The creative flamboyant moon offers a regal splurge to the end of the working week. It’s been a tough week of momentous planetary
alignments and now take a deep breath and try to deal with the fall out. Life is like that, I guess – the boom and bust – the ebb
and flow – it’s either tornado or tidal wave and then the drought or trickle.
My three favourite women have appearing in the early morning spread. The Empress, Gaia is pregnant in all her glory – surrounded
by a rich enclave of golden and ripened fruit offering the beginning of a new phase. The Star sparkling like diamonds in the sky –
alluring in her raw and intoxicating magic – portends a phase of centre stage and telling it like it is. And to complete this trio
of femininity and well established, gal pals, Temperance beams in to restore order and balance. The notion that all will be calm
after a tumultuous emotional hailstorm is comforting and offers an elegant terminus to the week. The blackness of my
disappointment has past and the deluge of emotions ceased – now I must look to the horizon for the hope that there is a meaning for
all of life’s disappointments.
A number nine day promises to be a day of empowerment and resolution – nice! Together, let’s beat the drum of change – across the
miles and over the seas – life rolls on whether we want it to or not. It is up to us to get off our backsides and ride the space
shuttle into another frontier – sometimes scarier than the next. One thing we can be sure of we keep the ever evolving door of
opportunities to go.
Strap on your seatbelt and get ready to roar; grab the galactic rocket and repeat after me, “infinity and beyond.” Was that Buzz
Light-year I heard out there in cyber land?
Peace and Love,
Julia Ashton-Sayers
alignments and now take a deep breath and try to deal with the fall out. Life is like that, I guess – the boom and bust – the ebb
and flow – it’s either tornado or tidal wave and then the drought or trickle.
My three favourite women have appearing in the early morning spread. The Empress, Gaia is pregnant in all her glory – surrounded
by a rich enclave of golden and ripened fruit offering the beginning of a new phase. The Star sparkling like diamonds in the sky –
alluring in her raw and intoxicating magic – portends a phase of centre stage and telling it like it is. And to complete this trio
of femininity and well established, gal pals, Temperance beams in to restore order and balance. The notion that all will be calm
after a tumultuous emotional hailstorm is comforting and offers an elegant terminus to the week. The blackness of my
disappointment has past and the deluge of emotions ceased – now I must look to the horizon for the hope that there is a meaning for
all of life’s disappointments.
A number nine day promises to be a day of empowerment and resolution – nice! Together, let’s beat the drum of change – across the
miles and over the seas – life rolls on whether we want it to or not. It is up to us to get off our backsides and ride the space
shuttle into another frontier – sometimes scarier than the next. One thing we can be sure of we keep the ever evolving door of
opportunities to go.
Strap on your seatbelt and get ready to roar; grab the galactic rocket and repeat after me, “infinity and beyond.” Was that Buzz
Light-year I heard out there in cyber land?
Peace and Love,
Julia Ashton-Sayers
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