Still pecking . . .
Zoom down in, to my body, its visissitudes. That’s where this broken wrist has focused my ever-restless, searching mind. And just so you know: after success in getting mostly up to speed with my daily practices, yesterday I was floundering. What hurdle shall I jump over today, I wondered. How to keep the momentum going? Because, as “all my relations” are aware: I’m constitutionally/astrologically geared towards making every single moment of every single day meaningful.
(Yep. Sun in Sagittarius, CONJUNCT GALACTIC CENTER.)
Okay. Yesterday afternoon. I walked toward my desk, and happened to notice the pile of unorganized materials needed for filing 2023 taxes. Oops! I was going to finish tax prep for my accountant my end of February . . . Opened the pile to the letter: need to get everything to her by March 4, or must file an extension. Oops! Well, I’m obviously not going to make the deadline.
But then something happened. totally unexpected. Just as my body had taken over and moved into the flow of tai chi a few days ago, which both shocked and delighted the rest of me, so yesterday did my desire nature suddenly take charge and steer my mind into getting my tax prep done, that very day, no matter how long it took.
So I did that. Zoomed on in.
One hour later the job was done.
WHAT? Really? Yes. One hour. That’s all.
Hallelujah.
Zoom up out, to the larger world, its vississitudes, which, let me say here: though the global situation appears more and more dire, that massive corruption on every level is being ruthlessly exposed makes this climactic era truly apocalyptic.
APOCALYPSE, from ancient Greek: revelation, disclosure.
Here, in meme form, a few concerns, each of them on overwhelm . . .
First, the seemingly old-hat but unfortunately, not . . .
Next: who can be trusted to be fully themselves, and not captured, blackmailed, bribed, cloned, doubled? The internet spawns fakery.
Solution: stay with my personal relationships. Forget trying to figure out who is who otherwise.
It’s not just (famous) individuals who are fake. Unfortunately, some of them are puppets for those who wield fake power, projecting onto others what actually lies inside: greed, desire to dominate, destroy.
I think Biden is a demented idiot, symbolizing the American Empire in decline . . .
But maybe what we’re really dealing with IS genuine demonic satanic evil!
If so, our mission, our path, is clear.
