Sunday, January 25, 2015

MOST INTENSE Merc. Retro...BEWARE

Friday was so very...off.  School was closed due to a malfunction in the heating system.
Sophia and I didn't care as we love to spend time together making music and creating.
We had errands to run.  So we quit doing our remixes & headed out to get ingredients for our storm prep.

On our way, Sophia spotted someone who we used to be very close to.  She asked if I wanted to cross the street because her last memory of this person was of them screaming at me, in our home, in front of her.
"No honey." I replied. Enough time's passed maybe a miracle will happen today.
We kept walking & talking.  As we approached our ex beloved, the cell phone came out, head went down and miracle went out the window.
"Well..."Sophia said.  "He's not paying attention."
"That's ashame.  I told her. "The phone is such a terrible distraction.  It'll only really save you if you dial 911 in an emergency.  Some people text while they are driving & get killed or kill other people.  The phone is bad when your walking. A car could jump the curb you can get your head taken off or worse cause your not paying attention.  It's better to always look up."  
"Plus you love smiling at strangers."  Sophia giggled.
I was disheartened but it was a good lesson to repeat to myself and to teach my daughter.
A few moments later, this same person walked directly in front of us. This time in the same direction we were headed. "He's going to think we're following him."  Sophia said.  
"Noooooooooo.   I'm sure he won't think that. But if he wants to talk he'll talk to us."
"Yeah but remember when he was screaming at you, and you just kept saying come back and let's talk when he calmed down?"  Her hand gestures were funny and they lifted my heart. " Mom, you told him like eight times and he never came! And you weren't even yelling back at him!"
This was her final memory of him until now.
"It's ok. Everything happens for  reason. It's so important to just pay attention when you're on the street. Ok?"

We finished our errands, counted how many steps it took us to cross the bridge (323!).  We sang a song as we approached home.

My phone buzzed.

It was a text from the aforementioned.  It was accusing, hypocritical, viciously misinformed, threatening and above all, certainly uncalled for.  Sophia saw my face & asked what was wrong.  I read her the message as she was present and was witness to our truth.
"We weren't even saying anything bad!  What's the heck? Tell him to mind his own business and leave us alone!"  She shook her head.  I reached down & held her.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart.  Mommy loves before she thinks."
I was angry.  My hands shook. Here was someone who we both deeply cared for so very much, and had an open invitation to come and discuss our misunderstanding but instead chose the path of abusive emails to which I had no reply.  This time, though going against everything I believe, because I believe that no one should hide behind a text or email and everything should and can be worked out in person if love was ever present....I shot back.  "If you had any idea what we were really saying, You would thank me."  I then blocked his number, closed my eyes & said a prayer to bless the situation.

There are 3 morals to this story that have very VALUABLE MERC RETRO info:

1. Actions speak louder than words and words hurt.  Had this person looked up and locked eyes with us they would have clearly known we meant no harm.  Opportunity, magic, miracle - missed.  Be weary of your phone use in public.  You could be missing a vital, important connection.

2.   According to astrologers & the like this is one of the most "Dangerous Mercury Retrogrades".  Here's an article from Elephant Journal to read more. 

3.  You can't stop the technological (& beyond) miscommunication, fear or anxiety based projections from people buzzing about these days chaos fueled days but what you can do is take a pause or a breath & simply bless the situation.  I turned to one of my spiritual books for a message to take the shake out of my hands.  The first thing I gazed eyes upon read as follows:
Blessing Our Circumstances
Bless a thing & it will bless you. Curse it and it will curse you.  If you bless a situation it has no power to hurt you, and even if it's troublesome for a time, it will gradually fade out, if you sincerely bless it. - Emmet Fox

I don't know about you, but I'm a Virgo.  My ruling planet is Mercury.  Shit always seems to hit the fan for me 3x's a year when the cosmic event takes place.  My phone dies, I loose my contacts, my computer goes on the fritz - people misinterpret emails or anything I say.  It's the worst.

Smudge.  Meditate.  Send your blessings.  If you have a protection ritual for your appliances (car included) get to it.  If you can use body heat telepathy to send someone you had a miscommunication with what you real intention was, wait until the smoke clears February 11th and give it a whirl.

In the mean time, the simplest thing you can do is pay attention.  If you think you heard something wrong, ask for someone to repeat themselves clearly.  Don't sign any big time documents and stall on larger than life projects.  If you must please get clear and make sure your intention is clear.

You are loved, you are blessed and I appreciate you with all of my heart!
XOXO MG


Sunday, January 18, 2015

Detoxing The Karma Train Mentality.

I can't tell you how over I am hearing or witnessing people say:
 "I can't wait till Karma hits so and so right in the A$$" or
 "The Karma train is coming for that B*%&!"

      First, I'm guilty of saying it in the past myself. Seriously, I'll always admit when & where I'm responsible. And frankly, on some levels, I'm secretly hoping it will come someday for people who have screwed me royally.
     But taking a giant step back from the D- Bags in my own life and looking at it on a soulful and metaphysical level, the more we (you and I) wish "karma" on someone, the more karma is going to creep up on us and say "I heard you calling!"

     Rather than wishing someone who has thrown you a curve ball get hit by the karma train put on your morally fit pants and wish them well.  It's basic law of attraction 101 stuff.  If you pray for them, if you extend them a blessing you are only keeping that good energy swirling around you and your loved ones.  But if you are hell bent in resentment and revenge, you are only going to make yourself sick.  Plus, no one, I mean NO ONE likes to hear anyone say the same negative shit over and over and over and over.  Soon enough it becomes less about the person who you want the hell fury and damnation over and it really turns a huge flashlight right back on YOU.
      Conversations with you will be cut short because people will dodge your obvious negative bullets and duck from you on the streets when you are coming their way.  You don't want that - so put all your enemies and your grievances on paper, take stock.  I mean it, really!  Write down all the bullshit.  All of it.  Then burn it.  Let it go.
I'm talking give it up to God or Kali or Krishna and let the Universe bring to you magic and miracles that have nothing to do with anything but awesome.

Karma doesn't discriminate.  So before you say the word (think Beetlejuice) make sure your side of the street is clean.  What's that my grandma always said? He who lives in glass houses shouldn't ever throw stones.  And this really wise guy named Jesus said "Judge not lest ye be judged." - Matthew 7:1-5.

Things you can do to help you detox from the Karma Train:
1. Forgive that person or persons.  It's hard work, but this is where the magic and the miracles lie in wait.
2. Write a letter to the said offender then burn it.
3.  Bless them.  For the love of everyone, including you - just bless them.
4.  Learn from their mistakes and be a better person right where you stand.
5.  Practice random acts of kindness.  Sure you were hurt, but break the cycle by being an angel to someone else.

If you have questions or comments please leave them below. Need to get something off your chest? You can email me who you are pissed at and why and I'll burn it in my coal stove tomorrow under the new moon.  I'm not your FairyGodMother for nothing you know.

Happy New Year my beautiful White Lighters.  I love to love you.
XO
MG

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