In numerology, One carries the energy of the beginning of a cycle. Nine wraps up the end of it. In my Nine years in terms of age, big things have tended to happen. Such as: 9 = began making own religious choices; 18 = college transition; 27 = last year with Mom. The end of one cycle, more or less a few months, and the start of another.
Today marks the end of another Nine year: my last day of being 36.
Tomorrow, our house was slated to go on the market; that's been bumped to the 4th instead. This past week has been an insane odyssey of stuffing, transporting, and hiding boxes of possessions to allow a photographer to take pictures worthy of a real estate listing. My current way of life, like it or not, is slowly crumbling. I'll be there another month, so I refused to take out all my stuff --- including some of my books and potions. I didn't want to live, as I told my friends, in Ma Hubbard's cupboard. But the urgency of completing old projects, mailing off old business, and weeding out old junk (up to and including "this old rat" as it were!) is strong in the air.
All I need is a portrait of Severus for it to be an altar.
Moving is nothing new. The past nine years have been full of unemployment, partial employment, employment at piddly jobs that turned out not to work out, and particularly in the past few years, being shunted from one living situation to the next. In short: I'm getting tired of this town. I've learned a lot, but I need a change of scene and routine, too. And I've long since gotten sick of this phase.
Before one goes to bed, one has to pack all the laboratory equipment currently occupying the bed. What a mess this whole process was! Still, there's a therapeutic quality to it.
I came to Portland with the intent to just "live and work for awhile" and see what came of it. Now that I see what did come from my sometimes aimless-feeling wanderings, I can ask: What's next? Better yet, I can better define what I want "next" to look and feel like.
With my passport coming in the mail, I don't know where I'll end up during this next cycle. I do know that I've put both conscious and unconscious tendrils out to the Universe that I'm ready for something new, to cram my stuff in storage and jump ship while I have the money and will and time to do it. No obligations, no family. Just desire. My current plea, then, is that the Powers aid me in steamrolling through fear and second-guessing, and in true Saturnian fashion, into doing the necessary prep-work step by step before I jump.
"Home is where your junk is." However little of it, but including your bed.
Lots of stuff happening in the stars seems to suggest this is a good time for wrapping up old business and making new beginnings. I find it all too much to keep track of, not being a professional starwatcher, so it's fortunate we have an abundance of people who are, as well as the Internet to connect us all.
Bairavee says:
"Over the past few days, the skies have been flooded with intense astrological alignments – one after the other. : Sun trined Saturn, Scorpio Full Moon, Mars squared Eris, Sun squared North Node (conjunct Ceres) and South Node - and so on. All within the slower-moving (and farther reaching) influence of Chiron´s entry into Aries.
There´s just been a lot happening.
But truthfully - these are the smaller rumbles - the stepping-stones that build up to a far more powerful shift, namely: Uranus´ entry into Taurus on May 15, 2018.
Now there´ll be some back and forth on this as Mars, Venus, Chiron, Uranus (and other bodies) retrograde. The energy of Chiron in Aries and Uranus in Taurus will only settle down in February-March 2019.
We´ve all been preparing for this time. And it´s important to keep the larger astrological picture in mind.
Change is afoot. It´s best not to obsess over the minutiae as the more anxiety we contribute to the collective adds to the very pressure we´re anxious about.
It´s also why I haven´t been writing as much. Only when guided to do so.
Stick to the basics:
Practice self-care. Uranus at 29 Aries is not going to leave without a fight – or at the very least – not before imparting valuable lessons in self-awareness.
Pay attention.
Pursue your goals steadfastly (especially with Saturn and Mars in Capricorn). Keep at it day by day even if there´s a feeling of inertia (or stuckness) present. It´s especially important to keep going then, even if a little progress is all you can manage. Just be consistent.
Ungrounded individuals are likely to behave in erratic ways. They are more likely to feel and express these shifts in a volatile manner. Ensure that you have done nothing to add fuel to the fire, and remember to not take it personally.
Stability is key right now, especially as we sit at the threshold of change.
You can be sure that more is coming.
So do what you can, and let the planets do the rest. Things will feel different after May 15.
Blessings."
Indeed.
Late tonight, I held a ritual to celebrate the transition of both my year and current cycles. (I'm also on my moon, so let's count it all in!) For the first time in years, I recited some lines from my own handwritten Severan Litany --- having finally found the papers. I also cleaned my auric field of energy connections; I'm already aware this is a practice that needs to be repeated, since old grudges die hard. And I annointed myself with an essential oil I felt would be in line magically with the goals I hope to accomplish in the coming days:
Vetiver –
Helps to ground and replenish the energy field, and release negative or excess energy from the body. Helps to break old patterns, so that you can create positive change and learn the important lessons in soul growth that The Universe has been bringing to you, that you may have been overlooking, Promotes a connection between you and Nature.
--- Sourced from:
http://draly.life/metaphysical-properties-essential-oils/
Knowledge of essential oils, if not by heart then by book and in practice, is a good tool for a modern potist.
The last thing before I went to sleep was taking another crack at reading my new crystal ball, which I rarely do. "Crystal gazing is a particularly refined art . . ." That, Sybil, it most definitely is. I didn't anticipate being able to see, but for the first notable time I got not only mist but a few shapes forming within, before dissipating back into oblivion. The one that lingered most in my mind was the form of a winged dart, which I took to mean I should stay focused on my aspirations in the next few weeks, come what may --- including fear, doubt, house-sales, and whatever insane fun Uranus in Taurus throws at us on May 15th.
All we can do is our best right?
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