Today I pulled up the post I’d put a card in and then closed and ignored for some time now, and realized: debauch. Oh my gosh — yes. Decadence and corruption — that’s the energy I’ve had open in my ‘focus’ during this time. When am I gonna learn that the minute I ‘open a card to begin’ its energy will be ever-present??
…when I realized: Wait. The train car, and this truck — these are sort of containers we are in. Is that right? A dynamic of cups? They agree and I feel glad I’ve gotten aware of this. One of them says, “We will have a third ‘open container’ coming up here, it will be on water.” I said, “Oh!” and then I realized, “Is it me that’s making this road take forever?” They all said “Yes!” and laughed…
A tarot card fluttered out and fell in front of me. I considered it a sign. It was Ace of Swords.
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Of course even though that obviously has some relationship to the symbolism I constantly get with the Four, still, I don’t really know how this will relate to me (living as a muggle in nowhere Oklahoma) but ok sure, why not.
This is presence. This must be what they mean by being fully “here, now.”
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Things I should have blogged previously, and a health update.
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For the first time ever I hugged Senior and Queen. They didn’t have the offputting, wait while I fall on my face in awe of your glory effect on me they usually do. The last few times I have run into the four it’s been like that. Senior suggested my perspective has changed so I am just not getting hit with it now.
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The last guide I saw and heard clearly — but it was in a meditation — was Brin. And I spontaneously chose to ‘release’ him though I don’t know why, and that was … gosh. I’m guessing a decade ago.
I don’t know why but I had several dreams, and a big-waking-moment I described previously, related to so-called end-times while I was in the rehabilitation center after my open heart surgery. I wonder if the trauma to the heart chakra is related somehow because at least intellectually I was really not thinking about that stuff.
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Maybe I should have made some actual plan besides “going in to see Mark.” But usually he drives.
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Then I sort of shifted more fully into only-this-mundania in my head, and I no longer had that awareness of a moment before, but I felt, “It is done.” As if I’d made a big decision and set it in motion and the end-point was already completed and hence inevitable, I just didn’t perceive it yet because it had to roll out in time. Then my mental state hit ‘normal’ finally. It’s just another day.
Maybe instead of asking for the archetypes of this and that all these years, I should have been asking, “So… is there anything else I should know? Like while you’re giving me insight into this or that trivia of the universe, is there also some overwhelming thing destroying my life and also about to kill me that you might just want to mention??” And here I’ve spent years obsessing on eating well, to find a genetic defect wrecks my life for nearly a decade and nearly does me in. Guess it’s like that joke about “Eat well, stay fit, die anyway.”