| astrologizing.net Virgo New Moon Journal 2011 Aug. 28, 2011. Keywords: Turn over a new leaf, begin again, a fresh start. |
| Here we go; a new day, new Sign, new car, new promise, new leaf, new ideas, and new way of being in the world. Who could ask for more? Hopefully New York will not get the horror that was discussed in the media. Irene has downgraded to a tropical storm. I can't even imagine the troubles and woes that Irene caused to the East Coast. I surely hope that it's not as hot anywhere there as it is here on the Emerald Coast. |
| Monday Aug. 29, 2011. Oh Lordy, my computer went out this morning. I called Cox and got the automatic woman and when she told me to check the coaxial cord and she would wait for me; I did, but she didn't. Then I called again and got a real live man named Scott. He told me I wasn't getting but 10% of my cable power and made an appointment with me for a tech tomorrow to check it. Of course, I was devastated; I can't live without my computer!!! So, I'm ordering another one just in case this one goes out forever. It would not start this morning for anything. But, after I talked with the Cox guy, Scott, I asked for a tech angel to help me. One must have heard me because I'm on now and my Cox light is burning bright. It's really good to know the angels! Thank you, thank you Tech Angel! Tues. Aug 30, 2011. Well, a Tech Angel can only work so long. My computer gave out again today and Cox sent a Tech human, James, to fix it. I needed a new modem. Now everything is working again. I can't believe how naked I feel without my computer; not of the body, but of the soul. |
| Crescent Moon Thur. Sep. 1, 2011. Keywords: Intention; ask, seek, knock. |
Today, I'm starting to save all my pictures and chart work in .jpg. I sent some pictures to Amazon cloud
and it's amazing how much larger the file is in .bmp. I don't mind the color fade at all; it's softer on the
eyes.
Last night I had the most awful dream; well, I don't know if it was really awful or not. That's just a judgment
call. I dreamed that I was on a street after parking my car and met up with some old girlfriends. I
followed them into a house where there was a big party of all the women I knew at the time. I hadn't been
invited and I felt very out of place. I knew that they had not wanted me there. I felt dislike and disgust at
me from all sides. These were all my friends from high school and Lombard. My high school friends
were in the kitchen sitting around a table. I went in and told them goodbye, then said my goodbyes to the
ones in the living room. I went alone to my car which was parked half on the street and half on the
parkway, longways.
What a horrible dream; to feel such hatred hitting me in the face by all the women I considered friends.
Oh, there was one man there and in a previous dream I was with a group who had some men in it, but
they weren't important; only the women.
I tried looking at this dream with a quasiJungian mode; all the females were shadow aspects of myself.
Well, if so, then I guess I met them all last night and said goodbye, huh? That would be positive, no?
On the other hand, my group shadow is really trying to tell me something important and I'm not invited to
know or something like that. I'm almost overwhelmed by the hatred in the dream or the feeling of not
being wanted at all. Eeeeeeewwwwwwww. Two important figures stand out Pete from high school and
Mary E. from Lombard. Why, I don't know. This one really got me.
My intention is to work with this dream for the next two weeks and acknowledge all the shadow aspects
of myself that I observe as well as further insights.
Sat. Sep. 03, 2011 Another week gone by so quickly. It's raining to beat the band and I hope it has
reached Houston; they need it so badly. I've been thinking about my friend, Denny, from high school. I
heard that he has cancer. I'm going to write to Jeannine and find out the story.
and it's amazing how much larger the file is in .bmp. I don't mind the color fade at all; it's softer on the
eyes.
Last night I had the most awful dream; well, I don't know if it was really awful or not. That's just a judgment
call. I dreamed that I was on a street after parking my car and met up with some old girlfriends. I
followed them into a house where there was a big party of all the women I knew at the time. I hadn't been
invited and I felt very out of place. I knew that they had not wanted me there. I felt dislike and disgust at
me from all sides. These were all my friends from high school and Lombard. My high school friends
were in the kitchen sitting around a table. I went in and told them goodbye, then said my goodbyes to the
ones in the living room. I went alone to my car which was parked half on the street and half on the
parkway, longways.
What a horrible dream; to feel such hatred hitting me in the face by all the women I considered friends.
Oh, there was one man there and in a previous dream I was with a group who had some men in it, but
they weren't important; only the women.
I tried looking at this dream with a quasiJungian mode; all the females were shadow aspects of myself.
Well, if so, then I guess I met them all last night and said goodbye, huh? That would be positive, no?
On the other hand, my group shadow is really trying to tell me something important and I'm not invited to
know or something like that. I'm almost overwhelmed by the hatred in the dream or the feeling of not
being wanted at all. Eeeeeeewwwwwwww. Two important figures stand out Pete from high school and
Mary E. from Lombard. Why, I don't know. This one really got me.
My intention is to work with this dream for the next two weeks and acknowledge all the shadow aspects
of myself that I observe as well as further insights.
Sat. Sep. 03, 2011 Another week gone by so quickly. It's raining to beat the band and I hope it has
reached Houston; they need it so badly. I've been thinking about my friend, Denny, from high school. I
heard that he has cancer. I'm going to write to Jeannine and find out the story.
| First Quarter Moon Sun. Sept. 4, 2011. Keywords: Lights, camera, ACTION |
Still raining here on the Emerald Coast. We're under a Tornado watch, too. We had dinner out in
Niceville today and right now I'm so tired from watching the Discovery Chanel talk about parallel
universes. Ye gods, I'm having trouble living in just one. It's really way more information than I'll ever
need. But, before I got to the Morgan Freeman program, I had to see Stephan Hawkins eyeball again.
Talk about scary! It reminds me of The Spiral Staircase of the late 40s with its floating eye. Enough to
scare a child for a lifetime of bad dreams. Discovery ought to wiseup.
Tues. Sep. 6, 2011. Woke up this morning to 60º and my bedroom window was open and fresh
breezes were blowing in. Ah, Mother Nature is good! This is the first time that it has hit 60º since May.
Niceville today and right now I'm so tired from watching the Discovery Chanel talk about parallel
universes. Ye gods, I'm having trouble living in just one. It's really way more information than I'll ever
need. But, before I got to the Morgan Freeman program, I had to see Stephan Hawkins eyeball again.
Talk about scary! It reminds me of The Spiral Staircase of the late 40s with its floating eye. Enough to
scare a child for a lifetime of bad dreams. Discovery ought to wiseup.
Tues. Sep. 6, 2011. Woke up this morning to 60º and my bedroom window was open and fresh
breezes were blowing in. Ah, Mother Nature is good! This is the first time that it has hit 60º since May.
| Gibbous Moon Thurs. Sep. 8, 2011. Keywords: Review, edit, press onward. |
| I'm in a bit of a hurry this morning; going back to Curves again for the umpteenth time. I'm trying to make it every Tuesday and Thursday mornings at 11am. Just took a break to get more coffee and went past the mail that Len put on the table. There was Michelle Obama on the cover of AARP magazine looking beautiful and happy. Every time I see her or her husband, I send up a prayer that things will go well for them. I get very upset with the way some people talk about our President. Don't people realize that sending out such negative thoughts and words into the world is so bad for outcome. How can anyone create success under such pressure of hatred and cruelty? I don't understand some of my Christian fellows who criticize and make such terrible comments about our President and then expect him to make miracles. Surely, as Christians, they must know that they are not following Jesus' example. They are acting like the very Pharisees that he put down in his day. God forgive them; they know not what they do. Do they? God, please bless our President; help him through all the sniveling, conniving, thieves of his dignity and integrity. Let all his detractors realize how unChristian and harmful they are and that they are the cause of many problems. Fri. Sep. 9, 2011. Ye gods, the weirdest dream this morning; I was in a tank learning everything about how it works. I was standing up by the top gun and Len was standing on the ground beside it. I said, "This is MY tank," as I patted it on the top of the gun. Geeze, what an image! The second scene was that I was in the middle of a war with soldiers all around me shooting at me. I realized that I could make the gun go around in a circle and shoot at them; I did, but it was the tank that went around in a circle, shooting. *(Well, it's a dream!) Finally, there were so many soldiers, that they overcame me and got me on the ground and I was raped by seven of them. Thank goodness, I didn't experience the rapes in my dream/body, but just knew that it happened. I don't remember any of the rest. I was saved to tell the tale, though. I remember long time ago, an image of me as a tank. Can't remember where it came from, though, but it must be in my subconscious somewhere. I guess that I am rather tank-like! |
| Pisces Full Moon 2011 Mon. Sep. 12, 2011. Keywords: Signed, sealed, stamped |
| A few aggravations already today; the dealer where I bought my car had me pay for a whole new registration instead of a 30 day one and now the DMV won't give me my $190. back for the license so I can transfer and put on my paid up old license. What a crock! It has something to do with me putting my old car under my name as a trustee for a revocable trust. Nobody at Ford knew how to deal with that. |
| Disseminating Moon Fri. Sep. 16, 2011. Keywords: Teach, preach, prophesize. |
| I'm not totally satisfied with the keywords of today's lunar phase, but the word, 'share,' is way overused today and I don't want to use it. However, teach and preach are so hard and arrogant. I'll have to think on it for awhile. That's what Jesus told his apostles to do, though; teach and preach and baptise. But, I'm only a disciple, not an apostle, and I just want to discuss, learn, and understand. Maybe those words would be better? Hmmmmm. I wonder what was going on with me yesterday? I was sick all day; just sick and terribly tired. All of my internal organs felt sore and bloated. I know there's a lot going on in my chart at this time, I'll have to look. I feel a bit better today, but not totally up to par. Ok, I looked up what was going on in my chart; from the 12th (full Moon) through today transiting Mars was conjunct natal Pluto and opposite natal Jupiter. Ye gods. No wonder I felt so awful. I made a promise to myself that I would cook dinner at Noon; not a 9:30 in the morning or even 10:30. I'm done with that and I'm writing it down so everyone in this house knows it. Now, I really feel better. Sun. Sep. 18, 2011. This is quickly becoming my dream journal. For some reason, I'm remembering my dreams again. I know that means something and especially that change is coming so I will keep on writing them down. Last night's dream; I'm in the Lombard house frying chicken in two skillets; one is electric. Some shadowy figure (male) is helping me fry. Len has emptied all my cabinets so he can rearrange them sometime. (this is too much like real life to be a dream!) I am furious and told him that from that day on, the kitchen was his and I'd eat somewhere else. I screamed that I hated him. Next scene I'm at a therapist's place with some girlfriends who are being counseled. The therapist's name is Madelaine or Magdala or something like that. I am hurrying to leave because I have an appointment with my own therapist and am late. I'm saying goodbye as I'm going down the stairs. |