For years I’ve been able to do intuitive readings for people.  Many have suggested that I put up a website and try to make some money.  I always wondered what my web presence should be.  I didn’t want to get sucked into the competitive shallowness with Doreen Virtue and Sylvia Browne.  I wanted to do something real, but I just don’t want to “be” anything in the websphere.

However, I’ve been reading Shaman Durek’s Spirit Hacking and after years of being unable to grasp the concept, he has clued me in on “self-love”.  I’m finally able to practice it in the last 48 hours, because I read his book.  This is a similar breakthrough for me to the time eight years ago I read A Course in Miracles and was finally able to “get” self-forgiveness.  I still use it all the time.  Now, on day two of my adventure of self-love, I have decided to focus on nothing else for at least ten days, climaxing with my return trip to the Art Institute.  We’ll see at the end of this time if a continuous practice of self-love has accomplished anything in my life.

Last night at John’s circle I was trying to experience self-love while sharing with the group.  It was difficult. I could feel it present in me, but it’s as though the water-tap is stuck in the off position.  Once I get it going I expect it to flow freely, and to solve my problem of how to present myself on the web.

This morning I had an amazing dream.  I was playing a song on my iPhone but it wound up on a soundsystem in a cabinet right beside me.  I looked out through a door and saw Princess Leia.  As I walked toward her she appeard to be possessed by darkness and demonic.  As I finally got to her the forces of darkness were all around me, screaming, clawing at me, but I knew that the secret was to not react to them and they would “spin out” and destroy themselves.  Then there was a giant, scary spider behind me making horrifying chittering sounds, but I was still okay.

Then I woke up.  I lay in bed for a while and then I had a hynpogogic vision of the MCU’s Scarlet Witch looking down on me with op-art rings in her eyes, like an old horror movie.  That was cool because it was a sign from one of my angels that the whole dream was a symbolic communication of the archetypes of Saturn. 

So this is a very auspicious day for me and no matter what I’m thinking of in my usual Neptunian wanderings, I’m just switching everything to self-love.  I’m going to record a lot of it here and see what kind of story it adds up to after I visit the Art Institute again. 7/20/2020 8:37 AM