Weird topic for me, yes? What is stored in our bodies is coming up all over the place. It is best to be forewarned.

We are here. See above image. What if we are first shaken before we can be stirred? We cannot think, believe, or behave in the old ways...So, let’s get down to ‘NOW,’ shall we?

It may well be that eons have passed, during which humanity has been taught that sacred space is safe space. In terms of Universal Wisdom, this is true.

Threads of victim bonding. Victim bonding through the ‘misery loves company’ algorithm, where our patterns put us in the victim seat and tell us this makes us more palatable to humanity, and the habits of behavior those patterns unconsciously create through an inner drip system.

What is that fixed object that causes ripples, and upon which the waves break? Could it be an obsolete sense of self, a forgotten or discarded image?

No matter what our outside circumstances may be delivering, no matter how exhausted our bodies may feel, the way out, just now, is through. There is peace, harmony, and joy in every moment, if we can be still enough, let go enough, to let it find and carry our experience.

Every adventure centers and thrives around the excavation of hidden treasures. All true markers are planted accordingly.

During this latest transit, I have been immersed in the planes and fractals of coming to be. Deep mechanics fascinate me, especially those of cosmic flow and our participation therein. So here it is. Are you the field or the fabricated fracture?

Today is an alignment day. Why? Part of it is that Venus and Pluto are in opposition and where we have felt unloved is being dredged. Is this only about the astrology? Of course not. Gaia, and our cellular structures, are in transition, and Gaia’s celestial family shows up to assist.

The new moon in Cancer forms at 16:58 {4:58 PM} mountain time today, which is, of course, tonight or tomorrow for many of you. Last night’s dark moon was full of surprises. As the focus of life is on new beginnings, it was fascinating to feel that a large part of what was being composted and re-set was what author Barbara Hand Clow calls “Catastraphobia.”

I honestly cannot call Solstice Week, this past week, or the one coming up, any kind of “floor” because all Foundations have changed.

To what do our allies, oaths, and allegiances, our most treasured belief systems, allow us to open? How are our paths protected? And, how, as all things change, can we navigate with honor?