9:54 PM 4/15/2018 So here we go again. It’s been two weeks without a blog entry, and bigger things happened than last time. I just got done having dinner with a woman I haven’t seen since 1991. It’s so strange to think of the people I knew back then as being still alive.
On Monday the 2nd I did make notes that I was pretty paralyzed in the morning, and I didn’t really get going until after the Moon sextiled Mars and Saturn in the morning. I did feel the transit. I made notes that I got busy and “lost awareness” until after the Moon inconjuncted Mercury in the afternoon. But I don’t remember anything else after that. This is the most disruptive break in my blog. Before now I’ve been able to reconstruct lost days but now I feel so different that I can’t go back.
I’m trying to remember what day I worked downtown, because I had Friday off for C2E2. I suppose I could check my bank account to see what day I ate at the cafeteria down there.
10:04 PM 4/15/2018 So it was Thursday I was down there.
Tuesday I played MTG at Grognard Games with Jay. The Moon sextiled Pluto and conjuncted Jupiter that day, giving me a kingly mastery of the collective energies. I got a lot of good other-planar insights while I was playing that evening and Jay urged me to express them so it was a new kind of openness about my experiences. The Moon inconjuncted Uranus right after the place closed. It was validated by the unexpectedly powerful sense of doing “actual magic” in the midst of the card game.
Wednesday the 4th I was gearing up for C2E2, clearing the decks. But I don’t remember much about the Moon inconjuncting Venus and trining Mercury.
Thursday I was downtown. My long weekend had begun. Moon squaring Neptune in the morning was an auspicious beginning although I must admit I was feeling that C2E2 was becoming a bit familiar. The emphasis has shifted from the novelty of seeing entertainers to a more interior experience. The square was also validated in the sense of overcrowding on my schedule, with a ritual to attend Friday night and circle on Sunday.
I got to work as the Moon trined the Sun and the day went very smoothly as I tied up loose ends from the chaos of the week before and felt back in control from the overwhelming workload of March.
Friday the Moon trined Uranus in the morning. Shortly afterward I got on the train and there was a woman with a C2E2 ticket hanging around her neck. She was wearing a mysterious black mask that made her look evil. When we got on the train she sat directly across from me and a crazy homeless man standing next to us started belting out “Bad Company” at the top of his lungs. I got up and moved immmediately. He went on to sing “Do you feel like I do” by Peter Frampton and rant about receiving justice against his enemies. All of it an unexpected chaos validating the transit and preparing me for a magical weekend.
The Moon sextiled Chiron later that morning and I felt really great to be back at old, familiar C2E2, handling all the details although there was another unexpected bump in the road in that the White Castle I always go to. It had been remodeled and was much larger, but the service was no faster so the wait was longer. Still, time goes by and things go better. I was smooth as glass all weekend, having a great time in the familiar surroundings. My convention magic has worked perfectly, and is only going to get deeper.
The Moon entered Capricorn and this lent its flavor to the whole weekend. Although I was very glad to be there there was also a very “businesslike” tone to the whole thing. It was not very emotional. It was what I expected. The “magic” has worn off of entertainment for me and I was able to get the telepathic information I wanted “straight”, without sentimentality. I was very glad to measure the progress I’ve made since last year.
Saturday the 7th I had a very spectacular validation of several Saturn transits. I woke up early and was well in time to make it back to McCormick place but I lost my car keys. Three people from my past contacted me via Facebook and I sat looking at three chat windows with extraordinary significance, moving through psychic chaos. The three windows represented the alignment of my three angels. I looked for my keys for an hour, knowing that this was an “arranged” ordeal from a higher power and I had a lesson to learn. I searched and tried to use my intuition. Then finally I went downstairs and did a deeper meditation, and only then did I turn around to find my keys in a bowl on one of the tables in the dining room. I had left my keys (and my keys alone) downstairs the night before and someone had put them in the bowl. This was after the Moon trined Venus and conjuncted Saturn, and Venus trined Saturn. It was a kind of practical alignment of expectations about the day, and a psychic communication from a higher plane.
The Moon conjuncted Venus that afternoon as I saw some great acts on the main stage. I felt very tired and dozed off on a bench in the gallery on the second floor, not worrying at all about missing anything, knowing I was merging my dream life with the spectacle of the entertainment world. I was feeling positively cozy.
This also built on the momentum of the Venus/Saturn transits that morning.
As the Moon sextiled Neptune that evening I was on my way to an extremely powerful ritual which validated the true magic I’ve been able to do with my entertainment activities.
Sunday the Moon was sextiling Jupiter in the morning and I felt great, having made it through the exhausting weekend. I got everything I wanted during the day. I experienced fantastic feelings and identifications. I had to tear myself away from the R.L. Stine panel in the evening to get to John’s circle, but unexpectely as the Moon was squaring Uranus that evening, once I got home I fell asleep and missed it.
I woke up on the morning of the 9th feeling deeply magical, having had one of the best times of my life, and I went to King Spa. The only transit during the day was the Moon sextiling Mercury, but it was certainly validated in the sense of total success I was having, especially with deciphering certain magical pressures I’ve felt associated with the sign of Virgo since I discovered King Spa over a year ago. Furthermore I was very excited that there was a special going on and I’d be able to return on Wednesday, virtually extending my weekend.
Tuesday there were no transits during the day. I played MTG again in the evening with Jay, this time at Gamer’s World in Woodfield Mall. I got a lot of channeling done, and perceived his subtle bodies much more clearly. I felt very at home and it was a nice “collapsing of wave forms”, merging true channeling with the sentimental-astral creations of all the years I spent doing laps there with my iPod. The Moon squaring Jupiter was validated by the sense of rulership I felt at completing a full evening of MTG success, feeling like actual magic was merging with the game.
Wednesday morning the Moon inconjuncted Jupiter in the morning and I felt as though I’d finally come back to life. I had a new story running in my head about a character named Carl, a writer for a big sci-fantasy show. The Moon sextiling Uranus in the late morning was validated when I unexpectedly had to get on a big conference call about a supposedly bad error which then turned out to be something that had been dealt with during the audit a couple of weeks before. So it was a false alarm, but the big, unexpected scare validated the transit, and I did learn something from it about the energy of my work environment.
The Moon entered Pisces in the afternoon and it was very validated by the amazing experience I had at King Spa that night. I know I’m going to go very often for the rest of the year and it is going to produce spectacular results.
Thursday morning the Moon sextiled Saturn and I was indeed late for work as I had slept through my alarm and woke up an hour late, so the transit was validated.
And now I’m very caught up so I suddenly feel like going to bed and finish the last few days tomorrow.