The Necessary Tower

I spent much of yesterday ISO the Tower that showed up in my reading for the day. I told myself I would embrace it, given the chance.

I have an almost unlimited appetite for Towers and Aeons and indications that radical transformation is on the way. I am always looking for (r)evolution. Give me some moldavite and and initiatory vision and a new metaphor for death and rebirth any day. Let's fuck shit up. Let's burn it down.

Eventually, so goes the theory, one of these Big Bad Fundamental Shifts will leave me with something that's you know, actually workable. Something that I can poke and tweak into the life/mind/paradigm I want.

Here Comes the Sun (of Employment Termination)

My card of the day, yesterday, was The Sun, which could mean, "chill the fuck out and enjoy your day," or "chill the fuck out and focus on your ascension," either of which is totally fine with me.

I can do both at once; I'm cool like that.

So I didn't let traffic bother me, or being two minutes late. I didn't get too harsh with myself over the $5 mocha I couldn't really afford but really wanted. Focus on The Sun. It was actually sunny out, and that made it all easier.

And then... I got fired.

I got fired for the first time ever. I'd never been fired before.

And my first thought was, "Sweet. Now I can go home and sleep." (This was a second job, not my primary employment.)

My only concern is that in my annual reading (which I ought to post here, for reference) my card regarding all things of the Second House is The Sun, too, so... let's just hope the shortest path to happiness and/or acension isn't always getting canned.

NYNY: Goals

My dearest darlings, I simply love goals. The hope and anticipation and planning and spreadsheets and shopping! (For what is a plan, without shopping?)

Follow through is another story.

I have to fight the nasties that tell me that this is just like every other time that I set out to accomplish something and failed.  I have to remind myself of one of my Very Important Things I've Learned Lately:

Most people don't accomplish half of the shit they talk about doing. Most of the plans we plan and schemes we scheme come to nothing at all. This is natural, normal, human bullshit. Sometimes life gets in the way and fucks us up and sometimes we just get so caught up in the fun of listening to ourselves talk about all the Somedays and Somehows that we don't even think about the reality of our situations.


However, part one: some of the things we plan and scheme do come to pass.


However, part two: all of those talks of Somedays and Somehows are a lot of fun, on their own merit, especially when accompanied by good company and at-least-decent wine.

Something to remember, as I embark upon this.