Still alive…

The Moon is now firmly ensconced in Libra. An early morning wake up call has startled me out of a deep sleep. I feel as though I’ve only just fell asleep and now it is time to face a gloomy Monday morning. Last night I chose to stay up late and so I guess self-inflicted late Sunday nights are not conducive to a bright and early Monday morning greeting – now is it?

I have a good excuse for being up late though – and you will love it too!! Last night I went to see two comedy Goddesses French and Saunders and it was worth every belly laughing second.

The evening began at a little Asian restaurant in Civic and then we rolled into the theatre to be entertained by the gregarious Queens of comedy. Oh! My goodness it was absolutely fabulous (just to quote a familiar hippy boli drinking deity). French and Saunders are an amazing team – intuitive, funny, hilarious and professional.

I laughed until tears rolled down my face in two very distinct streams. I said to my hubby on the way home that I’ve not laughed so much since we arrived in Canberra. Then I propped and stopped and said, that is right we’ve not laughed so much since we arrived in the Nation’s Capital. Sure, we’ve laughed and yes we have had fun but we have not had so much sustained laughter since we arrived here. How sad is that?

On the other side of that through process (quick recovery here) we have had some seriously good times too. And that is the point, we have bee too serious – we have pursued career goals and established a home, toiled in our pursuit of a vision for the future. Unfortunately we forgot how important a night of belly aching laughter is. Thank you Dawn French and Jennifer Saunders for your constant joy and laughter in our lives and especially for the magic and wonder you bring to our world. Our Universe is enriched beyond belief because you’ve stumbled in and laughed at yourselves and brought your energy to our realm.

Peace, Love and Laughter,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

PS: Happy birthday Jennifer for July 6 - and many many more!

Russian roulette

The Sun in Cancer exudes a cosy feel – let’s stay at home and hide out in the cave. The Moon in Virgo at the start of the day encourages us to be dutiful in the pursuit of our “to do” lists focusing on health, work and daily routines. In the later part of the day the Moon moves over into Libra giving a more social atmosphere to the day.

This lunation blends in nicely for me as I am off to have dinner with my favourite Libran gal pal and then on to see another Goddess, Dawn French with her ab-fab cohort, Jennifer Saunders. Yes, tonight French and Saunders will bring a belly-good conclusion to this weekend.

The rain watered the garden over night – it is refreshing to see the wet pavement and glistening leaves on our trees and plants. The day looks rather sombre – cloudy and overcast. The skies are a reflection of that gloominess with the hangover from Saturn and the Moon aspect yesterday. There will be a cosmic respite toward the end of the day which will bring peace to the atmosphere and when we have peace in the cosmos there is peace on the ground – as above – so below.

It’s a number nine day of empowerment and resolution. Projects stalled yesterday can now be concluded and issues outstanding – resolved. The numerological vibe of the cycle between 1-9 give us an opportunity to grow, learn and process the daily lessons and challenges in this playground. By the time we reach 10/1 we are meant to release the outworn (10) and get ready to embrace the new (1). Today in the number nice context we are meant to be having the ah-ha moments and feeling empowered by our recent acquisition of knowledge.

Justice augurs deliberation and rationality to our decision-making process. Contracts and agreements are on offer with deliberate scrutiny. Take the wins and ignore the losses – it’s only a game after all.

Death remains constant. The shedding is necessary as we move forward. Release the old and travel light – it’s all business as usual in the game of life.

The Lovers is the congenial aspect to the rhythm of our world. Communication balanced and flowing – mutual respect and honesty underpins the discussions.

Our hearts are enclosed in a diamond-coated shield. There is a time to be vulnerable and a time to heal. Exposing the softest parts of our souls is far too naive. Keep your cards lose and don’t reveal – the hand your deal with is not the one you’ll leave.

Life is a game of chance. Sometimes you win and other times you loose. The secret is to know when to retract the energy required and not get abused. If it ain’t happening then retract and reframe. Another chapter ends but the pages keep turning. It’s not over until The End.

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

The Deluge of our Dreams

The three advocates for change sprawl across my morning spread.

The Emperor, Zeus, King of the Gods, Lord and master of resistance, unforgiving and unrelenting is dominating the threesome.

Death, dark and foreboding riding the black stead of the Apocalypse – unyielding and demanding, “change or die”.

And the High Priestess with her quiet confidence that the worst is behind and contemplation is the necessary. Stitch your tapestry, Child – the threads are chosen, the knots disentangled and the yarn is strewn across the loom ready for the stitching.

The evolution of my soul takes on a new scene with luscious serenity. The green hills, crystal clear pond reflecting dragons and castle in the skies is stitched ever so carefully into my tapestry. Now the finer details are etched into the flimsy cloth. Decision, action, reactions, predictions, prophecies and visualisations bring the panoramic mural to life.

What are you prepared to do to bring your art to life? How important is your self-expression? Would you sell your soul to dance in front of a camera? How much credibility infiltrates the beat or sound when you could be famous with a perfect pout or frown? Is it more important to be famous or be honourable in the pursuit of creativity?

A lonely painter glances over his pallet which reveals dry and cracked colours. The disappointment of his paint box forces him to leave the unfinished painting and emerge into society to buy more of the ochre and golden hues. Every second his is absent from his creative expression is agony. It is like a demon rumbling within forcing its way out into the world, “create or die”.

The author wakes from a restful dream. She dreams the perfect phase and paints a spellbinding metaphor with her words. This is the paragraph that will seal the deal – what then? Are we sated by the creative expression or does the demon demand even more. Are we slaves to our creativity? All I wanted was to write – to express the images in my mind and to share the pictures of my subconscious with the world. Is that a crime? Must we desire instant gratification to feel validated? Or are we satisfied with the words on a paper? What are we prepared to do or not do to bring our voice into the stadium?

I suppose it is as individualistic as our DNA. I suppose each person decides what is the ultimate sacrifice; an ear, a heart, a soul or even the loss of integrity (the veritable thread of our existence). What happens when the dream is squandered with human degradation – when evil gallops over the rise and conquers the power of good. When lies surpass the pleasure of honesty – what then? What do we do? Is that the juncture of discernment? When we hold the prize and it disintegrates with the tainted coating of our lost innocence and we know that we can’t get back to the pristine water colours of our dream.

It’s a day of balance of achievement – a day to dream big but done loose the essence of you.

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Hey Prudence

The Moon is in flamboyant Leo can bring a creative spark to the ongoing impasse between Mercury and Saturn. Deals done today could have a far-reaching implication or have a short term fix with a long term impact.

The reflective energy of the number seven day urges caution and solitude – contemplation rather than reaction or aggressive in any of our dealings.

Athena the Goddess of Justice is shrewd and aloof. She knows she has the moral high ground and so there is a lot of room for negotiation – on her terms of course.

The Hermit suggests that it is the perfect day for caution- stepping carefully around the minefield of our daily routine.

The hanged man grunts from the outpost of the tree of life, “give over will you and go with the damn flow! Stop the fussing about the reality of your situation and come and hang with me for a while.”

Death creeps in – such an ominous figure to my morning spread. Why should I see this as a portend of doom? One door closes and another one opens – isn’t that true? And yet we stand there peering out of the door – through the crack of discernment for a glimmer of hope.

The morning, ‘indicators’ are brightened by the entrance of Temperance; she is not buying into the nitty gritty or irrelevance. She takes me to an elevated perspective and focuses my attention on the higher ideals. Give it all you’ve got – the future looks bright beyond the ride.

She’s right you know? No matter what today brings tomorrow is another day. The disappointments of yesterday wash away during the morning ablutions.

Reality check – there is not disappointments only lessons in my “playbook”. This playground of life offers empirical lessons and remedies for scraped knees when you fall from the jungle gym.

Our path maybe littered with dog turds but you don’t have to step in them. You don’t have to pick it up and taste it to know that it is dog turd either.

Today is a day of looking beyond the poo patrol and considering the sun rise beyond the escarpment. Don’t buy into the bad hair days or others and refuse to engage with the moody blues.

Grab my hand and let’s skip down the yellow brick road. Bring your archetypes for a strong – it’s a weird world out there. Life is but a dream. Hey Prudence why don’t you come out to play?

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Journey over Brown Mountain

The majestic tree ferns entangled in the native vines of my regret – a pair of gang gang cockatoos flap across the landscape. The serene valley beneath is stilted in my conscious mind evaporates the stress of my everyday life.

Rocks slotted across the wiry mounds – a mass of baby fir trees emerge – hopeful of the burgeoning rains. Their hope is unjustified in the stillness of the cloud-less skies. Above the range clouds peep up teasing the arid canvas – scalloped by a tinge of promise – another day melts into the next and desolate days fill the calendar of regret. The twisting vines of yesteryear are ardent in their survival of the great drought. How can the valley survive? How will it make it through another minute?

The lazy mist lays dormant in the sleepy valley beneath the eagles nest. At 5:40am the first curtain call of the day reveals the deafening stillness of the valley in REM sleep. A mauve aura clings to the ridges – comforting, encouraging; suffocating. A tiny flock of sheep lost in the thicket groveling for food; a nutritious morsel in the ribs of the despot ranges. Gaia please offer one tiny green blade to ingest an attempt to keep the haggard skin falling off their beleaguered bodies while a tiny lamb bleats a pathetic cry in this alpine region of Australia.

Monarch butterflies offer a colourful distraction. The land is emerging from its winter hibernation and rushed headlong into the worst precipitous of drought. The lack of rain has cast an evil jacket on the mounds of optimism. Our earth Mother has been subjugated to the outer realm of Hades and now the Devil walks along the ridges of torment pounding his malevolent chest.

Off in the distance storm clouds are rising from the coast. The wind swings around and ushers them toward the brown impoverished mattress. Starving creatures lift their heads with a whiff of a promise of the rejuvenating elixir from the heavens. A sprinkle of rain dances gently over the dry and domestic creatures - they stand – a vanguard of honour for the replenishing rain that will give them respite for another day.

A magpie splashes in a dirty brown puddle; throwing the water over his feathers – an indulgence sublime beyond comprehension. He cocks his head and invites his mate in for the ultimate spa. She responds and pecks his wryly cheek.

The rains have come. The trees bow in gratitude; indigenous animals and domestic creatures of all breeds give a collective, "thanks". Our car drives through the watery wishing well forging a path to the cabin of hope.

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

How does your garden grow?

The Moon in Gemini coupled with a communicative number three day suggests that all modes of communication will be the theme for the day. Not only communication but the Twins encourage us to draw on the power of the mind. Today we have the potential to create our tapestry for the future. The canvas is bare and we can reach into our box of colours and allow our imagination to formulate the landscape of the future.

The power of the mind is highlighted today. Mercury is sated in his natal sign of Gemini. It is the eve of the new Moon and now is the best time to choose the seeds for the coming months.

I remember a few short weeks ago when my husband and I were planting bulbs. I brought a mass of differed dried up and very unattractive blobs. I had this vision of how one section of the garden would look and all I had to go on with the tiny pictures on the labels. We sat together and mapped out a concept of the garden. We talked about the messages that we wanted the garden to convey; such as rays of colour coming out from the centre where Buddha presides. He sits in the centre of our garden and is surrounded by hundreds of smiling pansy faces. We wanted this happy picture to sprawl out into the rest of the garden.

We also wanted to plant bulbs that were comfortable in certain areas of the garden like daffodils under the deciduous maples. The planting took place at the perfect time of year and now as I gaze on to that landscape I can see the tiny green shoots bursting up through the earth. In spring my garden will be a mass of colour. It may not be the picture perfect vista created in my imagination but I am positive that I won’t be disappointed.

Today is akin to the garden bed and the dried up nuggetty bulbs I held in my hand a few weeks ago. Instead of bulbs in my hand, the seedlings are representative of flashes of insight and creativity a racing through my mind. These tiny pictures are based around my future demeanour, clothes, hair, shoes, wardrobe significant relationships, financial position, car, home and current and future projects. All of these strands of my tapestry will be woven into this canvas reflecting the interplay between ideas, imagination and creation.

How do I want to look and feel about my life? What can I control and what do I need to accept or even let go of? Will there be weeks in my garden? And how will they get there? I am positive that I wouldn’t plant them – now would I? One thing I am certain is that I envisage that this canvas will be healthy, vital, vibrant and enduring. Now it is up to you and your vision for the future. How does your garden grow?

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Happy Solstice

This morning I sauntered on to Yasmin Boland’s Facebook site and saw this quote – I liked it and wanted to share it with you immediately:

John Updike via Gabriel Gagner: "Any activity becomes creative when the doer cares about doing it right or better."

Yasmin in an inspirational teacher and astrologer, I am devoted to her columns on Yahoo (at: http://au.lifestyle.yahoo.com/horoscopes/) and of course in the Sunday Telegraph. I love the Cosmic Girl’s interpretation of the movement of the planets and how they influence our lives. You can catch up with Yasmin on her personal site: http://www.moonology.com/. Unbeknown to Yasmin she is a spiritual guide and a mentor of mine.

Today marks an important day in astrological and pagan celebrations. It is the ingress or movement of the Sun into Cancer. It is a moment where prophets can seek to predict the circumstances that will influence the next quarter of the year. The good news is that Venus the planet of love and wealth is in a prime position on the Ingress chat and she is in a cosy embrace with her fiery cohort, Mars and Mr. Grumble Bum, Saturn. My crystal ball says, a positive time financially where you will feel more bountiful and creative. And there will be more optimistic vibes surround all of us so the perfect time to review the Law of Attraction – absorb this philosophical mantra and design ways you can manifest this energy into your life.

I’ve woken early this morning to the melodic sound of the rain on the roof. It seems as though the grey moist clouds from yesterday have produced a cargo of watery magic. The early morning song of the currawong celebrating the rain is an enchanting reverie – giving a comforting feel and affirming that all is well in the world.

This morning I called upon Archangel Gabriel to guide me toward a healthy lifestyle. I faced the scales this morning after choosing to emerge from a state of ignorance is bliss. After my devoted effort of shedding many pounds of pain I’ve lapsed somewhat and broken all promises to myself straying off the track of vigilance to my goal of the perfect vision of me. Now it is time to get back to that foci and remind myself of the picture perfect Julia I’ve created in my mind. I’ve put some strategies in place to combat the battle fatigue (weight loss regime) and now with the implementation (and of course the Divine guidance and support). I’m aware that it will be a life long commitment and so I continue.

Yesterday was a wonderful blend of self care and domestic commitment. It started off with a facial and then coffee with my husband. We talked about our upcoming trip to Norfolk Island and that is was time that we booked our tickets. We got a great deal with http://www.oxleytravel.com.au/ – more on that adventure later.

Today the moon is in the communicative sign of the twins – Gemini. It is also the new lunar return phase for me. Yesterday I visited the site of Robert Ohotto at: http://astro.ohotto.com/ and cast a chart with brief interpretations. It was interesting to learn from another astrologer about some of the placements in my natal chart and how they’ve contributed to my personality and subsequent impact on my destiny. It’s a great site and I would recommend it to anyone especially if you are considering the self-discovery journey. I’ve signed up for some free Newsletters and daily Scorpio predictions – I hope you enjoy it too!

The rain is splashing down the walls of our home. It is very exciting and pleasing to hear. I’m delighted that I am awake to hear this sound while the warmth of my room tingles my body.

Enjoy this next fertile nurturing phase. It is the seeds of today that enhance the crop of the future. Today I am revising my Law of Attracion studies and will make sure that I plant the healthiest and most abundant seeds for the future. What about your seeds? How do you want your crop of the future to look/feel? Keep me posted.

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Everyone go ahha!

The 10/1 vibe suggests endings and beginnings today. Essentially it is a perfect day to bring projects and or situations to an end as we prepare for a new phase.

The Moon in Taurus offers a sensual feel to the day – good food, facials, nurturing and caring for the body. It’s a day of the ultimate ahhas! Sure domestic obligations are on the agenda but bring on the nurturing- that is what I say J

The sky is laden with grey spongy foam. Swatches of powder blue are poking through offering a little clarity to a misty moist morn. Rain is on the horizon (we hope). The bare limbs of the maple shrug – doesn’t matter to me I’m hibernating. The green shoots of the bulbs are gasping, pleading – yes bring it on – I crave that watery elixir from the heavens’. My garden rests in winter mode an yet the potential for spring has pushed through the dry and dusty soul. It’s wonderful to sit and watch the garden grow – taking time out from the intellectual responsibilities of societal expectations.

The morning spread portends a wise, deliberate balanced day of good fortunate and self-pampering. I think I’ll slide back under the purple cloud of my duvet and bask in the splendour of a languishing ahha!

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Up in the hair…

The last day of the working week is a number nine – a day of empowerment, conclusion and resolution. The Moon moves over ito predictable and sensual Taurus and great day for indulgence and planning for the future.

Last night I visited my favourite and most trusted creative hairdresser. She is divine! Her talent is astonishing and she mixes her skill set with an incredible intuitive. The package is complete with her ability to really listened to me – responding to my every whim.

I sat down in her chair and I said, okay I can’t afford a makeover but I want something different. A little of this and some more of that but not too much off this. I sat there in anticipation of the outcome and I was delighted – I skipped down the driveway and took my husband out to dinner.

I believe our hair do is very important to us. I know some say it is our “crowning glory” (but not when you have hair like mine). Unfortunately I’ve not been blessed with a great mane however what I do have I like it primped and nice – neat and presentable. I work hard at styling and trying to get the right look. I’ve curled it, cured it, fried it and coloured it layer upon layer. I like the softness and the statement. More especially I love the way it feels when it sits just right – what about you?

Peace and Hairy Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Personality tests

So, tell me why do they call it personality, “tests”? Does it mean we can fail? Oh! I’m sorry come back again later – you don’t have a personality – you are the one in one billion who has the personality of a rock. Or conversely, what was your address again we’ll send the guys in the white coats around.

This week I’ve been invited to take part in a couple of “personality tests”. Apparently some of my friends want to check out to see if I have scary traits or maybe they think that I have been faking it far too long and want to make sure that I am who I say I am? Now I am getting paranoid – I wonder if I should tick that box?

The day began with the Moon in enterprising Aries – look out you will get bowled over by the ram. There is a showing from Gaia in the morning spread – does that mean she is finally giving birth in the fertile landscape of my day? It is a No: 8 day – a day of accomplishment and balnce. The energy of the morning is humming along nicely with a constant thump thump beat. It’s Thursday already and just realising that fact gives me whiplash – where has this week gone?

As I said I’ve taken a couple of personality tests – just checking to see if I’ve still got one – a personality that is. The results were astounding – well no not really – the short (fee version) of the Myers Briggs (http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes2.asp) revealed that I am INFJ – counsellor, teacher and philosopher. See I told you that I was in the wrong vocation. Apparently, I am in good company with great mentors such as: Gandhi, Eleanor Roosevelt (no wonder she resonated with me and my perspective on life) Kant and Goethe. My ego was chuffed until I got down to Mel Gibson and I thought about recent media phopars – sorry Melvin L that is the J speaking out when I should be more introspective J

The other test was a Enneagram (http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/ ) which suggests that we fall into nine personality types. My result revealed that I am a Type: 2 Helper – go figure J

Have a happy day!

Peace and Love
Julia Ashton-Sayers – (aka: Helper-Counselor)

Fantasy Island

A day of commitment and responsibility routine and a cosmic litmus test on whether we are on track with our goals. It’s time to release the past emotional wounds and focus on the positive aspects of our lives – to let go of or continue to let go of the pain that surrounds our disappointments. Let it go!

The Moon is in assertive and fiery Aries. This is a perfect time to focus on goals and promises to ourselves – those internal resolutions that keep us moving forward. Bring out the checklist and tick them off one by one.

The Devil releases the shackles of our fears and The Fool strolls in with the raw sanguine step ready for a new phase. This moon phase reminds me that we must be faithful to our creativity and follow our own emotional stream to joy. The Lovers are balanced, poised to undertake the commitment of mutual respect and sharing.

The new week is underway and the first steps of concretising our vision for the days ahead have been taken. Plans, diary entries and the allocation of work are implemented. How shall we weaver our commitments into the fabric of this mid-winter’s day? I must be honest and admit that my thoughts are focused on Fantasy Island so very far way! Oups – have a wonderful day – anyway!

Love and Peace,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Tumble dryer

The Moon is in the sign of the mystics – Pisces. This dreamy sign floats us into the start of the working week. It’s a number four day – a good day to lay the foundations for the future.

Strength suggests sucking the courage to make a leap forward or is that a step to the right – perhaps a pelvic thrust might be more appropriate.

The Fool, erratic and full of unbridled enthusiasm rushes head long into a brilliant new week. What will it bring? Some wins and a few losses? Has it really come down to a game of chance? Or are we able to lay the framework for a safe and dignified into a new week?

Jupiter is halted in Aquarius before going retrograde. Does this mean a mass rethink of humanity at its best? I hope so! Jupiter is offering buoyancy to humanity and it is a delightful position encouraging all of us to think outside our own realm.

I suppose now that the big fella is about to go retrograde we can all begin to reflect on what it is to be a part of the world.

The World appears in my morning spread. This major Arcana card offers ripe opportunities. What was it I saw written on a sign: “There are no boundaries – only opportunities”. I like it – I like it a lot!

May was like living in a tumble dryer existence for me (and possibly most of you too!). June is shaping up to allow a strategic game plan for the future. In all seriousness we need to hunker down before the prevailing eclipse season is upon us. Yes, July the eclipse season begins with a round of Capricorn and Cancer in the front row. For now parley into the working week with a cruisey Neptunian haze or if you’re not happy about where you are then strap on the red shoes and click the heels while shouting loudly, “there’s no place like home!”

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Joni Mitchell - Shine on!

Dear Joni,

You are such an inspiration - keep on creating!

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Speaking of magical possibilities

I’ve had this Joni Mitchell obsession going on recently. It seems as though I’ve connected with her on some unconscious level. Our playground exists in a different dimension (well it has to because I’ve not even met her in this one!). I’ve grown up with Joni and her music – her loves and her observations of life. Of course in reality she doesn’t even know I exist but in this land of far off dreams we can communicate.

Our relationship has evolved over the years. Now, we are both grandmothers experience life from a very different perspective to the wide-eyed teenagers a few short decades ago. As teenagers were idealistic – Joni of course followed her muse to all outposts of her creative verve. She nurtured her muse and in return her must responded – loud and clear Me, on the other hand, wore the social masks of other people’s expectations – slid into society, played the game – picked up a little academia along the way and ended up working for the Daily Planet.

During this journey into normalcy I enjoyed secret visitation rites with my muse keeping her locked in diaries and journals and stored beneath my bed. In turn, my muse became frustrated from the subjugation of her oppressive regime and only spoke up in quiet corners and or in special visitations. I’m not saying that I am as creative as Joni as she is an amazing artist on many levels. We are however, both Scorpion women on a mission. We are passionate deep and sometimes unrelenting Goddesses of Metamorphosis we are ruled by the most unyielding of all oppressors, Pluto and our journey is an alchemical experience of pleasure and pain. We’ve lived a life of polar opposites and at the opposite end of the planet while experiencing mirrored realities in love, joy and the pursuit of self expression.

Perhaps she is my twin sister – courageous and true battling the rite to express her inner-voice with words of integrity or a paintbox of truth. Me, on the other hand sit along in my room and wish upon the same stars enjoying the view – only dreaming of the day when I can be as brave and true as Joni. Our paths have never crossed in the real world (as I’ve mentioned before) although I would like to think that one some level our souls have passed in a corridor of hope while venturing out onto a mystical runway or skipped together on the moons of Jupiter while waiting to return to earth. Simultaneously, dreaming of a far, far better place to nurture our essential strands of peace and love.

One day when we will return home and it seem like the mystics dream. The battles will be over and the war won for those who remain devoted to their spiritual evolution and personal truth. Visit Joni Mitchell’s site: http://www.jonimitchell.com/ you won’t be disappointed – it’s a magical playground and a testament to one woman’s must placed high upon a pedestal.

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Cosmic Dreamers Log - Star date June 14 2009

The Moon in Aquarius and the Sun is in Gemini. It is a number three day of communication, short journeys and relationships with siblings. Our mission Sydney is nearly complete. We have visited two key Gemini’s for birthday greeting and gift giving – completed one to one Mum instruction on scanning, saving photos and email attachments; loaded a remote access program with the capability to ensure future “mummy assistance” support; shopped; coffee-ed and made promises for the next visit. Today, we are off to another special little Gemini’s place to offer a birthday dream gift.

We ventured up the Congo line on Friday late after noon to reconnect with family. The mission has been successful so far. We have seen some of our children and their children and are making places for other family catch ups in the near future. After the trip is completed today we are back down the slithering snake highway like a conveyer belt toward home and prepare for another working week.

It seems as though I live my life in a constant state of alternate realities. In my day job I am a mild mannered reporter for the Daily Planet and then whoosh into a phone box transform into a super hero with tights and a red cape. In this representation I am off to rescue souls in distress and ease the pain of struggling spiritual pioneers.

It is a bit confusing while working at the Daily Planet as no one recognises me or is able to see what lurks beneath the business suits or dark glasses. Do you ever wonder about people who are absent in their demeanour. They are there but not – do you know what I mean? You see someone at work – they blend it – fit the profile but then you become curious about who they really are or what drives them or even excites them – do you know what I mean? You know that deep within that glazed over exterior pulses a real person. They can fool you alright as they sit alone, they eat alone at lunchtime, they walk the streets alone – they never speak up in meetings or argue with colleagues.

I often wonder if we overlook a potential super hero or passionate screen siren – we see right through the gems while being blustered by the braggarts and forceful few. Has anyone asked Ms. Quiet Socks in the corner for her point of view? Or don’t you think that her opinion counts? What if he/she was a brilliant psychic but you kept speaking over the top of her or cut her off – would you feel like a fool when she/he is talking to Oprah about the next great concept or vision. Do we constantly underestimate people? Or is out arrogance that prevents inclusivity? I don’t know however I am positive that most of us live in alternate realities – we do have a life outside the hallways of disillusionment.

I am content living between diverse realities. I oscillate between the dross of everyday life (boo hoo) and the unlimited frontiers of my imagination. If it were not for my incredible and magical imagination then my life at the Daily Planet would swallow up my enthusiasm to create a far, far better place – a place of dreams and magical possibilities.

Peace and Love,

Julia

Luddites

Quote: Luddite – “Any opponent of industrial change or innovation.” Collins Compact Dictionary page: 505

The Aquarian moon sprinkles a humanitarian feel to this Saturn-Day. It’s an 11/2 day – a day filled with the potential for a public/private profile. Ironic really as the grand plan for the day is to spend it snuggled under the duvet – I guess I have to rethink that and consider emerging from this warm bed eventually.

Yesterday was a frantic mixture of getting organised before sunrise, packing the car, arriving at work extremely early and starting my day before my colleagues and co-workers arrived. I enjoyed the peace and quiet and the opportunity to be organised for the short work day.

From this highly organised stand point the enthusiasm melted with the onset of my first meeting. The plan to set the tone of the day was to write an agenda on the board. This attempt of being prepared was met with disdain. How dare I write on the board? Why is that I had my crayons out first? And I have to say the day went down hill from there – should of stayed with the crayons!

As the morning progressed I kept fantasising about the archetypes my co-workers were representative of – what was the personification for negative past dwellers who maintain the rhetoric of a quarter of a century? It was like being in the room with a legion of Luddites trapped in a silage pit of, “I remember when?”

How does one cope with such a convoy of resistance – refusing to move ahead toward the potential of a strategic vision? Isn’t that what, ‘strategic’ means? Or does it mean, I don’t feel comfortable moving out of my zone of past experiences and I cannot therefore get on board with a concept that is innovative or inspirational? Or does it mean – that suggestion isn’t mine so it is worthy of consideration or discussion? I’m not sure but whatever it means, I don’t like it – actually I refute their lumbering labouring attitudes coated in the disrespect of refusal to acknowledge another person’s contribution or existence. What boils my blood even more is the blatant disrespect and rejection of my existence which is based purely on their assumption that I am not a credible person.

How long does it take to become credible in this environment? Is it 20 or 25 years? Or is it has a century perhaps? I’m uncertain of the benchmark and most days battling the negativity and bullying becomes too painful for my esteem which is dented beyond recognition – no wonder I loose my balance. On those days, I seem to loose sight of whom I am and why I was hired in the first place. ‘They’ espouse that, “we don’t know why you were hired in the first place”. And I must admit I too am confused. In retrospect, I was hired for a purpose – like it or not the luddites have to tolerate me – because I am not leaving the game until I choose to go!

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

I’m here anyway – so deal with it!

The Moon in Capricorn suggests a power surge in the career sector. It’s a number nice day – a day of empowerment and resolution. Death enters my spread by stealth – who invited him anyway! Now the wounds of fear and recrimination are gaping wide and I must apply the appropriate ointment.

The star shines brightly over a tortured landscape – for too long I’ve been the victim of my discontent – now it is time to shimmy for my own cause.

The Devil lurks off in the annals of my dissatisfaction; his feted breath pulsates in monotonous gasps grating on my nerves. Fear is the colour of bruised heart – blackened and reclusive behind the boulder of terror.

Hermes the Magician beckons me forth – do not be afraid you have more to give – it’s a new day.

I consider the struggle with my mind titled toward the evolving Ferris wheel in the cosmos. Jupiter spins the wheel and Mercury bellows a blast in a new direction. Take your place at table eight – you’ve earned it – you own it – you’re here anyway so they’ll have to deal with it!

I wince and say, but what about all of the nights of tormented grinding of gnashing teeth and lost sleep; the lost days of moping by the pool of poor me? The response echoes loud and clear. It’s their problem – not yours – don’t fight it – just lap it up and send it back with kisses and hugs – return to sender.

“When you’ve decided what you believe, what you feel must be done, have the courage to stand alone and be counted.” Eleanor Roosevelt

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Welcome earthlings…

The Universe is demanding that you step up and have the courage of your convictions today – have the fortitude to say what you need to say – or keep dribbling down your chin of regret.

The Hierophant or the wise old Pope is cautious and yet commanding – take it easy little one don’t get pushed around.

Justice reminds me that I must seize the day! The opportunity to run the gauntlet and say my piece - take advantage of the clarity of the current window – make haste – don’t delay another minute.

Mercury radiates a brilliant freshness today. There has been confusion or fairy floss inhabiting our minds of late. Intricate twisted fibres contorting our synapses have held us in custody within the deep recesses of blistering bewilderment. Today Mercury gives us a break and we can quarry forward – three cheers for Mercury – God of the Intellect!!!

Of course, all of this Mercury chatter makes me think about how much influence this planet has on our thinking processes. Fundamentally speaking our thoughts control our actions and so on… So, if our mind is confused and our thoughts are a blend of mush, bubble and squeak how does that impact on our behaviour? I great deal I would imagine?

I believe that we are electromagnetic beings – compiled of millions of tiny cells all pulsating in a particular direction. What direction – you may ask? Well the captain of the Mother Ship (our bodies) is the brain. And if the brain is reduced to something like a slinky on a hot day then oh my goodness we are lost in space.

So, today, the Mother shop should take off toward a new galaxy – a play of crystal clear consciousness. I only hope our destination it is a friendly planet. As we disembark the ship we should anticipate a warm welcome. Well, shouldn’t we?

Wherever you go in this vast wilderness – go in Peace Earthling. There is an incredible frontier just waiting for you!

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

The pash

The Moon portends emotional security wrapped in delicate tissue paper which only allows creativity to seep through and filter out into the Universe.

The Chariot carries my wants and desires while it speeds toward a terminus of change.

The Hermit is dutiful in the cobblestones of my existence – stepping carefully along the rutted road of broken promises and heartfelt declarations.

Prometheus begs for forgiveness on the tree of life – stoic in his pledge to martyr himself that we may inspire the downtrodden.

The World is my oyster – but what if I don’t like oysters? Can I pick the ripe fruit instead? The fruit brandishes boldly on the garland of hope – far more delectable I would think!

Venus steps forth and pashes Pluto slowly defrosting his icy glare. A pash with the greatest lover of the zodiac would melt anyone’s demeanor – surely? I consider the coupling of Venus, Goddess of love and the Dark master and propose that it’s a rare occurrence so join in and celebrate the glistening outfall of their embrace.

The Full Moon today is perfect to conclude any fears, prejudices and tainted beliefs surrounding philosophy and or religion. Love one another that’s all that counts. Skin color, race, gender there is no boundary to love.

Dance in the electric freedom of the lightning bolts of change – master the art of conscious creation and create a world of love, peace and happiness. We all deserve Nirvana not just a chosen few.

Release the bitterness of the past and live creatively from your dreams.

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

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An introduction to Julia's E-Journal June 2009

Hello and welcome,


HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,Enwrought with golden and silver light,The blue and the dim and the dark clothsOf night and light and the half light,I would spread the cloths under your feet:But I, being poor, have only my dreams;I have spread my dreams under your feet;Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
W.B. Yeats (1865–1939)"He Wishes For the Cloths of Heaven"from the Collected Works of W.B. Yeats

The published content of my journals is a desire to share a part of my story with the world. It is not an egotistic foray of one woman’s perspective rather an insight into the dialogue with my soul evolution.

Throughout history we have been fascinated with other’s people’s perceptions drinking in their view of the world. Anne Frank comes to mind immediately. Her imagination and recall of the one of the most horrific phases in humanity is legendary. In recent times we’ve been invited into the personal documentaries of modern day poets, singers and artistic performers. I’m not saying that my journals are as riveting or important in historical recording instead I suggest that perhaps one day one person will read these books and the chapters within will resonate with their journey.

I’ve written in a diary or journal as a young girl. I can recall that at 7 years of age I began to scribble down thoughts, words, observations and sometimes childish attempts at poetry. The diary was white and locked with a key. As I’ve grown the lock has been broken and now the entries are available for the entire world to read.

Since I’ve landed in this classroom of life I’ve had a sense that I am here in some capacity as an agent for change. Born under the sign of Scorpio supports the philosophy of transformation and with a strong Gemini Moon/Jupiter (ninth house of publishing) alignment recording these inner revelations has been an integral part of my journey.

I’ve been labeled a trail blazer, spiritual counselor, teacher and healer. While all these titles have brought a certain amount of satisfaction they don’t encompass all that I am – or want to be for that matter.

I am an emotional creator with a lofty adoration for visionary splendor. While writing I can leave my body to take in the view, transcending normality and the restrictions of fear. After the euphoric escapism I (sometimes) enter the darkness of an emotional cauldron battling my demons. It sort of sets up a love/hate relationship with my muse however, out of the darkness brings in the epiphany of my muse. She is fragile, bold, courageous and sometimes sad. She is my trusted confidante and my greatest teacher. These e-journals are some of the dialogues we’ve shared.

These words spoken to my soul spark the passion, sensuality, sensitivity, conflict and express the need for the ongoing desire for love, commitment to my muse. Through metaphor I am consistently inventing a new language of thought. These thoughts support the unraveling of multi-colored yarn preparing for the weaving of a new tapestry.

At times in my life I’ve felt as if I didn’t fit it – like I had landed on another planet without a guide book or interpretative code. Perhaps this feeling comes from the awareness that I have not found my niche – maybe that niche hasn’t been created.

What I do know is that I must nurture my heart and soul as this keeps my creativity alive. I must love what I do and feel what I do with all of my heart. This commitment is inherent in my daily ritual of conversing with my soul.

I need to explore the heights and depths of human evolution. My goal is to get through this life with a good heart and soul. I must ingest the data (experience and emotions) that surrounds me and imbue it into my personal alchemy. The pain and hurt of the injustices are revealed in my journals. This cathartic process reveals the rebounding from the tortured states of awareness, integrating these observations and a human attempt of rationalization.

My journals describe my own changes. I assume that you will be going through similar transformations. As I peel the layers of my soul experience and offer them to you to share I do so with love, respect and humanity. Enter into my internal dialogue if you choose.

Love, Peace, Harmony and Happiness,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

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Excuse me; your life is waiting- playtime…

The morning spread reveals creativity, inspiration and empowerment. It is a number five day – a day of changes. It’s Saturn-day – domestic duties and organising the home and projects therein. There have been some rumblings that a clearing out is high on the agenda – I’ve been deleting files/folders and removing duplicating from my hard drive – ridding my life of the unnecessary and clutter. I wonder – why is that we collect so much stuff and store it in on our hard drives – or even hold on to it in her hearts and souls – for that matter?

Over the past couple of days I’ve been undertaking a little study program. It is a workbook written by Lynn Grabhorn. The program is in, The Excuse me, your life is waiting playbook. The book suggests that there are 12 Tenets of Awakening. And I’ve decided to wake up! Currently I am up to Tenet Four: We giggle why we are here – basically Grabhorn believes that we have incarnated into, “the playground of the gods!” She goes on to suggest that we are here to further, “the soul’s growth.” This “playground” is a place to fulfil the diver programming requirements of multitudinous diverse souls. Actually, she suggests that our soul is like a, “computer chip, designed exclusively to bold data in the form of emotions and feelings. One aspect of this chapter I find interesting is that Grabhorn maintains that that we have this “gigantic memory bank of our being which retains all the happiness and paid that has been dealt with, and all that has not.” Hence, we set off on our life path with a vision to complete an, “almighty emotional treasure hunt”. I like that – don’t you – I am not having a bad day or year I’ve just pricked my emotional baggage with the pin from the ruby brooch. Sort of sheds a new light on things doesn’t it?

One of the key messages from yesterday was that Grabhorn states, “a small group of us, including you (that is me by the way), volunteered to be part of the ’somebody’s gotta-do-it’ group who are here to pave the way for all humankind to eventually become an individuated Self that shall be more – that’s right, more – than the Source from which it came. The human shall be a Self, a Creator, and a Source, all in one. It has never happened before. And, by the simple virtue of your involvement with this guidebook, you can be assured that you are one who volunteered to come and trail blaze a path for others to follow.

Wow! Can you imagine how exciting that feels? It is like I’ve always known this somewhere deep in my unconscious mind – why do I attract these lessons – why am I so curious – why do I constantly walk into walls and go – this is a lessons I’ve done before – what do I need to learn about this? So, here you are – reading the journal of a trail blazer! My lessons are your lessons – there are some big wallops coming your way – and the lessons are coming fast and furious – are you able to keep up?

At the moment I am facing, “issues”. “Issues” are negative energy. I’m on the owning and dumping run – getting rid of the low frequency energy. My goal (and yours too if you choose to accept it) is to arrive at a joyful state of being. I know I’m up for it – what about you?

I will keep you posted with my progress. I am sure that you will read about it my journal over the next few years. I will not reveal too much about the book as I suggest, if you are a trail blazer you will end up with a copy yourself. For now, I am reading, digesting, releasing and integrating the awareness created from studying these 12 Tenets. I have to admit though, that a lot of what Grabhorn has to say makes sense. And on that note, if you knew that an underlying strand of why you constantly struggle with regret or continually go around in momentous cycles would you want to unravel it and learn from it – weave it into a new pattern – I know I do!

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Respect yourself…

The Fool bursts from the cave – enough reflection and hanging about – let’s move on! I’ve been through all of the challenges life has to offer and now my aim is to start afresh – integrate the lessons into my backpack of experience and toddle down the road of dreams. It is time to move on rather than contemplate your navel at the rock of indecision and regret.

The Emperor demands respect. His rule is ruthless, unyielding and unrelenting. He is a formidable part of my psyche but a part that enforces a self respect and sold protective boundaries.

The Lovers – a balanced perspective – communication flows and the gentleness grows. Within the hearts of the broken ones we find the saddest tales of love and loss. Don’t fret beautiful one – well’ supply the healing elixir – remain calm and be gentle with yourself. Take care of you and see the time out you deserve.

Light showers have brought a mist of hope to the Capital. The dry scorched earth is gulping at the tiny droplets of hope. The green shoots of future crops peak through the earth and stretch toward the spring. These tiny tips represent the new crop or phase burgeoning with hope and optimism – hope supplies the impetus to burst through the oppressive clay and push us into a new day.

The sage words of Eleanor Roosevelt echo in my mind, “No one can make you feel inferior without your permission.” So why do we allow ourselves to be trampled by the disrespect of others? How can we enforce a self imprisonment on our souls we all we strive toward are to be free and create Nirvana?

The disillusionment of another week of discontent infects my soul. My body is wracked with regret and yet I know the lessons are not new or the venom has not been dripped down my gullet of self before today. Why do we crave the approval of others if we have learned time after time that we will never achieve this ticket to ride? Why is it that the sensitive ones must be cut the deepest? Isn’t there any justice in the world? I don’t know why and I am too exhausted to care!

Caring equals engagement – so I must disengage and not care – is that the answer? Step the betrayal of a tormented heart and care for myself – or just move on – disappointed and bruised. The lessons learned the light bulb is switched on – not only intellectually but physically too! The encouraging whisper of Eleanor once again reminds me that, “change means the unknown”. The dulcet tone of her spiritual voice calling me takes me from the sadness of the moment and my eyes lift toward a new horizon. I’m travelling light and the only baggage is the weight of my experiences – the layering of respect is my fashionistic collectables – like the Fool I look forward to a new time and place – see you there in the land of my dreams.

Love and Peace,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Go for Gold, Julia

Mars, Pluto and the Moon are making this a day to go for gold. There are a lot of assertive energies about today especially for Arians or Scorpions – like me! The energy of the 11/2 day affirms a public/private atmosphere – a time to make your mark on the world – go for gold and don’t hold back. The only regret in life is the things we didn’t do!

The subconscious driers respond in kind- Empress – marks the freshness of a new phase – Strength supports the suggestion to soothe the savage beast (aka: fear). The courage of my conviction is declared by The Emperor himself – Zeus insists that I take the assertive stance and make it to the summit before nightfall.

The skies have been buzzing with alignments this week and today the Bermuda triangle opens up – to boldly go where you’ve never been before – sounds exciting – well let’s talk about it tomorrow morning. It is time to go for gold – stretch out and move fearlessly out of my comfort zone – watch this space as this phase unfolds and reveals a new frontier.

Peace, Love and Courage,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

All you need is love…

The interplay between Venus, Neptune, Jupiter and Chiron today is nothing short of a “love fest”. These key planets of the day combine nicely with the Moon in Libra! The potential for healing is phenomenal and it is our mission to lap it up! The Sun in Gemini offers the avenue for communication and intellectual dedication to love. These expressions can come in the form of written, verbal and even non-verbal. The actual demonstration of love personified (doing unto others as you would like it) is the planetary possibility – noice!

This love fest and retro-hippie phase is a wonderful interlude for own own healing. If we’ve suffered through the last few weeks and feel a little “precious”, today is the perfect celestial remedy to soothe the bruises of contempt. Slather it on and heal your wounds – I’m feeling better already – aren’t you?

Strength appears in the morning spread to remind me to dig deep and find the inner guile to keep focused on my mission. The Fool is boisterous and ready to launch into a new chapter while the wise Hermit cautious – watch your bloody step for crikey sake. The Chariot offers two roads to Nirvana – which one will give you the ride of your life? The path of self love is the safest route – don’t you think? Heal yourself and all will be wonderful in your world – love is all you need!

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers

Revolution – now!

“Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds.” Albert Einstein

You say you want a revolution – I’ll have you know that today is a great day to plan a revolt, refrain and rejuvenate. The Moon is in “attention to detail” Virgo and all of her loveliness. This fine checking of habits and behaviours is perfect to do a revise and review of your life. Health and wellbeing feature high on this list along with the daily rituals of routines and conduct especially in your workplace. Are you being the best person you can be? Or are you slouching off and shrugging at the too hard basket? Now is a good opportunity to get back on track or get back to where you once belong!

Resolutions to oneself are the first step toward credibility. How can we make commitments to others if we continually break promises to ourselves? Of course we are all human and this promise breaking routine happens all the time but we can also re-evaluate and get back to our personal goals.

Today is the first day of winter here in Oz. The northern hemisphere is defrosting while Down Under we are scanning the mountain tops for a hint of snow. Rugging up against the winter chills with scarves and hats is the priority.

The agenda reads that it is full tilt back into the workplace; a new week to discover new facets of my being with new lessons to learn no doubt – all in the name of spiritual growth.

This week Venus and Jupiter snuggle in a warm embrace – this aspect has profound healing potential. The chaos of the past few weeks has subsided now that Mars has moved from Aries into Taurus – “sigh”. Mercury is direct and a new month begins. Life is good in Australia right now – we are even keeping a low profile on the, shall we say it – recession. People have been stimulated and so has the economy – great!

The competition for the best new talent in Britain is over. The inspirational Goddess Susan Boyle has come in second to a group of young dancers. While this may have been the fate of the competition I think that in a lot of people’s minds she is a winner many times over. My question is, why do the media always paint such inspirational people in a negative colour? What are they (journalists) afraid of? Is it written somewhere that we must run someone down every time we tap a key on a computer – why can’t we say something positive? I don’t get it! Maybe that is why Einstein was regarded as a genius – he got it in spades!

Enjoy your revolution! Or should I say let’s revolt against the negative media messages and send the positive words of love and inspiration! I wonder what will happen then. Let’s try! So Be It!

Peace and Love and Loads of Inspiration!
Julia Ashton-Sayers

Warm winter chills and spills

It’s June 2009 and winter has arrived. Roger and I planted a load of bulbs before we headed on holidays in April. We went to my brother’s place in Nelson Bay and had a blast. Now we can sit at the window with our faces pressed against the glass and watch the little green shoots struggle toward the winter sun - brave little critters!

I know I've mentioned before that Roger and I have joined a Circle of Manifestation – making friends with like-minded people in Canberra. We are currently manifesting the life we’ve always dreamed.

Moonhawk's column highlights the importance of wellbeing. It gives you a step by step approach to caring for yourself without going over the top. Take a peak and look at some of the nurturing and positive ways you can bring about good health. It is winter here in OZ so we need to prevent cabin fever. Let me know what you think J

Jar of Jems is up there for you to read – keeping up with the ongoing cyber friendship of two women thousands of miles apart. Jems is a trusted confidante and I invite you to share in our journey through this medium.

Harlequin's Haven is revealing with the investigating into the Full Moon and New Moon cycles for mid-year.

The Green Back will take you on another adventure. This chapter covers the research trip out to Burrendong – uniquely express from the warped zippers of this outspoken companion. Enjoy!

A new addition to the Ezine is, Julia’s Journal. This is a page that is updated each week (or when I feel like it). Julia’s Journal is the result of my early morning musings. I’ve also archived previous Journal entries for you to catch up on. This month I will publish them in an Ebook format for you to download when you feel the need to read. While you may not be that interested in my daily thoughts the ritual of journal writing is a great foundation to your own writing life. My motivation is to inspire you to become all that you dream to be!

Dream the dream and don’t give up!

Warm winter thoughts,

Peace and Love,

Julia
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