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A Full Hunter’s Moon
Weaves spirits into our material world

Grandmother Spider inspires us to get in touch
with our inner web designs

It is a good time to use our creative opportunities
without becoming entangled in dark webs of fate

Try to transcend polarizing viewpoints and boxed in thinking
Consider appetizing possibilities rather than being
eaten alive by fears and limitations

We are Infinite beings being revisited by ancestors
during the Samhain through the window of a Divine Plan

May our meditations become enhanced by their past wisdom,
forethought and power for living in the here and now

Walking the center of the circle in balance keeps us grounded

The veils between our physical and spiritual worlds are thinner now
Are you being haunted by the ghosts of yesteryear?

There is so much help available to us from the spirit realm
All we have to do is ask and allow ourselves to receive their wisdom

Realize the death of your old self is merely a shedding of dead skin
Facing our fears of an unknown rebirth head on is less scary than
anxious avoidance of unknown possibilities

With a Hunter’s Full Moon
Fallen leaves reflect mystery and hidden realms

Let Nature mirror healthy reflections of divergent viewpoints
through an empathic and self-reflective lens of curiosity and warmth

See you further on up the trails,

Ari

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Guardian Hawk swoops in with a fresh look
At the visionary power of a New Moon this week . . .

Symbolically connecting us to new beginnings as new moons do

Autumn Equinox and a string of powerful
Supermoons have fleetingly eclipsed our soulful travels –

Now we are falling back onto a recent memory of
balance between light and dark energies . . .
Synchronizing with Mercury going back direct at the tail end of last week

Clarity resumes as the fog lifts in tandem with
the thinning of the veils before our eyes . . .

Twilight approaches as the ghosts of yesteryear reawaken spirited conversations

Hawk awakens our perception to gain a bird’s-eye view of
Nature’s offerings of signals that become intuitively
obvious when we are paying attention

A dying old world lives as
A parallel New Earth is being born out of the Phoenix Rising

Do you walk around with a yoke around your neck for a sense of security –
Or are you able to go within and hover in your own personal authority?

Do you understand the space where true freedom resides?

It cannot be known without accepting the responsibility that follows in its wake

While Mouse might inflate the minutia of a magnifying glass
Hawk sees through a wide-angle lens –
Without pole-vaulting over mouse turds

Belief in the magic of everyday life –
Helps us overcome our challenges and obstacles

Alternative solutions not yet perceived are wanting to become obvious
We are moving away from action-oriented yang into more inner directed yin
As the darkness of feminine energetics gains momentum

Stay alert and trust your intuition to read the omens to light your way
Hawk helps us rise toward our ascension –
into higher perspectives in our consciousness

What signals are being sent to you to point you in the direction
of moving closer toward your soul purpose?

Time to focus up and relax on distractions that take away from your soul promptings

Temperance . . .
Moderation is merely a harmonic convergence of
“one foot in spirit, one foot in ground”

Upper levels of consciousness take flight

Hawk levies a flood of creative-psychic energies . . .
Without being swept off your feet in this sensuous Universe

Open up to new ways to approach old challenges

Be careful of what you say, how you say it and who you say it to
because Hawk medicine carries the power to crush or kill those in your path
if you throw caution to the wind

The old ways are not working anymore . . .

Given underlying resentments regarding the offshore US military base of Israel,
the build-up of an American police state or a frightened and armed American public

There are too many stray guns and bullets on the streets –
Coupled with easy access to concealed weapons, limited social skills
and proliferating undiagnosed and untreated mental illness . . .

This Imperial witches brew is a dark cauldron that increases the likelihood of violence

The metaphor here is that we all need to feel a sense of belonging
and learn how to effectively emote

Be mindful of how your actions may speak louder than words
and how they might impact another

See you further on up the trails,

Ari

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Cat’s medicinal power sees effectively in the dark night
Watching the veils thin before our eyes
Opening perceptual doors revealing our own Divine sunlight

A stinger of a Scorpio New Moon has passed us by
With seasonal reminders that everything old is new again

Now we pounce toward Halloween, All Saints Day and All Souls Day

Are you using your cat-like powers in a positive light?

Releasing old ghost stories gives birth to spirited new character development
Are your underlying emotional cards fanned out on the table?
Or are you hiding beneath tales from the crypt?
Dark emotions carry venom only when bottled up and then acted out in toxic ways

Cat’s eye can give you a glimpse into facing passed down fears from our ancestors
This is a good time of year to symbolically give back those inherited burdens
Through telepathic, prayer, meditation or visualization communication rituals

A quiet mind is an aware mind when calm and relaxed
Do whatever you can to conjure up inner peace

Feminine powers brew magical mystery tours
in mystically soulful cauldrons

Are life’s obstacles merely tricked treats cloaked in a brilliant disguise?

Being a leader affords wizardly empathic glimpses
into divergent viewpoints of our charges

Cat awakens paradoxical energies
Purring telepathic messages
Meowing that even a loner can become a social creature

Or are you like Dog and need to become more independent?
Do you need to become more discriminate in your choice of companions?

Are you weighed down by voices of guilt and resentments?
Replace them with a forgiving and compassionate heart

Setting an intention of mindful awareness in our daily doings
disassemble any robotic short circuits in our politics of living

Following downstream rivers of bliss
mirrors an outer fun house that won’t drive you mad

In spite of our circumstances or what we deem should or should not have happened
We remember to run the play and follow our shots
When Life deals us a full court press

See you further on up the trails,

Ari

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Full Moon Right Tao Fading Into Zen

Howlin’ at this Full Lunar Eclipse . . . Now becoming the Moon . . . The spirited Wolves within are fighting again . . . Obi Wan Kenobi in me showcases a continuum of profane (Empire) and sacred energy (Chi) . . . But Dark Vader steroid infused Robocops feed the seductive trigger happy electricity of anger . . . I dig on the freaky folks that are mad to live-mad to love hip stray cats . . . Swingin’ good times . . . Forgotten forecast of remembering when pendulum swings back to blurred boundaries of murky polluted waters . . . 21st Century Bohemians . . . A beatnik lion roaring in the shadowy caves about unintended consequences . . . Red carpet paparazzi . . . Who stole the soul of the designer drug-white tongue on Montana . . . Madonna, just imagine BRC as yo’ daddy . . . Our polyamorous friends swear they’re living a Great Gatsby . . . Is this anarchy an escape from intimacy? . . . Forget about it, a Blue Blood’s burden is a distracted workin’ man’s blues fantasy . . . Lost Tweens On The Waterfront, where mister there’s an exit of anger and denial . . . n’ straight outta homeless nervous woodland creature energies residing in the trash while jacked up on coffee beans, ma chucka . . . Addiction is a distraction from a soul’s responsibility to wake up to our Homo Luminosity. . . Praying to an Imaginary Friend (Einstein said imagination is more important than knowledge) . . . Heeding a callback before technology overtakes our humanity . . . Virtually the brain’s same centers light up during awakened doings . . . See you on the dark side of the moon . . . Ghosts of Yesteryear’s Twilight Zones . . . The sign says stop and smell the roses brothers and sisters

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