Restoring Balance ~ 22 September 2007

Wow! That was fun. The pattern of the Sun-Mars-Pluto the Galactic Center with the added infusion of emotion offered by the Moon midweek was more that juiced. Yep, it was stellar effects on steroids, all right. One of the weirdest and strangest in a Mars-Pluto kind of way was the incident at one of the many Disneylands/Worlds (Disney Dog Fight on You Tube, if you’ve not seen it) where Pluto (the mascot) chased a child for an unknown reason, was apprehended by a mom and knocked on his south pole. Some broadcasters speculated that the inciting incident might have occurred as the child kicked the mascot in the planets. Even Pluto lost it; we’re just not sure why.

To reclaim the point of this past week, the pattern with the Galactic Center served to point out where we are, how irritating that all is, but more important, what do we do about it to shift consciousness and the circumstances. The reality is that a lot of good ideas linger in the energized beams coming from the GC now and continue in massive abundance in the short term and are located during moments of amplified life aggravation.

Still, many might have been knocked a trifle off the center spin point of the energetic barycentre of the chakra complex. Should this pattern created sensations of dizziness, wobbly-ness, off kilter-ness and the realization that the pilate ball is too daunting to approach, that might mean you. Take heart. Within the next twenty-four summer/winter ends and autumn/spring begins. While we enjoy an approximately equal rendering of daylight and nightdark, the nucleus of our solar system, the Sun adds a key point of perspective.

The Sun, from its station in early Libra, now passes a collection of supermassive black holes that linger in the direction of the core of our local group of galaxies: the Super-Galactic Center (2 Libra 03). This greater nucleus constitutes the core of more than thirty galaxies - thirty-three at my last count but with dwarf galaxies components, technically maybe more. Our galaxy, thirty some odd other galaxies and more than three trillion stars all respond to the irresistible gravitational tugging from this black hole. It is estimated that the source of what became this black hole must have once been one hundred million times as massive as our Sun.

Bottom line, it’s huge, it’s “attractive” and its drawing power (charisma) runs off the charts. This point has always held a soul mate sort of flavoring... not the “I found my other half, the yin to my yang, the north to my south or the east to my west” sort of thing, but the truest essence of soul mater-dom (not to be confused with martyrdom). Soul mating occurs when the full essence of one’s spirit infuses with the body and penetrates every level of consciousness from conscious through subconscious beyond unconscious and including preconscious, hyperconscious and metaconscious. Whatever it takes to get back on the same page with yourself, take a couple days here to do it. Relocate the irresistible core of self known as the soul. Embrace it. Merge with it. Commend it. Polish it. Invigorate it. Whatever your drill, reset your soulful circuit breakers.

With that primal task complete, the resulting realignment causes an irresistible shine to one’s aura. The sense of purpose shimmers no matter what light of day/night prevails. The spirit radiates with a drawing power often incorrectly labeled as charisma. Regardless, balance returns. With balance restored, equity returns to life. Fair due naturally draws to any source of consciousness, especially that recently inspired to assume new adventures in the interest of supporting the Galactic Center’s urging to spread consciousness where it can be heard.

The next three and a half months are some of the most powerful energies I can ever recall. It is a remarkable, virtually unlimited time. Using the simple process of daily balance, the huge waves of incoming raw energy tend to disrupt less as they enthusiastically shower humanity with more insight than it’s known for a very long time. In the changing scent of the season lurks an excitement like never before.

I’ve decided to declare the Sun’s passage in Libra as support your favorite coach, consciousness guide, astrologer, metaphysician, masseuse, tracker or whatever month. There’s a lot of good folks out there busting their south poles with the courage that only a full set of planets can render. They send newsletters, post blogs and offer up websites chock full of information. If you’ve been thinking about ordering this or that from one of those sites, go for it. If there’s nothing you really want, feel free to donate. Doesn’t that feel good?