After consulting a good book on Yods, an astrological aspect in my chart that is due to be bothered anew Oct. 30th, I have decided to chill the fuck out.
More music in my life, more rest and meditation and more fooling around.
Here is a bit of photographic fun I had this morning. This is my secret agent shadow shot.
I’m working through the shadow realms of my being. Prescriptions for those of us with yods say:
Let it be, believe and let the magic happen.
I am a pusher, a digger, an engineer. I want to make it happen. I have to give up the steering wheel for a while and let it roll.
It may be time to reread a memoir by a deeply respected yod buddy, Carl Jung.
Memories, Dreams Reflections
Jung was a master at letting his inner workings unfold, a master at self-interpretation, self-realization, a master of trusting himself to gracefully conduct all the elements.
I need to catch the light. Open up and let those really subtle hints sink in.
I need to abandon the gerbil wheel for a while, even more than I have done by changing my career (such as it was) so brutally.
I need to play my guitars, enjoy the cool weather and trust.
