Look Within

The lockdowns of 2020 have forced us away from friends and family. We’ve been muzzled and distanced to prevent conversations and physical touch. Many of you are alone. It’s heartbreaking and unnecessary. It might be necessary, but not in the way you think.

When I am disturbed by something, I search within to see both sides of the issue. I think the mass separation was to assist every being into looking within themselves for what they need, be it faith, truth, resilience, creativity, healing or whatever. The answers are always within you and never outside of you.

I have spoken often of the Great Awakening, humanities shift into a better way of living. That of heart-based and service to others. The release of greed, corruption, poverty, evil, egomania and other negative behaviors. A time that has been foretold and coincides with the Conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn on December 21st. Although no one really knows, it is projected that we will experience a great burst of energetic frequency that jumpstarts our path to higher living. I don’t view this as frightening or that a bunch of people will be struck down. Rather a lifting us out of heavy, negative energy. Please, God, make it quick.

What is important about the forced aloneness of 2020 is our inner healing work. Our frightened Inner Child has been screaming and having meltdowns – exactly what we need to realize what is triggering us. What has activated your tantrums this year – relationships, money, work, housing, the list is long? The repetition of the issues indicates the area(s) of your life that you need to heal. Do you want to keep reliving your crap over and over like a bad movie – or do you want to resolve it and move forward into the New Earth? Your issues may be related to the collective. Maybe it’s a family legacy or maybe just a neighborhood issue. Every step in your healing clears those connections and in all directions in time.

I know my personal pattern is with romantic relationships. I have always attracted emotionally unavailable partners with narcissistic tendencies. Ouch. Yes, I realize this and know that I am over-giving until the point of saturation and then my coping behavior is to ditch the relationship and run. Only to repeat the pattern. Admitting this is the first step to healing. Over the past month, my inner work has revealed to me a similarity in the women of my family. Out-of-wedlock or unwanted pregnancies and then lack of support by the fathers was a common theme. I was the result of this and chose not to have children for fear of perpetuating poor parenting. The root issue for me and the other women of my family is lack of self-worth. That our value to men was what we could do for them or what was between our legs. It may sound as though I hate men. I don’t. Like attracts like, so they too must have experienced patterns in their lives that taught them to be unavailable or unworthy of love. I may have attracted my partners in order to affect their healing too. Whether that happened, I don’t know and it’s not for me to know. Only my wounds are my responsibility.

So how does one begin the healing journey? First, name the trauma. Acknowledge that you experienced it in order to grow your soul and learn how to love yourself. Second, feel the feelings. Stuffing down pain and resentment just keeps it locked into your cellular structure, and it will keep erupting until you do. Connect with your Inner Child. Ask what It needs. Apologize for not honoring those needs, but that – you as the adult – will take care of and provide everything. Accept that your parents were incapable of providing for you, but forgive them for their own wounds. Nurture your Inner Child. Look at your family history and see if there is a similar pattern. Grieve for the wounding of all. Forgive them for not honoring their needs. These actions will help shift the negative energies and transmute them.

Begin to cultivate the Divine within you. Absolutely know that Divine Creator would not make someone flawed, only someone strong and capable of great learning and experiencing. You are a Divine Child of God. You are absolutely worthy of love, abundance, prosperity, peace, happiness and every other good thing you can imagine. It is all there waiting for you as YOUR DIVINE RIGHT. You have only been led to believe you are unworthy. When you can acknowledge all that is within you, you will look within for what you need. When you can act as if it is yours, you will see it manifest into your physical reality. This is all coming to each and every Divine Soul on Earth so it is important to release whatever holds you back from living a beautiful life. Take your alone time and do the inner work. I promise you it will worth it.

Weather Or Not

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This past Saturday, Denver experienced a massive windstorm.  Large trees uprooted, billboards and power poles blown over, and broken branches everywhere.  Thankfully, we did not have any damage and the neighborhood had minor.  Tree companies are everywhere, turning once beautiful trees into firewood.

Mother Gaia is a bit upset with the human population right now.  Storms are Her way of letting everyone know that she has had enough and damages are a way of getting our attention, as well as cleaning house.  Even if we don’t like it.  Kind of like a human mother delivering a swat when her children morph into squabbling hellions.  The hellions don’t much like it either, but they settle down rather quickly to avoid another swat.

The weather report indicated that last night was going to be stormy.  High winds – again – along with thunder, lightning and possibly hail.  Storms make me very anxious.  I suppose it comes from growing up in the tornado belt of Iowa.  I remember many a dark night huddled in the basement with my family, while twisters tore through the area.  I’ve seen significant devastation and family homes leveled.  I was never in the midst of the destruction, and I’m quite grateful for that.  Last night escalated those worries into fear.

So, I did what I tell people to do when they are in fear mode: Pray.  I asked Archangels Michael, Ariel and Jophiel to protect me, my property and my neighborhood and calm my thoughts.  I happened to be reading Alberto Villoldo’s book “Mending The Past And Healing The Future With Soul Retrieval”, about a shaman’s healing tools.  It also just so happened that I had reached the section about “tracking a new timeline”.  For example: you have just received a life-threatening diagnosis.  The shaman’s view of your timeline, or soul path, shows a 99% probability of this transpiring, but outside of that finality a 1% possibility of something different exists.  The shaman helps the patient “track” into this possibility for a different outcome.  Sort of a variation of the timeline.  There was a case study of this in the reading, where the patient’s illness subsided and he made changes to his life that basically erased the probability.  Pretty amazing.

So, I thought, why couldn’t I envision a possibility of a different outcome last night?  I created a picture in my head of a much lessened storm, good sleep and a calm morning.  And knowing that Mother Gaia controls the weather, I prayed to Her and told Her that storms scare me.  I accepted that she needed to “clean house” and release some steam, and that I accepted whatever She brought about.  I welcomed rain as it brought much-needed nourishment to plants and trees.  Then I went to sleep.

I woke up around midnight and it was raining.  No noticeable wind, nor thunder and lightning.  I woke up a couple other times in the night to a steady rain.  This morning it was still raining, and then subsided.  It is still cloudy, but the sun is poking through and the energy feels calmer.

Do I think I changed the weather?  Well, I know from living in Colorado the weather changes quickly and often.  It could be just one of those things.  If you have ever watched the tracking of a hurricane, then you know those crazy things can do anything very quickly.  I’m sure the meteorologists have explanations for this.  But I don’t discount the power of prayer.  A few years ago, a hurricane was heading dead-on to Hawaii.  A mass meditation and prayers were called for.  Within a day, the hurricane avoided the islands.

I don’t think we really know how much power we have within us.  Prayers changing medical outcomes are well-documented.  I believe we are awakening to our energetic power and need to learn how to use it.  However, we must be conscious of how we direct it. Focus on what you want, and not on what you don’t want.  It is the Law of Attraction in action.

All I know is that my fears were calmed and I slept like a baby in the arms of Mother Gaia.

Happy Mother’s Day

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There are a multitude of sources regarding the origination of Mother’s Day, and all for good reason.  I like to think of it as honoring the nurturing aspect of a woman towards a child.  However, many women are not mothers, including me, but that doesn’t lessen the capability of nurturing.  Nor do I think it is limited to the female gender.

Nurturing is a deeply-ingrained capacity to care for another, and a full expression of love.  Anyone can act in the capacity of a mother simply through this self-less, generous expression.  The first step to nurturing is turning it inwards to yourself.  You cannot give to others freely, without first giving to yourself.

Nurturing is honoring yourself when you are tired, just as a father puts a cranky child to bed.  It is feeding yourself when you are hungry, as a mother nurses a hungry baby.  It is motivating yourself to fulfill your passions, as a parent encourages a child to build their skills.

To love yourself unconditionally by honoring your body, your needs and your very existence, all of which is learned in your early childhood.  If those needs were not met when you were a child, it is never to late to nurture yourself.  You act out when your inner child is not being cared for.  Ask yourself what you need and do that.  Give yourself a hug and tell your child-self that you are loved and cared for and protected.  When you begin to mother yourself, you will no longer seek it outside of you.  Your relationships will become more meaningful and your total well-being will feel happy.

Happy Mother’s Day to all of us.

Good Grief

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We are going through a collective change as our planet moves into a higher frequency of light energy. Changes are happening and more are coming, but they will lead us in a better direction providing we do our inner work. Spirit is guiding us every step of the way so listen to your guidance.

It is interesting that the COVID-19 virus is affecting the lungs and breathing. The word “Spirit” originates from the Latin word spirare, which means to breathe. Slow, deep breathing helps us to access Spirit. If you read Louise Hay’s book “Heal Your Body” (1982, Hay House Inc), the mental causes for lung issues are: depression, grief, fear of taking in life, and not feeling worthy of living life fully. Unresolved grief lives deep within the lungs, and we are collectively being challenged to face our shadows. Grief is not limited to death and dying, but any unresolved emotional pain.

Healing grief can be a painful task, but trust me on this, it is worth every tear you shed. About 13 years ago, my life was in shambles. I was going through a divorce with a verbally abusive alcoholic, the country was starting its economic recession so we were forced to stay in our house for a year and a half until it sold at a loss. My relationship with my mother was never very good, but it got worse. I allowed people to take advantage of my kindness and hard-working ethics. Basically, I hit bottom. I kept asking myself why I let this constantly happen. So one day, I stripped myself naked and stood in front of my full-length mirror and took a good look at myself. What was I lacking? What was wrong with me? I mentally catalogued my physical faults and then did the same with my personality. And then came the behavior patterns. I didn’t like them. Then I made myself catalogue all my good stuff. I knew that I was basically a good, kind-hearted, generous woman, but my boundaries and lack of self-worth made all that look weak. I was determined to change. And I did.

It took about five years of intensive self-work. I did most of it myself, but I know that is not for everyone. I love to read and research, and by doing so, cements the knowledge in my brain. I learned to love myself. I learned that not having contact with my family stopped the mind-f*ck dialogue I had to endure. I learned how to be my own mother, by nurturing my lost inner child. I learned how to allow people to help and support me. I learned how to say No. I cried a lot. Sometimes deep, lung-burning sessions that I thought would never stop. I grieved for what I lost and what I never had. And you know what?

It worked.

Trust me on this. It worked. I am not the same person I was ten years ago. I am content with my life, and most days I feel joy within. I am in constant connection with Spirit for guidance on my best life. If it weren’t for Spirit’s guidance, we wouldn’t be living in our house across the street from a beautiful urban lake and within walking distance of groceries and take-out food, all of which is allowable during our current stay-at-home status. I know that my energy frequency is ascending, and it will help me hold the light of Divine Love within my heart in order to assist with raising the frequency of the planet.

As I write this, I can feel the healing energy spreading. If you would like to increase the healing energy, do your grief work. Use this time of rest and retreat to face your inner demons. Nurture yourself as you would a newborn baby. Allow yourself to grieve for whatever losses you have faced and maybe are now facing. Letting it wash away with your tears can only be good grief.

Put Me In, Coach

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“Centerfield” is a classic rock song by John Fogerty, released in 1985 about someone telling the coach that they were ready to play, and in center field. It’s that fighting spirit that all coaches want to see.

I know it is about baseball, which I’m not that interested in, but I often use sports analogies when I’m writing to demonstrate my meaning.

We know that a good coach can bring out the best in their athletes and lead them to a winning season. A good coach has passion, can read their players, can encourage them and most of all, know the game. They need to be able to teach the players the mechanics and techniques that work the best, but at the same time encourage them to go beyond. At times, they also must be tough, and not afraid to crawl all up in someone’s sh*t if they aren’t pulling their weight.

Coaches aren’t limited to sports. They can be those rah-rah people around you, cheering you on during life victories. There are also professional life coaches, with formulas for success, who lead seminars and write books for self-help people.

I am beginning to think of myself as a life coach. It wasn’t something I aspired to, as my passion was always about design. Coaching was more of a calling born out of dealing with my own life issues and learning. I can say I am passionate about spirituality and metaphysics, having studied them for over 40 years. I have taken classes for developing psychic abilities and healing. As I got older and realized that my early years were having an impact on my choices and behavior patterns, I knew I needed to do something about them. I went to talk therapists, psychics and energy healers. They made a difference, but ultimately, I knew that the changes had to come from within me. Since I learn best through reading and research, I delved into the world of self-help. I practiced the behavior modification techniques often recommended, and the best one for me was to call out my inner child and mother her in the way that she didn’t get. That shifted a whole lot of the baggage I carried.

I was so impacted by my changes that I wanted to share with others. Whenever I have (and still do) encounter someone having difficulties, I reach out with personal experiences and suggestions for making changes. (Not being a medical professional, I don’t diagnose or attempt to treat those with severe issues.) I often feel guilty afterwards; who am I to tell someone how to run their life? But I have learned, and done this myself, people will hear what they want to hear and ignore the rest. Thus, no offense given, and none taken.

I’m not ready to take the step into professional coach. I still carry doubts about “lecturing” people on how to manage their life. I’m also concerned about being overwhelmed by the demands, so I keep reminding myself to take baby steps. Writing this blog is a baby step. I can tackle an issue, make suggestions and put them out there for people to accept or not. If I’m using this as a training ground, then I realize that I’m not really telling anyone what to do, just making recommendations and how-tos for making life better. Sort of like showing someone with basic cable what they could get if they sign up for the 250+ package. Woo-hoo!, because the biggest win in life is living a good life.

If there is a topic you would like me to address, for the good of one and all, then please comment back.

Or just say “put me in, Coach, I’m ready to change!”.

The Safe Zone

danger-851895_1920Do you ever find yourself feeling and acting overly-cautious about many things? “What am I going to do if the furnace goes out?” “What if I’m late for a deadline?” “What if a hailstorm destroys all my plants?” “What will happen if that car keeps following me too closely?” And then all these thoughts along with many more, generate lists of things to do and tasks to be completed as quickly as possible. Then you get stuck in an endless cycle of worry and doing, never giving yourself a break including the middle of the night panic.

Welcome to my world. Many of you are shaking your head while you are glancing at your to-do list. A whole bunch of you are like “WTF, get over it already”. And a whole lot of in-betweeners are just reading this to see what I’m writing about.

No, this really isn’t the way I like living my life. I’d like to be all Zen and not worry; just handle things if and when they occur. Being hyper-vigilant is not fun and it is exhausting. It is a difficult behavior pattern to break, and yes, it is a behavior pattern.

I recently read an article by Bethany Webster about being hyper-vigilant, over-achieving and anticipating problems. It all comes back to a lack of feeling safe. Bethany teaches about the Mother Wound; how it affects us and ways to heal it. Her website is http://www.motherwound.com. The Mother Wound is real, deeply rooted and particularly worse for women. Even if you had a wonderful mother, there are generational and gender wounds that are passed on. If you had a mother who was emotionally unavailable to you, then you were likely imprinted with the belief of never feeling safe.

Beneath the fear of never feeling safe, lies the core wound of trust. You learn quickly to be self-sufficient, never relying on anyone for support. If you couldn’t trust your mother, why could you trust anyone else? Your child brain can only envision danger ahead so you become highly sensitive and sensitized to your environment, reading others’ emotions with more skill than an NFL quarterback scanning the defense. You create your own “No Fly Zone” by carefully managing your surroundings so you can feel safe, secure and at peace. And raise holy h*ll if anyone moves anything out of place. Because you lack trust, you become an over-achiever and over-responsible because you expect others to fail you. You can do anything and everything and can make the Energizer Bunny give up. But do you ever take time to rest and relax?

Only when everything is done to your satisfaction, at least for the moment, or you are safe in your little nest. But even then “what if the electricity goes out?”

It takes a lot of work to change this behavior pattern. First, you have to face and feel the emotions that create the pattern and most people don’t want to go through this. Trust me, it is worth the pain. You need to feel this in order to accept that your mother wasn’t capable of being a mother. Seek professional help, even if you don’t trust them. That’s the point, right? Secondly, you must learn how to mother yourself. Rest when you are tired. Eat when you are hungry. And for God’s sakes, go pee when you have to go!

Force yourself to stay focused in the moment. Whatever is in the future will happen or not. If you focus on disaster, you might actually create it into being so why not focus on doing something happy and fun. Practice trusting others. Give them a small task to do and stay out of their way. If you are nutty about something, show them what you would like. Say “please, would you do this for me?” Only a total sh*thead would ignore you, and then maybe you need to clear them out of your environment. Talk about anticipating problems.

These days, with technology delivering things at lightning speed, the pressure is on to do everything all at once. Our inner wounds are easily triggered in this intense environment. When you are feeling especially anxious, stop and breathe. Give yourself a moment to assess whether something has to be done, if your anticipated worry will manifest or if you really are just tired and need to go sit in your safe zone.

Like I’m doing. Even if it’s writing this post.

MotherFaker

I originally posted this article on October 21, 2017 and decided to re-post it for Mother’s Day.  First, I would like to honor all those really good moms and awesome dads I frequently encounter.  Their obvious love of and devotion to their children restores my faith that parenthood is good.  Many blessings and thanks to you.

Secondly, I would like to extend my compassion to all those who have struggled with mother wounds.  Whether you continue to put yourself in the line of fire, or like me, have cut off all contact, give yourself permission to feel the pain and anger.  There is nothing wrong with you.  Your feelings are real and they matter.

Whether you are a mother, want to be one, have a good relationship with your mother or have soul wounds, the first mother is the one that you are to yourself.  Nurture and love you and let the rest be what it will be.

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Read that title twice, didn’t you?  It might be a Freudian slip. . .

maskA MotherFaker is a mother who gave birth, but only pretended to be a mother.  Many, many of us had one, a mother that just couldn’t quite give us the nurturing and love that we needed.  We grew up scarred because of it, drifting in and out of relationships, marriages, jobs, homes, friendships, whatever it was that we tried to suck a little bit of love out of.  We attracted those people and situations as a mirror of our selves.  Maybe you still struggle with this.  Maybe we will never get over that abandoned and unwanted feeling.

It is possible, if you are willing to do the work.

Everyone says to forgive.  Yes, I know that is a stupid statement and you do not feel like you can ever condone your mother’s actions.  That is not the point of forgiveness.  You only want to neutralize your feelings so you don’t leave this stuck inside of you.  Your mother was not capable of being a mother to you.  It is NOTHING about YOU.  Maybe she had difficult circumstances in her life that caused her to shut down.  Maybe she had a MotherFaker and that was all she knew.  IT WAS NOTHING ABOUT YOU.  You have to find a way to let go of holding onto the energy so you can move on with your life and live the best you possible.  Does it really benefit you to be pissed about this?  Is that ever going to change the situation?  No.  It happened.  Your mother was not capable of love, but YOU ARE.

sad childStart by loving yourself.  Nurture the little girl inside you in all the ways that you did not get.  You will be surprised how much that helps to let go of your pain.  Start simply by asking yourself what you need: am I hungry, tired, thirsty, have to pee?  Honor those needs and then you will be able to ask yourself how you feel.  Whenever you feel crabby and out-of-sorts, start there.  Children of MotherFakers always put Her needs first and denied themselves.  Stop the crazy-making train and tend to you first.  Get into that practice and you will be surprised how your life changes and how differently people treat you.

And then you no longer have to fake being happy.

Chewing My Cud

cow-44702_1280Last week, my workweek was a little rough.  Too many meetings, which I hate anyway, and one that included a person that seems hell-bent-for-leather on demeaning my work and reputation.  I think she is carrying a grudge because I made a prudent business decision without getting her permission, of which she really has no authority over, but it pissed her off.  My manager and director were on board with the decision, so it wasn’t as though I ran wild on my own.  Needless to say, she was once again a nasty b*itch in last week’s meeting.  It is getting OLD.

Today is President’s Day and a work holiday.  I decided to use the day to ruminate and try to come up with some ideas on how to deal with the situation.  Being around this person is extremely toxic and I am not the only one that feels this way.  Because I am very empathic, her nastiness coats me like tar and it takes awhile to recover.  I am left feeling worthless and depressed.

This morning I told my Sweetie that I was going to ruminate today and he said “oh, like a cow regurgitating and chewing their cud”.  I laughed and looked up “ruminate” and one of the definitions was “chewing your cud”.  The funnier part to this was the further comment of “cows release more methane while ruminating”.  I guess it seems apropos that I named this blog “Loving Your Sh*t”.

apartment-3677491_1920As I ruminate on the situation, a recurring theme comes up with worthiness and responsibility.  I often feel as though I continually need to prove my worth, which causes me to take on too much responsibility and them I am tired and resentful of those around me.  Being an empath causes me to feel chaotic energy, which results in a deep need to have an organized, near-perfect environment.  To get that, the need to control takes over and then I must do it myself to meet my standards.

cow-1983720_1280I’ve done enough study and research to know that I am not alone in these feelings.  Many people, especially women, are caught in this recycling trap.  Chewing our cud, so to speak.  This emotional bind is very often caused by emotionally unavailable parents.  For women, it is primarily the mother and causes a deep loss of self.  There are typically two types of coping mechanisms that result: Mary Marvelous and Sally Screw-Up.  Both play out the core wound of Not Good Enough and the efforts to portray this result.  I happen to be a Mary Marvelous and overdo everything I tackle in order to be recognized and valued by someone.  It is a pattern that is extremely difficult to break, although I have progressed greatly within the last decade.  I may never be able to completely break the pattern, but I’m damned sure going to try.


Much of what happened last week centers around our budgeting process.  It is something I have prepared since I first started working there, and I took responsibility for it all.  To the point that I only had the managers add the discretionary spending.  They didn’t even have to be part of the justification process, which is endless questioning about why we need to spend money for something.  Our department’s budget has many complicated funding sources and programs, so there is a lot to the process.  These complications don’t fit in with the basic process as dictated by this woman, and she is making this year’s process difficult.  She wants it her way.  It hit me that why should I continue to take the brow-beating and not let the managers be responsible?  I will be gone before next year’s budget so I think it is time that they learn how to do this. 

cow-2896329_1920I realize that I created this whole deal with my un-ending need to prove myself.  Well, I’ve done that and now all my effort is being stripped away by this person.  I must step back and begin to withdraw from so much responsibility.  I must teach them how to do the work and provide the justification.  They need to meet with the person and deal with her dictates.  I know all of this, yet it is difficult.  My core wound doesn’t want to disappoint nor deal with the b*itching that is sure to come.  My core wound says you aren’t good enough to ask others to do the job they should be doing.  If I don’t, the cost is my well-being and possibly health.


So I’ve been praying to the Universe for help.  I’m asking for courage, for strength, and for the words to ask for these changes.  This truly is about “Loving Your Sh*t” and I must walk my talk.  Or else I end up face first in a cow pie and I’ve stepped in enough real ones to know.

Love, Love Me Do

parrots-3427188_1920“You know I love you. . .” The Beatles, 1963.  Love is very important to our existence.  Whether it is from a spouse, partner, parent, child, friend or even your pet spider, everyone wants and needs to be loved.

We are all lovable children of the Creator.  Every single human being on this planet was created as a lovable, beautiful, miraculous person regardless of their path in life.  Every human is capable of giving, receiving, and deserving of love.  EVERYONE.

In the spirit of cleaning up your life, let’s look at romantic relationships.  Things need cleaning and maintenance to work properly, and so do relationships.  If you don’t put gas in your car, it won’t go anywhere.  If you don’t put time and energy into your relationship, then it might not go anywhere either.

Think of maintaining your relationship like a seesaw.  One person sits at the opposite end of the other, and facing each other.  You begin the movement of the seesaw, and it is a continuous back and forth movement to maintain a balanced load.  If one person forces the movement to stop, the other is basically left hanging in the air.  If they are the stronger person, they are in control.  Unless the one in the air jumps off.  A good seesaw partner contributes to the movement and maintains balance.

balance-2108025_1920How does your romantic relationship serve you?  Do you have a good seesaw partner?  Are you one?  Relationships are rarely the lust-filled, love-you-til-death with my every breath, as you read in paperback novels.  Like a seesaw, relationships have their ups and downs.  A good relationship is supporting and accepting.  No one deserves to be physically, emotionally or verbally abused. Ending a relationship is devastating in so many ways.  Aside from the emotional death you experience, many people are left financially strapped.  Children also suffer.  If you are in a bad relationship and are staying for your children, they experience as much of an emotional assault as they would if you left.  Too often, children become the battleground over which parents play out their non-maintained relationships.

Sometimes a little tending is all it takes to get a relationship back on track.  How about date night?  Busy life?  How about giving each other a half hour of uninterrupted attention each day?  No electronic devices; just face-to-face talking about your day or maybe your dreams.  If you can create together, you can do anything together.  Too tired for sex?  Snuggle up and go to sleep like that.  Simple touching will activate those feel-good chemicals and many little problems will just fade away.  Share all the chores, including children.  Have a joint bank account for the household and then each have a separate account for some spending money (with no justification).  These are the things that most people fight about.  Remember, two people came into the relationship, it takes two people to maintain it.

But most of all, just Love, Love Me Do.

Saturn Ran Rings Around Me

saturn-67671_1920Saturn Return.  If you have read anything about astrology, you will know what that means and it might stir up dreadful feelings.  If you have heard of the 27 Club, you will also know what it means.  (The 27 Club is the group of musicians and others who didn’t make it past their 27th birthday.)

Saturn takes 27-29 years to move through the astrological signs.  It begins when you are born, and whatever sign it is in will set up challenges and opportunities for your life.  Saturn is the sign of structure.  It defines boundaries, responsibilities and commitments, but can also be limiting and restricting.  It is quite adept at revealing our weakest links.  But if you use Saturn’s transits, the rewards can be great as you can achieve your highest dreams.

When Saturn makes its returns in your sign, it can be tumultuous.  If you haven’t gotten your sh*t together by then, it will force you to do it.  Saturn is the ultimate taskmaster.  The first go-around is the call to leave adolescence behind and learn to support yourself.  Resisting that push will have you living in your parents’ basement and doing chores for an allowance.  Avoiding it altogether might get you dead.  If you can embrace it, you open doors to create the life of your dreams.  “Okay, Vanna, I’ll take Door #2, the one covered in gold.”

The second Saturn Return occurs between the ages of 57-60.  It can also be especially painful, as it is Life Review time and when your mortality becomes visible.  “Why are we even here?!” will scream loudly inside your head.  Unfulfilled dreams will roil inside your guts, demanding to be released.  Throw up or throw down the gauntlet and get them going.  Start small, make it big or make it little, just do something to settle your tummy or you might just wither away.  Sounds depressing.  Saturn can do that if you get fixated upon the negative or let other people dictate who you are.

 

 

Saturn was in Capricorn when I was born.  Capricorns are known for their work ethics.  They are responsible and practical.  My Sun Sign is Leo.  Leos are courageous, kind, generous and loyal.  You put those two together and you have someone who takes care of everything.  Yep, that’s me.  Saturn returned to Capricorn on December 19, 2017 and will remain there until March 21, 2020.  I am up to my eyeballs in Saturn’s rotation and it has kicked my a$$ this past year.  It hasn’t helped that most of the other planets went in and out of retrograde too.  Being it Capricorn, it has been all about work and responsibility.  While it has taken me down due to the nasty people I’ve dealt with, it also propelled me to complete an enormous amount of projects and new ways of doing things. 

It really does make you look at your mortality too, not that I feel I’ll check out anytime soon.  It’s more in how you have lived your life and what purpose that is.  I look at all the work and all the people I’ve taken care of and wonder “what for?”.  I just read a line in a novel that said something like “you have to go back to where you came from in order to understand where you are going.”  Hmm.  Of course, the first thing that came to mind was being unwanted and my mother’s treatment of me.  But as I relived some of that, my thoughts also were that it made me strong, resilient, and capable.  I could have wallowed in anger, became a sponge, and limited myself.  Instead, I went to college, worked my way up the work ladder, bought homes and cars and whatever else I needed.  I wouldn’t call myself wealthy, but I have a nice home, a lifestyle I enjoy, a good partner and the ability to retire.  I wouldn’t have that if I didn’t heed Saturn’s call.

Still, looking forward is intimidating.  I know that my path is to learn how to play.  It makes me anxious thinking about it.  Seriously?!  Yeah.  I’ve surrounded myself with things that encourage play, yet I so very rarely allow myself time to enjoy them.  That’s pretty sad, but I betcha there are a lot of you out there that could say the same thing.  But I’m taking it to task and I’m going to learn how to have fun instead of working to death.

Maybe I’ll play a little ring toss with Saturn.

Update: I just read on the news that Saturn is starting to lose its rings.  Getting a little taste of its own medicine?!