin stated :  “The Bank of England refused to give more than 50 per cent of the face value of the Script when turned over as required by law.  The circulating medium of exchange was thus reduced by half”.[1]

Mr. Franklin disclosed the primary cause of the Revolution when he said:  “The Colonies would gladly have borne the little tax on tea and other matters had it not been that England took away from the Colonies their money, which created unemployment and dissatisfaction.”

Re-seating the Soul

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images credit- rudolf vlcek photography

i have been challenged since the beginning of this year by circumstances i am unable to control. it seems there have been more bumps in the road than i can remember in quite some years. fear creeps in and grabs the steering wheel now and again and i find myself drifting into unfamiliar territory and taking on more fear.

this spiritual journey i am taking has shifted. it’s almost as if i had completed another level of a video game and have moved on to a more challenging one. obstacles and challenges appear at odd intervals and my reactions to those have been influenced by the newness of the game environment.

i have switched my financial picture from steady to intermittent and this might be a major factor in the overview. my entire life has been synchronized by a regular paycheck and the last 6 months have been a very different picture. money comes in but not as a steady stream. i had no idea my security was welded to finances in this way. life is teaching me all about it now.

fear is like an invisible, odorless, tasteless toxic gas. it permeates on a cellular level and can quickly and succinctly debilitate its host (me). it can be deadly and often is. i am lucky though.

i am not dying today. i am feeling hopeful and i daresay it’s due to oprah. youtube is hosting her OWN super soul series and i somehow stumbled upon an interview with author gary zukav. i read “seat of the soul” some 30 years ago and it did change my life, albeit certainly not to the level oprah claims his insight changed hers. but hearing his message again, and being reminded that my journey is not a singular sailing (which fear would have me believe) but more it tune with a fleet of ships has brought a warm wind into the chilly mists through which i have been traveling these last few months.

in no way do i infer that i am evolved. i am a journeyman at best. but i did so need a reminder that i have more work to do and i need to get back to the fleet before i am swallowed by a storm.

thank you universe for reminding me that i may simply be lost temporarily and not in need of giving up. the story about baby ryan is powerful. as are most of gary z’s insights.

hang in there

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hangin out

this post is for my friend kvb. i know it’s really a pain in the ass right now. Feelings are overwhelming, life is nothing but battles and barriers, and you don’t feel very good about the choices that have gotten you to this position in your life. I get it. And I understand.

I hope you will understand too. You have met the joker of life that forcibly, bullishly, and laughingly reminds you that you are simply human. No matter how distasteful this mere fact of our own humanity is, it remains one ongoing and unwavering truth. We are only human and we don’t ace life all the time.

Sometimes life sneaks up behind us and scares the bejeesuz out of us. This is where you are picking yourself up from. It’s a position that Joseph Campbell described as being one of the common themes of stories and art throughout history. This mocking spirit usually depicted by a joker like face or harlequin like character. For centuries, life has a habit of surprising almost all of us with a huge “Gotcha!”

Please find comfort in the thought that you are no worse than anyone else. Certainly no better- but definitely no worse. I have survived this same big scare in my life. You can too. I have no doubt.

Hang in there! I believe in you!

sunday kind of love….. bette midler

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with the understanding that bette midler will be awarded a tony award for her role in “hello dolly” on broadway this evening, it reminded me that she has been part of the musical tapestry of my own life. although i don’t pull her oldies out to reminisce to in general, here in this forum, i will share these.

Beatles – In My Life Lyrics
There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life, I’ve loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more

Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more
In my life I love you more

Just Like Roni Sez.. Be My Little Baby

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I attended the 2017 Colorado Collaborative Justice Conference last week and felt a little overwhelmed. This is the harmonic convergence of the Problem Solving Courts that are functioning here which includes Judges, Magistrates, District Attorneys, Probation Officers, Coordinators, Administrators, and State Coordinators. The focus is Best Practices and celebrating the “people first” approach to criminal prosecution whose main focus is recovery.

On the final day of the conference, I attended a plenary with a panel of graduates from various PSC’s around the state. They shared their experience, strength, and hope as well as how the support of those courts and their staff gave them the bolstering they needed to find a higher purpose for their lives.

In the breakout room of this plenary was a woman whose style and panache seemed so familiar to me that I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was about 40 pounds heavier and had a young child with her. I couldn’t discern for sure, but I thought I recognized her. Her young boy was feisty so she removed him from the room so as not to disturb. It was then that I realized who she was and I chased around the ground level of the hotel to find her. She and her son were seated outside. She smiled and shook her head as I approached and I asked if I might be seated and speak with her. I was very aware of not breaking her anonymity.

just like roni says

Suddenly like awaking from a narcoleptic seizure, I was seated across from one of the most distinctively styled and deeply troubled woman I have ever worked as a counselor and confidant for. I remember she blew into our clinic as the retro-styled Roni Spector wanna-be who migrated to Colorado from Utah after a lifetime of childhood and adult sexual, emotional, and physical abuse. She was most assuredly on of THE toughest Chicanas I had ever crossed paths with. As I have always been passionate about supporting the underdog, I developed an immediate connection with her. She was obviously a tough cookie. Even more obvious was how she had hardened to obscure the pain and trauma she had survived. She drifted in and out of compliance with our process at the clinic where I worked, and eventually my allegiance to that clinic wavered and I moved on. She became very angry with me because she felt I gave up on her. Sad too, because I gave up on the clinic, not the clients. And I required that boundary for my own well being.

So as I sat on the patio at an umbrella’d table with she and her 2 year old, I was mesmerized with her recent sobriety. She and her then boyfriend got pregnant and she got sober. Maybe not immediately, but certainly before birth. She went went into a coma for a few month after childbirth and it was touch and go during that time. Perhaps she was hang gliding with the angels for awhile and reassessing her priorities. She was gonna need it. Her son was born with a rare cerebral deformity. The medical teams reiterated often that he would not live more than 2 years. I smiled to myself as I played catch with this 2 1/2 year old using an orange as a ball. I realized once again how little I really understand and how mindful I need to be to leave room for miracles in life. She and her partner both have successfully transitioned into recovery. I have no idea what may happen when health issues change, but the now in this situation is plenty for me.

Just like seeing a double rainbow, there I sat in full sun, experiencing the work of a power beyond me, and feeling completely blessed and renewed.

I feel a hunger, it’s a hunger
That tries to keep a man awake at night
Are you the answer I shouldn’t wonder
When I feel you whet my appetite

With all the power you’re releasing
It isn’t safe to walk the city streets alone
Anticipation’s running through me
Let’s find the key and turn this engine on

I can feel you breathe
I can feel your heart beat faster

Take me home tonight
I don’t want to let you go till you see the light
Take me home tonight
Listen honey
Just like Ronnie sang
Be my little baby
Oh, oh, oh