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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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Crows sit all along the watchtower in large flocks of communal roosts
A symbolically predictive omen for changing weather patterns

Further movement into a New Earth previews trailers of clearer forecasts
Revealing that we are all One

Connecting the loose threads of our multidimensional heartstrings
Striking a chord that we are all in this together

Meditation on the Law of Impermanence
Reminds us that everything is transitory and ephemeral

Is it a time for you to begin a new course of study?

Fireside storytelling awakens the flames of shared human experiences
Breathing in Samhain marks mid-point between Autumn air and Winter Solstice
A good time to honor our ancestors and exhale Karmic wounds of yesterday

Is a message on its way for you to receive?

Reflecting Nature’s intentional expression for letting-go
And feeling thankful for our vulnerability

Should you be more alert and wary?

Spiritual laws transcend physical laws
By bending the ways of our material world

Watching our shadow-side teachings remind us to attend to the nuts and bolts
Cultivating structure, consistency and predictability in our daily walk facilitates
Coming down into our souls from our high perches of observation

Try not to sweat the small stuff of nervous woodland creature energies

Creation is born out of the feminine womb of life
Master magicians see illusionary veils cloaking other realms
Mystical vibrations of co-creativity are woven into everyday life

Are you noticing everyday opportunities to make magic in your daily routine?

When sitting still in the driver’s seat
We keep our eyes on the horizon and in rearview mirror
Watching the wheels balancing in the eternal now

Picture a tree soaking in sun
Rooted deeply into our Earth’s dark soil
Together we stand in alignment with the elements

Shapeshifting ourselves into transformative inner peace
Shining intrinsic Divine Light onto our darker edges

Leave it to Full Beaver Moon this week to cue us to “set traps”
Before our internal swamps become frozen
Turning our clocks back yinward
In preparation for the cold by blanketing our souls with “warm winter furs”

Remembering when our soul power breathes effectively through our human voice
We are honoring every moment as a past teacher,
the living present as our creation
and the future as our inspiration

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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Autumn is my favorite time of year, although Mother Nature’s indecision right now makes it difficult to know when to put on or peel off, pun intended . . . “how do you like them apples?”. “A time when darkness overtakes light, and nights grow longer than days. It marks the second station of the year. It is the time of calling, ripening of the harvest, a prelude to a wakening at Samhain. If it is warm at the autumnal equinox, the season should be fine. The goddesses Carpo and Carman are deities of autumn and poetry, respectively.” What’s more, Fall is a time of energetic alignment, somewhat akin to spring equinox, though in this case, beginning to rest, rather than awakening. At this time, We balance Our Selves as We prepare for rest and inner work. Turning Our clocks “yinward”, so to speak.

I remember an anthropology class I took way back in college that included a required text-book entitled, Other Fields, Other Grasshoppers. I remember leaping right into the open view that book espoused for warding off Our tendency to become ‘ethnocentric’ in one’s fieldwork with diverse cultures. Moreover, Carl Jung always struck me as in alignment with this kind of energy as a psychologist and a therapist and inspired me to follow suit by laying my cards out on the table. I’ve heard it said that one should “write about what you know.”  In the spirit of that, I’ll focus on what’s going on with the weather (dialectically pronounced weathah) around the way in the neck of the woods I sit. However, I would also like to acknowledge that I’m not reporting on merely what I see through my physical eyes, as I practice letting go of identification with my humanity, while awakening from my own slumbering ‘inner space’. In fact, as We officially transition from Summer to Autumn here in Our Northern Hemisphere on Mothership Earth, I’m inspired to Fall back and trust that the dying leaves will catch me in a gentle and loving Gaia safety net. Ah, the ‘Web of Life’, as Chief Seattle once spoke of in His wisdom. Wilting flowers, falling leaves, watching children playfully running and jumping through piles of leaves, temperatures waxing and waning (perhaps conjuring up sneezing), as Light and Dark are equally One, albeit diverse expressions of that Oneness, in the Great Cosmic Wheel.  I hardly think Steve Perry could hit a note as High as D Sharp in a Harmonic Convergence of acoustical journeying. Paradoxically, I heed Chuck D spittin’ a Public Enemy number one message to the Military-Industrial Complex, “don’t treat my highs too high or my lows too low” . . . Doesn’t Mr. Miyagi’s martial arts wisdom strike a chord when he says to ‘Danielson’, “balance is about all of life.”?

On this Autumn Equinox, I am reinvigorated into Bee Leaving the forecast may be dimming, though when I keep my ear to the ground, I can still hear Summer whispering to stay light on the feet and drink in the nectar of life. Although the subsequent funeral procession that accompanies Fall might be the death of me, I am also fairly certain the changing tides won’t be the last time I commit suicide–from the Shamanic death of the old self perspective. I wonder if Kafka’s main character in The Metamorphosis would have come out of his shell if had he embraced a Groundhog totem in learning a ‘death without dying experience’ and realized We are not as alone as We might feel from time to time? In every moment of breath, there is death and re-birth–a trumpet sounding its call sure, but a new star shining brighter on this New Morning. Maybe it’s just a little more colorful during this time of year, especially in Northern New England that showcases my favorite time of year that welcomes “leaf peepers” trotting from around the Globe. In fact, I look forward to the Fall, Halloween, All Soul’s Day and All Saints Day–especially given the “thinning of the veils” and watching them lift so that it’s a more open time to commune with Our human family members whom have passed on. It is a great time to honor Our ancestors and thank them for their sacrifices in clearing space for Our evolutionary impulse toward “walking in a Heaven that We can finally see.” And that Heaven on Earth happens when We are present with Our Selves right Tao, as We gently let pass any devilish fixed ideas and egoic attachments to future projections.

In the remembering and forgetting, I try to remind myself to focus on the positive aspects of life, to see the ‘silver lining’ and remember the Sun and Moon are merely hiding when We can’t see them dancing with One another. Moreover, I know the ‘Voice of the Trauma’ quite intimately and realize how easily seductive it is to pay attention to the doom and gloom scenarios that accompanies the unfolding human drama. However, I agree with the ancient wisdom that says, “know Thyself” and also Master Yoda’s understanding in self-awareness when He said to Luke, “you will know, when you are calm”. When We give Inner Peace a chance, We co-create Heaven on Earth, one step, one moment, one individual at a time. When We take this step toward Our True Self, We step in alignment with Nature, with the Universe and We know Oneness.  When I observe the Nervous Woodland Creatures going Straight Outta Woodland, this time of year, I think they can dig on what I’m saying–especially since they seem quite present being so nuts. Perhaps Red Squirrel is really just saying, “G’Day Mate”, merely cloaked in His sentinel bravado? I know I am my own Boss when I sing to myself, “Tomorrow Never Knows.”

Finally, in recent meditations on Turkey medicine, I remember to give thanks for the shared blessings and harvest Turkey brings to Us–especially during Autumn. What would happen if our “senators and congressmen please heed the call” of Turkey to offset “rampant consumerism” and realize that “there’s enough and we can all win.” So, maybe 28 billion is slashed for yet another weapon of mass destruction, followed by yielding on blowing it up to see if it’ll produce a mushroom cloud. Now, maybe I’m just being a fun-gi, but I don’t think it’s too much of a sacrifice for the Military-Industrial Complex to cut some of that spending and reinvest that savings into healthcare and education and more importantly, a more balanced systemically oriented budget that values Universal capital. What would happen if the pyramid on the Almighty Dollar looked more like an equilateral triangle than the sinking ship that it looks like right now? I see Turkey’s medicine as somewhat akin to “birds of a feather, flock together” as We transition into a New Age and Paradigm. Now that’s a Sunny harvest I can digest . . . especially when Full from a Moonshadow.

I Hopi You Are Well,

Ari

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