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theoraclehealer · 3 years
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Jung, mysticism and psychopomp signature.
Sept 28, 2017
chiron and carl jung
and the zodiac signs
taurus has to ascend. what does that even mean, right?
as i sat with this, i imagined somehow seeing a taurus - bull - rise up into the air and go up the heavens. I’m clueless.
so i sat with this some more and thought about the introvert, as she seems to be in need of the most help here.
there always comes a time when i have these breathing episodes and everything runs amok.
for example:
ok, how bad is this?
how bad will this be?
and then i have to sit with it and see if i reach a point where it will just stop or carry on for a bit longer. this morning’s episode was awful (i still blame the seroquel). there are many tricks that i will try - reasoning my way through it, sounds, rescue remedy, coffee, water, contemplation, whatever … but then ill even try talking to myself but out loud, pretending someone is there with me.
focus has been a BIG theme here … but now I’m realizing that its actually human connection.
so ill talk out loud and see if that works.
but this morning was difficult - it changed a lot but was also more stubborn until i started to realize just how bad this sheer terror is that i have around death.
i contemplated a couple of times whether or not i wanted to call 9/11 but that proved to be problematic for a few reasons - one namely, i was home alone and was stuck upstairs so i couldn’t really go all the way down stairs and then upstairs and then change my clothes, find my shoes, make sure the dogs were okay, etc.
but in my mind, it was clear to me that i just wanted someone around and sadly, other than my mom, EMS workers are my only shot. 
how difficult is it to heal from all of this … on my own?
narcissistic abuse … emotional deficits all over the place … sheer terror … profound rejection 
and yet no one to look to in the eye.
no one to “pull you out of it” when you need it the most. 
so it could be that the introvert would have gotten hurt at any time because in the end, she’s the traumatized one. and now in order to get taurus to ascend, i have to find her and tell her it’s okay … but ask me if i believe that it will be?
theres a chakra component here though and as i started to type this, i felt the shift in my lower chakras rise. i saw a red/pink light in the distance.
i have lost the passion for life and living. because my life was taken from me. all of it. blindsided and then burned. you wake up and its ALL gone because YOU understand the gravity of the disaster that you will now have to face, its a sense of knowing. 
the people around me are tired to me.
i was in love with something before. it wasn’t a man but it was … the air. the moon. the sun. and the stars. 
isn’t it great? she thought. 
and now the world around HER this time, not God … has grown dark. 
its take a great amount of effort to get out of the house.
because i generally don’t care.
whats in it for me?
so i drifted off to the left, to look around and think.
i realized the contemplative aspect of me has also severely suffered. another I in NFP.
but it was then that i realized who she was and we reconnected.
morissey’s - how soon is now? ran through my head.
then out of the corner of my eye, i could see my phone lighting up but it wasn’t a notification - it was red, orange and yellow - and i heard “its a bird” and by the flames that encompassed this image, i could tell it was the phoenix. i smiled.
my left arm said “i want my life back”
and was happy for about a few seconds but then stopped because … life.
the magic doesn’t uplift me anymore.
i want to be concrete for a time and see that life can be mine again. but i feel like i am owed something … from someone and yet all avenues are shut.
chiron told me i had a job to do.
isn’t that always the case?
even if i found $50,000 and i moved out … my health is still bad. the nebulizer is the bane of my existence.
i have gone through so many phases where i THINK I’m going to ween myself off of it and then there’s a kick back … of something i don’t understand … but last time, i blame the sleep study. and again, even as smart as i am and as intuitive as i am … with my history, someone should have stepped in and said “no way … lets talk this out instead because you matter”.
everything comes … after the fact.
even the help.
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things worth mentioning bc it gets so sticky throughout the day - i have been having upper back pain and have had to lay on the floor and hearing some pops around my neck but the pain is around c4. i suspect the seroquel relaxed things TOO much and through this nerve into a mess. laying down doesn’t help but sleeping in the chair is causing numbness and tingling in my hands again. I’m getting pain in my infraspinatus - both sides. this can be the only thing that i can think of that causes weird and sudden attacks, randomly.
the episodes take forever to resolve. and the pain at SI9 gets worse when i have these episodes ... very local and sharp pain.
something else to note, i don’t know the stages in which the healing happens ... with the vertebrae ... passions and love ... C4 ... insane heartbreak and emotional neglect and lack of emotional support.
and then things calm down, after i get so angry because of the physical damage/repair thats STILL happening ... and you realize just how  many layers you have to build UP and not work through ... to get to the emotional body ... and where intuition comes from as you’re doing acupuncture on a client and you see a blue/purple small round light appear on your left pointer finger and you hear “john lennon” is your intuitive guider of principles long forgotten like “love is all you need” because love makes you feel like you can overcome ANY of your demons. Victor said that when we were talking last year, that he felt more stable.
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hindsight is 20-20 right?
Elizabeth Thorson told me that unless i get grounded, I’m not going to know what work I’ve done will stick.
That was …. about 8 months ago and THIS is how long its taking me … after her esteemed shamans all failed.
“love is all you need”
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so at the end of the day, this has not been an uplifting journey. and i have a new definition of “enlightenment”.
but I just did a search online for remedies for herniated discs and came across st johns wort oil and elderberry.
i had been told by “myself” that i didn’t need the elderberry anymore.
funny enough, muscle pain and tension has been an issue ever since … and thats exactly what one website said it helps with. 
pisces sabotage. 
and where has the help from the other dimensions been for this?
and whats a firefly? and why was it getting in my way today?
this is all going to end up wrapping up and i have no say in anything. it has to happen and i don’t want to stay like this but there is no book or teacher that i have here on earth to reassure me that things are indeed winding down.
my entire life has been trauma. and many things happen suddenly. my death happened suddenly and has been MORE trauma.
I’m running into problems talking to some clients about things like … their grief bc instinctually, i pull from experience and can only be as “fake” honest as i can be, knowing they’re not going through what I’m going through. 
but when the extra energy and interference is gone, what work is left for me to do? how quiet will life be? will it be a rough transition? and how much longer will i be alone? my mouth keeps saying … as if being fed words from the left … but think of how fruitful your life is going to be! and i go … prove it.
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and as i try to just sit with what i just wrote, i also sit with one of my other selves who seems to be championing me … trying to tell me that she’s going to help me take melatonin tomorrow … and if she’s not here, to take it at 9pm.
THIS alone triggers my biggest fear but i should be allowed to …. SIT.
my eyes go to the keyboard … “christine’s biggest fear is coming up! meows!”
and now i have that on my mind … unless i just keep typing. 
but is the electricity too much for me today?
FUCK.
spiritual awakening or spirit murder? this journey has been horrible. 
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lets talk. 
so you’re all full of shit.
I’ve been astral traveling day in and day out to heal … myself.
taoist astral gods of healing. 
i can call on whomever i need in a pinch.
but i “step outside” of myself to try and gain a different perspective right?
but she sees things i cannot.
i just wish there was more information because then i would have been more willing … and just allowed it to happen with an understanding. 
theres other things going on that i am “feeling” out … and i suspect MY spirits are the ones swirling around, swiping shit away. 
i started to become more and more suspicious of “the spirits reside within” … until you derail in the most horrifying way possible and they have to step in and do the work.
“we want our girl back!!!”   - said to Petra who didn’t spend any time in exploring this with me. i dissociated but i didn’t black out. i heard the whole thing. she just watched …. and probably thought “ohhhh a case study … how freudian”
so who’s in my eyes?
I’ve already suspected a few things here … but i get the shen, liver, gall bladder and the bladder and the eyes. 
i get that the shen scatter with trauma but something is a-miss.
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earlier today, twice at least, i thought of arielle and her death. she died in her sleep. and i had been talking to a client about this tonight and said that we all have these experiences, day in and day out and while its not easy (she was struggling with losing her friend recently), its better to allow yourself the time to process it. i had shared with her the complications of dealing with my own death and coma, along with dealing and processing arielle’s. she died in her sleep and i fear dying in my sleep … and its two-fold because i now have a coma to contend with. its hard to figure this one out as its a lot of imagery more so than words attached to a feeling … and this could be the curse of an empath.
she was so young. when she initially came through, whether it was her or not, i was feeling something different towards her than others … i was shut down a bit and well, on some level, feeling at one with her. 
“hey - hows it going - this shit is nuts right?”
“I’m sorry you’re dead, arielle.”
you’re DEAD.
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