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That the Blind May See

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I mentioned previously that I do listen to Twin Flame readings on YouTube. That is, on top of my specific readings with my own Destiny Adviser. Sometimes, they resonate with me; sometimes they don’t.

In my own readings, they’re almost always positive, telling me that union will come to fruition. In the general readings, there seem to be a bit more obstacles, either he still needs to do some healing, still is confused on what course of action to take, or is still bound to his karmic relationship.

I have no idea which to believe in more.

I woke up crying again. I seem to do that a lot these days. It’s a mixture of longing, overwhelming love, and frustration, I guess.

If he is indeed my twin, does he feel what I’m going through? Or am I mirroring him and it’s him that’s really going through all that?

In a couple of days, my birth month is going to be ushered in.  I’m going to have a party for a few friends and family, but on the day itself, or even in the days to come, I HAVE NO PLANS. The best I can come up with is “Forth, Eorlingas!” which has become my battle cry as of late.

Should I open my heart to someone new? That’s looking way into the future. I think the better question is, should I put I start putting myself out there already? Should I go back to my hedonistic ways and start engaging in casual sex again while my body still isn’t old and wrinkled?

I really don’t know.  I’m just going with the flow, tired and exhausted from asking the Universe what my heart truly desires. I suppose nearly ten years of asking is enough. Even Job from the Bible got a break earlier than that. So after telling me that all I have to do is ask and the Universe will deliver, after telling me to be specific with my preferences because the Universe can be a tricky dealer, after telling me to be patient because “if it’s not there yet, it’s on its way”, after doing everything conceivably possible in 3D — high magick, novenas, pilgrimages, soul contract amendments, retrieving soul fragments, petitioning the Karmic Board, included — short of stalking my twin, I think I’m done. Expecting, anyway. The Hope will always be there, as I live and breathe.

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Finally, With the Stars

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He was the coolest astrologer I’d ever known.  Bespectacled, his black mane drawn in a ponytail behind his head, nicotine-stained teeth from smoking too many Camels, leather boots, and armed with a charming British accent, Henry Palacios stood behind a small almost inconspicuous booth at the lower ground floor of Megamall, ready to tell you what the stars had in store for you.

The booth had just opened, and my friend Amelyn and I walked over curiously to ask what it was all about.  That was the first of many visits.  And soon after, our friends flocked to Henry as well, and we were also introduced to the other oddballs that hung out with him — clairvoyants, psychics, sorcerers, wizards and warlocks in their own right.  Even when Henry was manning the booth alone, we were always in for tales of his adventures – whether it was getting lost in Salamanca, Spain, drunken partying at some other part of the world, or even cautionary tales about how having a Mars in Aries could get one into trouble.

Decades later, the booth had closed down and Henry became more prominent, guesting at the biggest networks during auspicious times of the year.  I had gone on to law school and become a lawyer, while Amelyn became a respected broadcaster.

Two days ago, Henry got called to be with the stars.  It happened suddenly, at the tender age of 53.  His brother was recounting their last conversation the night he had a heart attack.  Henry was bemusing about how he was going to grow old alone as he had never married, and was wondering what was going to become of him since he hadn’t gotten together with “the one who got away.”

Maybe the stars heard him.  Maybe the Karmic Board was compassionate enough to give him leave to come home.  After all, Henry has helped countless people during their journey in this lifetime.  Mission accomplished.

Now, it’s time for him to rest and be with the stars he loved so much. Thank you, Henry, for your lifetime of service.

Henry Palacios

Rise of the Phoenix

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That’s yesterday’s Astronomy Picture of the Day (APOD) courtesy of NASA.  It’s edited to highlight the figure and some folks at Reddit suspect that the original unedited pic would look like this:

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Still and all, it gave me quite a different vibe upon chancing upon it.  I felt like it was a code, a sign, a message from our kin way up there in the stars.  The fact that this display of Northern Lights encompassed several constellations, including Pleiades and Orion, makes me even more certain of it. I still don’t know what the message is, but I can feel that it’s positive.

Actually, before chancing upon this picture, I had quite a vivid dream the night before.  I was in a very high place, somewhere white, and there was an escalator before me that I had to get on.  Getting down was steep and long and it reminded me of this:

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But I went on it anyway, even though I found it quite boring. It was a single strip of escalator, and I could vividly see the black plates that brought me down.  All of a sudden, it gained speed, and I could see the rest of the escalator stretch out before me.  I was moving on it faster and faster, and then, in “down the rabbit hole fashion”, the escalator suddenly sloped like a roller coaster and since it was going down fast, I was quite enjoying myself on it, thinking (to myself, in my dream) that once it was over, I’d go on it again, even if the climb was steep. (Well, I didn’t actually know in my dream whether or not it was going to be a climb or there was a lift to take me to the top again.  I simply assumed, again, in my dream, that it was easy to get back to the top to repeat the entire experience.)

That’s the first part of my dream.

The second part, although seemingly a continuation, I will discuss separately because it has two meanings.

Anyway, when I got down, I realized that I had just smooshed my Iphone. It wasn’t shattered into pieces, just “smooshed”, like a big fat giant had sat on it.  Actually, I was the one that had sat on it since I was riding the escalator like a child sliding down the banister of stairs, but I didn’t see that part happen in my dream.  I just knew that that’s how it happened.

I was checking out my phone to see if I could revive it, and after a few minutes of worrying and panicking, the smooshed phone popped back into its original form.  Okay, problem solved.

Then, I woke up.

I took heed of the dream.  Felt that my Intuition was telling me “Don’t forget your phone”, “pay attention to your phone” and that I had to watch out for my phone.  After a bit of googling and checking out messages in the morning, I made sure to charge it a bit so that it would be tip top shape as far as the battery was concerned.

Long story short, in the morning rush trying to get out the door to do the day’s business — I FORGOT MY PHONE. Sheesh.  This is certainly one of those times when I have to thank my Intuition for reminding me and, yet, kick myself for being so human and forgetting the reminder. Kind of makes me wish that Intuition had an opt-in “second alert” like Google Calendar, you know.

As for the first part of my dream, I couldn’t decipher it at first.  Those dream dictionaries were telling me conflicting things.  Some say that dreaming of an escalator was auspicious and that things would be on the up and up, especially when it came to my romantic life.  Then again, there’d be a proviso saying quite the opposite in those cases where one was riding an escalator that was going down.

I couldn’t quite reconcile that with the ecstatic feeling I had in my dream despite the fact that it was travelling down.  Then, it kind of dawned on me that I needed to look at the bigger picture of this dream.  So here’s the analysis I eventually settled into:

The escalator signifies my starseed journey into being human.  For a very long time — and I’m talking lifetimes here — I went through the experience.  Rather humdrum but something I had to live through.  And now that I’m nearing the end of my human journey, remembering what I have to, nearing reunion with my Twin Soul, it’s going to be quite enjoyable from here on out.   So much so that despite the sluggish beginnings through several floors of the escalator, the part when it becomes a thrilling roller coaster ride would be something I’d want to go through again.  That’s why I was going “down”.  It didn’t mean a descent to something decrepit (although the human condition can be so at times), but just that there was nowhere to go but down, especially if you’re coming from “up there”.

The phone part of my dream has an alternate meaning too.  Phone = contact. Broken phone means that I lost contact with those who put me on the escalator in the first place.  But, as in real life when I’ve just rekindled my connection with my galactic ancestors, I got my “transmitter” working again.  Yeahhhh, baby.  E.T. is finally phoning home!

Wait, that’s not all.  After I finished my earthly duties (a.k.a. deadlines at work), I still got flooded with signs confirming all of the above.

I was driving home in a semi-dazed, empty state. Not particularly agitated, belligerent, or anxious, but, you know, the kind where you’re empty but aware.  Then there was this vehicle in front of me with these big letters espousing the company motto that said, “We’re changing lives.”  And the make of the car?  HILUX.  High Lux.  Bright Lights.  Big influx of light.

My antenna went up.  Maybe this was just a fluke?  Next car I see, again, another Hi-Lux.  As if they were that common.  Next one that catches my eye has the words “New Era” on it.  And the next one is an Innova.  And the next one says, “Novaliches” which means New City.

 

Message received.  Loud and clear.  The new influx of energies will be crucial in building a new paradigm for humanity.  And this is what I have to anchor next or what I am currently anchoring.  No wonder I’ve been restless the past couple of days, on edge, nervous but not anxious.  Maybe my circuitry was being upgraded to anchor in the new energies or the energy was just high frequency and that was the effect of imbibing it.

I decide to check Vanessa Lamorte’s YouTube channel to see if there have been any transmissions.  She’s an intergalactic shaman, if you don’t know her.  And, again, this confirms my hunch.  She posted a brand new video: Cosmic Frequency Update: Light Language Transmission for Clarity & Purification that pretty much confirms the messages I’d been getting the entire day.

I watched the video and as soon as the light language channeling from the Lyran, Syrian and Arcturian Council came through, I could see in my mind’s eye the illuminated codes actually going into my heart space and planting themselves there.  I found it kind of disconcerting because it was all so clear.  Like watching it on HDR, and the codes contained symbols I couldn’t understand.  I’m not worried though.  The human in me may not be able to translate it, but I have no doubt that the Starseed in me got what I was supposed to get.

Wait.  There’s more.  I just realized that the OST I had been listening to all day long (also something I had just come across today when looking for focus music while working), is from “Ori and the Blind Forest”.  Orion.  One of the constellations over which the Phoenix (above) formed. Which also brought me to that song by Prince — Arms of Orion.  Take a look at the lyrics:

Orion’s arms are wide enough
To hold us both together
Although we’re worlds apart
I’d cross the stars for you

“In the heart of a sleepless moon”
“I’ll be with you forever”
“This is my destiny”
“‘Till my life is through”

[Chorus]
The arms of Orion that’s where I want to be
Since you’ve been gone
I’ve been searching for a lover
In the Sea of Tranquility
I’m drowning without you here, my dear

When I am lost and feeling alone
I just look to heaven
I find my comfort there
God only knows where you are to night

“God only knows where you are to night”
“Maybe time will tell me”
“‘Till then I’ll close my eyes and say a prayer for you”
(I’ll say a prayer for you too)

[Chorus]

Orion’s heart is bright enough
To shine on both of us
The constellations never fail
To light the way for love

‘Orion’s arms are wide enough’
To hold us both together
“Although we’re worlds apart”
(‘I’d cross the stars for you’)
“I’d cross the stars for you”

Okay.  I think I’d better stop now.  This is getting creepy and I’m getting overwhelmed with messages. I’m kind of scared to sleep now because I might get something in my dreams.  I know I shouldn’t be scared, but the synchronicity of it all is weirding me out. I won’t even begin to tell you how many words I misspelled today.  Yes, me, the consummate grammar and spelling nazi.

Something is going on and it’s telling me to focus on it. Oh, boy.