I started tracking the March 6th, 2019 Uranus transition into Taurus in 2013 when my astrologer, Deborah O'Conner, began talking about the Uranus Opposition I would experience and what I could expect in the coming years. She understood how I would likely be affected by the start of the opposition’s energy. Her messages caught my attention when life brought her predictions into opportunities for growth and change in the mundane. Her predictions have rippled across my life with an accuracy only a master could comprehend and deliver in an understandable and effective way in order for me to grasp the process and begin to learn, not from a book, but personal encounters. Death followed me as a steady companion for years.
Yesterday, the 6th, I wept the kind of tears that come in waves throughout the entirety of my therapy session. Fat thick tears from the catharsis of letting go to embrace the coming changes with my whole heart.
Astrology has always fascinated me and seemed too complex to understand. I had also noted clusters of couples come into therapy with communication issues during Mercury Retrograde season -- the practical side of the mystical was being delivered to me without having to search for it. Couples who were seemingly doing well and progressing were back on a topic, issue or behavior that we had previously addressed and transitioned from. Tempers would flare when Mars stood in a challenging position and love would flourish when Venus was aspected in a positive and charming light. Help us all when She (Venus) goes retrograde, as that is an opening that exposes the raw nerves in relationship. It came to the point I could predict the weeks I would need more space in my schedule for emergent sessions.
On the periphery, I tempted fate and a cosmic wave took over my life. In desperation, I learned to read the signs while meeting the Gods and Goddess that rule our energetic skies personally and intimately – at times passionately and lustfully.
Jung became my teacher and guide. I held onto The Red Book fiercely, tearing open my heart space and mind -- knowing this master would come to me. I knew in my bones Jung would guide and teach me. No matter where I flipped open the book, he had wisdom and a teaching relevant to the in the moment challenges I faced. His journeys and travels. The meetings with those beings that challenged his way of thinking also came to me in the landscape of my own making. The esoteric mapping was destined to occur whether I was a willing participant or not. I have had awakenings every 9 or so years in my life. Massive transitions between this passionate expression or that. This vibrant radiant health or that health crisis. The awakening I experienced in 2009 was the one I finally said -- there is no more denying who or what I am. I marked the right side of my body with vines, forget-me-nots, lotus buds and a dragonfly on my hip opening myself to the teachings of past lives ready to emerge. Knowing, there was no turning back this time. I needed to remember. I recited Rumi's The Guesthouse, posted it on my refrigerator and meditated inviting the realms to sweep me clear of what was holding me back.
No more dipping my toe in the proverbial waters.
I would either sink or swim.
Be struck by lightning or become it.
I committed myself to understanding life and observing behavior intimately in a way I couldn’t comprehend when I was in it and delivers new levels of understanding with each turn of the wheel. I thirsted for a taste of something real. Something beyond this physical construct. I wanted to know the deepest calling of my Soul.
When the skies began to dance with me personally, the cosmic code opened and I began integrating energies too complex for my human mind to comprehend. Ravenously hungry for knowledge, I dug deeper and deeper blinding myself in order to See. I journeyed to the depths as Mole, accepting the task of feeling and sensing my way through to the Other side. It is true when one is swept up by a fated opportunity, we choose how to surf the wave. Deborah O'Conner had gifted me a doorway into another language and understanding. A way of Being fully present in the Universe beyond this Earthly existence and yet, seeking the nourishment of Her -- Mother Earth -- physicality and the full expanse of LIFE!
The lightning God Uranus and I have been courting and tempting fate for years. He, a fierce teacher and one that comes in to crash through our lives, awaken what is holding us in chains and gifting phenomenal and revolutionary opportunity to embrace his lessons knowing, through the challenges and dark caverns we journey our Souls are being resurrected to return home. Today, he and I walk hand-in-hand. Today, is the first day we ALL transition with him and the revelations churning in the deepest dwellings for a generational upheaval, priority shift and beautifully delicious -- CHANGE!
This week has been a challenging one of growth as I have embraced the complicated energies over the 26 hour period Mercury went retrograde in Pisces on March 5th, while on the 6th the Dark Moon in Pisces blessed us with her mystery and Uranus transitioned into Taurus where he will deliver opportunities for growth on the physical plane. A global catharsis to align our human consciousness to understand the vital necessity to care for our bodies and Mother Earth. It is so needed, as so many of us -- my sisters and brothers -- have been burning through fierce karmic lessons far longer than tolerable while Uranus was in Aries and Chiron was in Pisces.
It is my understanding many more spiritual Seekers will seek a pathway to heightened levels of consciousness through a deep reverence and devotion to the Self and responsibly caring for our physical/human lives: bodies, finances, investments, relationships, children, homes, the land, etc. It is the change and shift so needed as we have torn through many shields and blocks causing injury to our mundane lives. (Haven't we burned through enough karmic lessons over the past 7 years? I certainly have!) It is what the Goddess teaches and asks of her Priestesses and was required when we lived as beloved Oracles, Shamans and Medicine Women. That is why we were deeply cared for by the communities we served. Womb-man has been devoured in a toxic understanding of the genders and where our power lies. It is essential to our health, to nurture ourselves spiritually and that, my Loves, is the secret to an entirely free inner world. When we require no one or no thing to fill us but are Self contained, sovereignty will emerge, no longer a belief or theory, something to reach for or attain, but a feeling from deep within.
Just for today, I challenge you to choose to honor yourself. Choose to walk the path of Self respect and nourishment. Choose to turn inward and trust the small voice behind the doorway of chaos we call life. Choose one small thing to be or do for you each day. You, that inner divine being of light.
Know, when we enter the doorway, there is no turning back. It is, as is written in the Bible, in Genesis regarding the tree of knowledge of good and evil. Whether the metaphor an apple, a door or an invitation to walk on the edge of space and time, there is always a personal choice to listen for and hear Her voice. It is the voice of our programing. The construct of our DNA before the choices were made to mold and shape us in ways to deform and cloud us from each our own destiny.
What was your Soul born here to learn, release or... become?
Who, were your incarnated to Be?
Blessings and Rainbows of Love, Sisters,
of pearls and bone
by: Jessica Ruth Allen
Soul expressions of a fiercely feminine warrior nurturing inner harmony.