As the Retrograde began, a serious issue came to my attention. Instead of confronting it head on, I decided to lay low to give myself enough time to think clearly and rationalize the predicament. It was the best move ever. I reached a solution to this impasse and developed a plan of investigation in order for me to go farther. What is the moral of this shared experience? Honor your feelings. If something doesn’t feel right or just doesn’t sit properly with you, do not dismiss it as nothing. Do not ignore it or look the other way. When dealing with your well being, be diligent and always have enough time to handle it. Nothing is more important than you.
While en route to my rescheduled spa appointment, I received some information that shocked me into a new realization. There was someone within my midst that would have to be removed. I wasted no time in doing so. The spa was lovely: massage and nails. It had been so long. Before anything else transpired in my life, it dawned on me that there was entirely too much craziness for a simple two week span and that another explanation had to be obvious. A quick calendar check revealed to me that indeed, I was living in the shadow of the infamous Mercury in Retrograde. My head hung in disbelief. The retrogrades were never written into my new calendar; how could I do this to myself.
After conversing with a trusted friend, she made plans for us to attend a comedic movie that night. The laughter and popcorn were exactly what I needed. As Saturday morning found me cuddled with my pillow, my desire for adult activities came to light. While I was calmer about the situation, it was apparent to me that a party was in order. An invite later that night did the trick. Great care was taken in planning an outfit and doing my make up. As my feet crossed the celebration threshold, my introversion was pushed to the side as an effort was made to be social. Hookah and glasses of wine soon followed. My time in this atmosphere was greatly appreciated and very necessary.
The weekend trip was postponed due to the crazy aftermath of my mom being in the hospital. The alternative was a great culmination of fun. Monday began with client errands and the arrival of my laptop bag. Meals have been cooked today instead of purchased. A light cleansing even took place. Such things have been delayed due to the new bathroom. There is finally less dust and more order in my humble sanctuary. Life has improved as the slow cycle creeps closer to us all.
There I was in the middle of the great city of Miami. Pictures of the Heat champions loomed over the skyline as my location was not far from the arena. It was poetry night, and I had been invited to venture out on the scene to behold the modern day Plato people. While figuring out the parking situations with my artistic friend, a rather unusual scene transpired.
A homeless man fell on the ground and was a nano second away from taking me with him. My personal space was violated by the force of his body hitting the sidewalk. We just stood over him; staring. I did not know if we should dial 911 or not. He did not appear to be dying or having a seizure. We blinked. Suddenly, it felt as if it may be a trick to get my purse; no doubt I am fresh from my recent theft fiasco. The need to scurry into the venue and inform the man at the front door pressed upon me. Chances were high that he would have an explanation about the strange occurrence. He ventured out to assess the situation. A woman showed up and began screaming the name of the afflicted. He arose, as if it was the third day after his death, and walked away. There was not a thing wrong with him.
It would be easy for me to say that this man was playing on the sympathies of two women. Did he want attention? Money? Who knows what was in this odd plot. One thing is for certain. It was the first night of the Mercury in Retrograde which made it normal. Bizarre things tend to take place during these cycles. After years of experiencing strange situations and learning that there was something happening in the cosmos, I have made it a personal obligation to inform others of this mysterious cycle. We are halfway through the second retrograde for the year. May it be one of insight for you.