Mercury in ****ing retrograde.

Well this are some fine roto-rooter energies we've got, aren't they? All kinds of things churning up from the hidden, slimy, dark recesses of our lives to be faced and dealt with once and for all. All kinds of lovely and unlovely TRUTH to be faced. Manifestations left and right, swinging up into our faces like a rake left in the yard and stepped on accidentally. As if the universe were saying, "Here, you created this and this and this. Is it what you want? Huh? Is it?" and we've no choice but TO choose, "Um, well, kinda but with this and bring me that and take that away because it REALLY sucks, turns out."

It's really easy to forget to use our tools, too. To forget about our usable power and instead to wallow in the presence of our creations and feel like failures, rather than simply saying "NO" to the things we no longer want and then focusing more clearly on what we REALLY do.

Oh, and choosing out of fear just leads to more **** to clean up afterward.

On top of that, computers, phones, televisions, media players of all kinds, even cars are acting possessed, giving us a little bit more to deal with.

And our Higher Selves are becoming more and more...um, what's the word? Bitchy. Instead of the patient, gentle nudges to get on or stay on the path, we're getting slaps upside the head. WHACK. Kicks in the ass, too. And the harder we've worked on our stuff, the more strict the Higher Self becomes, not willing to settle for even one more MINUTE for less than what we're really capable of.

To me, it feels like the fourth dimension, smack dead center. Instant manifestation, yes, but of both our fears and our desires. The promise is that we are now in the fifth, where our Higher Self makes sure only the highest good can manifest, and I suppose I can believe that, as long as I remember that sometimes we won't leave our comfort zones and step into the uncertainty of our Highest Good unless someone shines a bright damned light and exposes the spiders and snakes we're actually surrounded by.

Comfortable is exactly what our old 'comfort zones' are NOT any longer.

Good things ARE happening, though. Yes, people we thought were loving turn out to be wolves in sheep's clothing, but other people step forward, giving us REAL love, and people from our pasts are appearing for closure, whether joyful or painful, on the past. And maybe the creation of something new, built in the Light of our more evolved understandings.

Sucks, though. I much preferred not knowing about all the creepy-crawlies all around me, honestly. It felt nice in that comfort zone. Well, mostly, except for that nagging feeling of...unrest that wouldn't go away. That feeling in the back of my mind (where I shoved it happily) that things weren't quite right. And I've been here before. Nearly destroyed me last time. But even though this time the losses are even more intimate, I'm stronger now. And yes, even though she's a stone cold bitch, I gotta give begrudging thanks to my Higher Self for showing me what STILL needs to be dealt with before I can step into my REAL USABLE POWER.

So I'm dealing. I'm shoveling **** over here like mad, as well as seeing miracles pop up all around, like gold nuggets falling from the sky into the muck churned up from the septic tank.

Just gotta put on my indusrial-strength rubber gloves, reach out and grab those beauties, give them a good scrub and mold with them. And keep my waders on while the flood of Light guts my sub-basement, knowing the resulting repairs will lead to something more beautiful than I've *ever* had.

Love in the Highest as you navigate your own flood-waters,

Satina

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