Hello, hello, my beautiful soul tribe. How are you feeling in the energy today? I am so grateful you are here, and I appreciate you. I am vibing in a somber mood today, not so sure of where the heaviness is coming from, although the Moon is conjunct my South Node and Venus is kissing my Libran Pluto opposite my Venus. Pluto also happens to be sextile my Moon conjunct Jupiter, amid its other ping pong game of aspects sliding along the energy of journey, this expression of interwoven energy playing out in my conversation below.
The clouds are gray and low, dancing with the wind as it makes itself known and brings the message of rain. It’s one of those days meant for cuddling close, the warmth and energy of love creating a sphere of comfort, calm, and safety umbrellaed under love and passion, or in the comfort of solitude, some good mind and soul food, a cup of rose, cinnamon, and hibiscus tea with a bowl of homemade French Onion Soup and a piece of French bread halved, straight out of the oven topped with provolone and garlic bits. Pleasure and comfort in safety. Yes, it’s that kind of day. I sit here today, reflecting on the week, Thanksgiving yesterday, and the thoughts that take a number in line waiting for my attention. It’s been odd sort of week, my days of client work wonderful, deep, and intense, the Scorpionic energy soaking in, bringing pieces up from those not-so-hidden places meant for introspection, action, and change. Monday brought up a deep gut instinct to cancel my weekend, that still has me perplexed, although it is only Friday, the first day of the weekend planned, and I have seen Caracara and Owl all week, who, in my life warn of danger and deceit ahead, leaving that feeling of apprehension hanging around in the background. It has also been a week of some awesome synchronicities, signs, and revelations, guiding me, compelling me in the direction of my dreams, and loudly knocking, or shouting how “Ready” I am. A little conversation net yet met to be all the way out of the bag here! Needless to say, intensity sits quite comfortably in the air, the pressure to act, to dive, to move and be guided. There is a lot of work to be done. We have all come to know Thanksgiving as a holiday for gratitude and the peace between the Native Americans and Europeans that invaded North America back in the 1600’s. As a New England girl, I grew up visiting Plymouth Rock and other museums, or historical areas that made the history books. Sturbridge Village was one of my favorite places and I was fascinated with learning how to make everything from scratch. Actually, obsessed would probably be more appropriate of a term. But I digress, mainly because Thanksgiving in Florida feels a whole lot different than Thanksgiving in Connecticut, and because this year, the idea of celebrating Thanksgiving has taken on a whole new feeling after the truth of brutality and disrespect rears its head open. I could not help but send out apologies to Native Americans yesterday, the ancestors, my ancestors yesterday. Thanksgiving kinda took a feeling of a slap in the face. I have always felt an anger, an “Oh my God, how can people be so evil and forceful?” when it came to learning about war and even watching it in television shows. I don’t understand why someone thinks they can just come into an area and murder, plunge, and take over an area that people are already existing. That idea does not just exist in the sense of people, but the whole idea of nature being demolished instead of working with, especially with the big push of climate change. So, we celebrate a holiday that basically enables the invasion of indigenous people and their land. Foreigners approach a land, consider themselves above and more civilized than people who embody the whole area of that land, rape, murder, massacre people for not being like them or getting pissed because of reactions to being ass holes in their land again, and again, and again. And then there is all of sudden peace and a happy dinner and day of celebration. Yep, not, do you really think that, given the history of how North America was invaded that this was dinner of volunteering Native Americans eating with these people. I am quite sure there is some definite coercion and impounded fear that was involved in eating with the Europeans. And just like Columbus Day? Why the hell do we celebrate a mass murderer, who did not even land in North America, but the Caribbean. Besides, how the hell do you discover a land that people already live on, and sure as hell have been visited by other cultures, the Vikings, and the Chinese to start with, not to mention other hidden information and history not yet discovered or told. So yes, a little bit of a mixed mood as I totally enjoyed spending time with family yesterday. Memories turned into stories around food, conversation, the dance of mingling of DNA. The feeling of appreciation, love, and gratitude filled to the brink along with our stomachs. The feeling of missing family members no longer with us or living thousands of miles away, and the dreams and ideas of where I have been to where I am, to where I intend to be. It is a day, a time of crossroads, where all that I have taken in is centrifuged, creating a solution, a time of intentionally stepping into a place I am destined to be. This whole feeling, a beautiful blend of the energy described above and the entry point in my journey that begins a month of a progressed Moon at 29 degrees in the 8th house, and natal 10th house, Aquarius. I love to the see the way astrology expresses its energy in my life. The more I have observed, the more I have felt into the energy, the more I have learned what energy, or recipe of energy is present, and there are many lightening quick moments where the information screams this Pluto sextile Mercury is, or yes, this Venus conjunct Lilith. These moments of awareness develop my intuition and allow me to work deeper with my intentions and the energy available. That is my intention for these blogs, these moments of life where I can demonstrate through the events of my life through astrology. It is magic to me, and I wish to share that magic and hope to inspire and empower you to learn your own reaction to all the energies that resonate with you in your life, not just astrology. And with that, I thank you for my reading my streams of consciousness… 😉😉 I appreciate your time and am looking forward to this game of life this next week. Mindset madness, deep bodywork, and diving into my words like a mermaid hungry for water. Stay true to your Souls, my Beautiful Soul Tribe!!
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Adrienne Provent
Sushena Gypsy, Astro lover, Muscle Whisperer, a Multi-Passionate Curious Lover of Learning and a Definite Tree Hugger. I have made it my mission to educate, empower, and inspire others through my experience, knowledge, and inspired actions to follow and hold space for Divine Perfection. Archives
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