Last Sunday was the new moon on Devil’s Night with the sun and moon both in Scorpio.
Basically the thinnest the veils between worlds have been or will be for a long time.
I spent the day/night in bed.
I am such a bad witch.
The Facebook told me Samhain was the next day too. Mind you I have seen memes that say Halloween is on a Friday the 13th for the last 3 years running and if you look at it every fucking moon is a SUPER MOON. And oh my god a planet did a thing. They are planets, they move. Something is always going to be in retrograde, transition or trine. Energy is always shifting at lightning speed if you buy into that shit.
I do and I don’t.
Universal energy cannot be measured. It doesn’t end, everything ebbs and flows.
Since I am made of universal energy, I do too.
One of my exes wrote a book in which he proved the existence of God. Basically God is a reality to so many people, he/she/it is technically real. He isn’t wrong.
Same goes with astrology. Enough people believe in it that it’s technically true.
I know a lot of this is us puny humans searching for answers, but in searching we create deities, doctrines and tangible answers, here on earth anyways. The aliens are laughing at us, or maybe they are too involved in petty wars of their own over resources and dogma. Who knows.
I am witchy in my tendencies. I respect the earth, recognize energy and transference. There are days, times and spaces where the universal energy flows a little easier. Full moon giveth and the new one taketh away, or the other way around. I can’t remember.
Samhain is our New Years. I loves me some new year’s eves, my favorite eves of the year. So many to choose from, so much opportunity to start over. Next one coming is the winter solstice, which seems really far away right now. How much you wanna bet there will be a trillion announcements of blood moons eclipsing and whatnot.
I should’ve been saging this house until the smoke detectors went off and then a little more. I should’ve been running barefoot and transmuting energy through the roots of trees. I should have been begging my ancestors for answers, guidance and assistance. Lighting candles for the dead so they know I love them. Contributing something, but I was sad.
So I didn’t.
I took a lorazepam and forced sleep.
In the Gunslinger series by Stephen King there are areas in the world called ‘Thinnies’, portals to other places. I wanted to walk through commune with the dead, but I put on Bram Stoker’s Dracula and forced asleep instead.
Took a pill to drown out the screeching.
I am le tired.
I had a job and a plan. Lost the job now the plan has gone awry.
I am in the conundrum of a situation wherein I am in a relationship but I rarely physically see the person. Interesting flipside to my usual wherein I see them often until I hint at commitment. This is the reverse ghost I guess. Corporeal any time now honey.
I haven’t been this broke in 4 years.
I have to go back to work.
I have to keep plugging away on this book.
I have to accept whatever comes with dignity and grace. My ancestors deserve as much.
Cut to Monday aka Samhain part two.
I wrote for 15 hours straight. I was up at 3am eating a bagel wandering my house with AC/DC stuck in my head, ‘rock and roll is just pollution’ in a maddening loop and in my frenzy I hadn’t eaten all day except a bit of Halloween candy and a lot of coffee. I managed to produce 49.5 pages of good copy. I am officially over the hump.
Woke up the next morning feeling recharged, did some adulting, misunderstanding with mister seems to have cleared in the night.
Every day of the week that followed I felt a little better bit by bit. Culminating in last night wherein I got a visit and laid by said boyfriend.
I am one tiny human speck of dust in an unfathomable universe which may in itself be a speck in a never ending sea of other universes.
All I can say is this. Some days suck, some days don’t. My acceptance for what comes and goes has lightened my little heart substantially. I will never have an extended period in my life where I don’t end up ‘down in it’, but I am spending a rather healthy portion up above it.
This too shall pass is a really good mantra.
And if I miss one astrological phenomenon there is always another right around the corner…
There hasn’t been a full moon like this one in more than six decades.
Sure, we’ve seen supermoons before — this will be the second in a series of three this fall. But the full moon that peaks on Monday, November 14 will be closer to Earth than any other since 1948. The full moon won’t come this close again until 2034.
The scientific term “perigree moon” refers to when the moon is at its closest point to Earth in its orbit. When a perigree moon coincides with the full moon, the extra-large, brightly lit moon is known as a supermoon.
NASA says this month’s supermoon will appear 30 percent brighter and 14 percent larger than a typical full moon.
Source CBS News
