The Buffy Diaries 4-15-2017

7:14 AM 4/15/2017  I woke up just two or three minutes after Venus went direct, which was nice.  True, it was around the time I usually get up for work, but I still think I felt the influence because I don’t always do that.  I was a little confused because I thought it was a workday and I was worried that my alarms hadn’t gone off. 

The strong Neptune aspect is approaching, I’ll actually be meditating at Tracie’s when it happens, but I feel the pressure.  I can feel a kind of integration of two aspects of myself I’ve struggled with for so long, my magical self and my workaday self.  This was precipitated by that mistake of mine that got uncovered Thursday.  It’s going to be a busy day but I’ll write more about it tonight.

12:57 PM 4/15/2017 Meditation was good and then I went to see Sharyl.  I went to the same place with her that I went weeks ago, the day I was looking at runes and the Buffy episode was about the Bringers of the First Evil.  Entertainment is giving me a better sense of the passage of time than my actual life. 

5:04 PM 4/15/2017 Speaking of the passage of time, I found Willy Wonka at the Music Box Theatre to be a beautiful experiences.  This is the second or third time I’ve been and it just gets better.  After seeing all kinds of lights at the Siria Family channeling this morning it was great to wave my fluorescent light stick with the rest of the crowd as they passed through the insane river tunnel on the Wonkatania.  I tried to remember the feelings I had as a child seeing those scenes.  I particularly felt the ghosts of Gene Wilder and Gilda Radner afterward.  What an amazing thing, to make such powerful entertainment.  I’m getting a more “grounded” picture of the souls of entertainers and their role in the cosmic government.

9:07 PM 4/15/2017 I’m disappointed because I wanted to go run but I fell asleep instead.  But tonight is a very magical night anyway.  Some renegotiatiion is taking place.  This is not the world I thought it was.  I saw “Willy Wonka” and I was inspired to try to write about entertainment again, to possibly make a website devoted to my favorite movies, etc.  Underlying that impulse, however, is a deep confusion about what it would mean.  It’s the same dark confusion that makes me wonder what relationships in general are, especially my relationships with other magical people.  It’s a darkness I can see the outline of, like a clearly defined shadow. I remember certain days when it has felt the strongest.  ***

9:58 PM 4/15/2017 I’m having a very magical experience tonight, and I want to cooperate.

11:18 PM 4/15/2017 I’m going to post this, even though it’s incomplete.  The Moon sextiled Jupiter while I was on the way home from “Willy Wonka”.  I was feeling very in tune with the cosmos.  I saw the spirits of Gene Wilder and Gilda Radner, and I felt reassured that there is order to the afterlife, that some souls do have agreements to be public figures and it isn’t all just chaos and stupidity and death and lies.  I think I’m supposed to understand this “orderly” sense of the afterlife as related to the functioning of the sphere of Jupiter itself.  When I wrote earlier that “I want to cooperate”, I was referring to a palpable sense of spirit presence that I could feel.  I was getting a lot of images of different situations I’m involved in, and it felt as though they were all merging.  I’m very happy to be moving forward, the presence of my guiding spirits is much clearer than ever before.  My head hurts slightly when I try to relay all the information I feel I’m getting on a subtle plane. 

I didn’t get to watch Buffy today, but there were two synchronicities – J.M. Straczynski made a joke about Willy Wonka, and I retweeted it, and today was the first time I wore a shirt I bought years ago but was never thin enough to wear. It as a big King of Spades on it.  When I got done with my mediation group this morning, driving home just after the Neptune aspect, I saw a kid on a bicycle wearing a t-shirt with an Ace of Spades on it.  I thought it had significance and then at the CTA station on my way home from Willly Wonka I sat next to a woman with pictures of bicycles all over her shirt. 

As I walked away from the theater another fan passed me raving about how much he loved that movie.  We talked for a bit and I told him I’d see him next year.  I really felt like a part of something.  Thanks, Gene.

The energy is coming from “outside my world” now.  I wish I could just express it.  But I feel I’m going to get some answers while I sleep. It’s been a great day.