Talk about a whirlwind of emotions. The mundane has conflicted with the unseen. I spent most of the day in tears over bank conflicts, lost checks, and an expired ID. None of these things are things you want to deal with right before a trip. I also understand it’s the double whammy as Sherene puts it of the Mercury and Uranus retrogrades. Lucky me, my Uranus is in Scorpio in the 3rd house and Mercury is in Taurus in the 9th. I get to work on perception of self, intellect, communication, and mental state for my 3rd house issues and my business, travel, and cultural pursuits. Why yes, I did plan a trip for a Mercury and Uranus retrograde. Thank you for asking.
I walked over to Socrates Sculpture Park in the evening to be by the water. The heat of the day had cooled and I needed to be out of the house. I feel like every emotion is being pulled and ripped out of me. Call it lack of sleep, getting cleansed, receiving a mantra, whatever it is, whenever I go through a spiritual detoxification this happens.
On the way home I see a cloud of smoke rising up off a building and flying overhead before dissipating into the sky. There is a family on the street but they don’t see it. It was a dark cloud of smoke and I expected there to be a fire at the top of the building but nothing. There was just that one cloud that seems to fly off and stretch until it was nothing more. I wanted to ask them if they saw it. They ignored me. I began to think that maybe I was seeing things or perhaps I had disappeared myself, finally becoming invisible, a ghost of sorts.
Amanda had a dream about me: I had a dream that I yelled at you and I told you that you had to write, that you survived for a reason, and that your voice is very necessary and Burroughs was with us in the room. He was in a red velvety chair nodding in a cloud of smoke.
The black smoke from the top of the building. Something burning or spirit jumping?
Working out the details of my trip.