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Reviewing my HD Chiron Return Recording

Listened to the recording of my HD Chiron Return reading last night. 

The first thing that caught my attention was my voice. It was hard to listen to; grating. Is this what I sound like to people right now? Geez! I immediately felt bad for the 5/1 Mental Projector giving me the reading. I was often talking more than her. I recognized this came from a sense of desperation, from a severe lack of being invited to speak my mind while another listens and gives me space. It has been so long since my voice/perspective has been genuinely requested by another and the result was this not-self version of my voice. 

The good thing is that I noticed the grating of my voice lessened at certain times. If I was coming from a place of my not-self it was more intense and grating, hard to listen to. If I was coming from a place of genuine Knowing, or my G center (heart in regular chakra terms), then my voice was much smoother. My voice has never been something I like to hear, just because it sounds so different from how it sounds from within, but hearing this recording screamed/demanded recognition. True recognition isn’t demanded, it is gifted. 

Regardless, I listened past the tone of my voice and tried to focus on what the analyst was saying. I wish I had given her more space to do her job. I don’t like appearing super needy. I’ve actually accused (been accusing) my ex of this more times than I can count. Now I recognize that criticism of him was a hidden revelation of self. 

Thankfully the analyst recognized that I, as a SPP, needed to be asked specific questions in order to pull out the wisdom I don’t know I have. Her questions revealed exactly what lies ahead, my path and purpose clearly stated by myself more than once. She also reminded me of my purpose via her knowledge of my chart. Everything is in the chart/bodygraph. Spotting past decisions in the chart is easier than predicting future ones, though. For example, she showed me where, during my Uranus Opposition, there was fixed condition in my personality earth – Gate 1: The Creative, line 3, the energy to sustain creative work:

(Detriment) Material forces can disrupt creativity and lead to overambition. Materialism disrupts creativity.

This part of my personality impacted my decision to wait until the right time to leave my husband. In my previous marriage, I gave up material gain and later regretted it. The next four years I was hindered by the need to make money and survive. I decided I didn’t want this to happen again, so I waited until the right time and gathered resources while I waited. The resources I gathered and acquired via the divorce ensured I would not be hindered by material concerns. The analyst said that this decision set in motion events leading to the present. My Chiron chart shows evidence of this preparation as well: Gate 14. 

The gate is called Prosperity. In the traditional Chinese translation, it’s called Possession In Great Measure. It’s a gateway of harvesting. An effort is made, implemented, and the result is you reap the results of your labor. It’s very specific how this all takes place. And it says there is a knack in learning to embody genuine ease in situations involving resources of property, wealth, and affluence. 

I have line 2 which states that I recognize I need help to acquire this wealth. It also (detriment) can be that I think I can do it all on my own without anyone’s help. In my case, I recognized that I needed my ex and his business to create wealth and that I needed his agreement to accumulate some for myself. I was able to get his agreement and so succeeded. 

There were other instances of this but this was the most mind-blowing, IMO. The analyst agreed. 

Towards the end we got to my life beyond the Chiron Return and what that will look like. If I make it through this gauntlet I will be a completely new person. Somehow the question about how that might look to me came up. My response was that I believed I came here to help and so, based upon how my life has played out thus far, I believe my next “life” will involve a significant romantic relationship. My life thus far, my purpose and direction, has been via my romantic relationships. I help them and when I am done I move on. This next relationship must be just right. There will be no settling or accepting anything less than what I want. I mentioned I believe it will be a K-Connection and we will work together with that connection. I told her the connection is a necessity because I will not accept anything else. The Divine Love and Oneness I experienced has made normal, human, transactional love repellant to me. The exact “work” we will do together didn’t come up but it will be related to the Kundalini in some way.

The analyst brought up how, in HD, the solar plexus is going through a transformation and is shifting from an energy center to an awareness center. The transactional love humans experience here is “foreign” (perhaps implanted to hinder our evolution) and is on its way out. Part of this transition can already be seen. Love will be a whole new experience after 2027 but the transition will be gradual. She believes I might be here to be an example of what love is suppose to be pointing to my cross (purpose) during the Chiron, the Right Angle Cross of Contagion.

Finally, I said some things that helped bring clarity to my current situation. I had an interview on Friday and was not sure if I wanted to take the job if offered. Part of me does but another part of me doesn’t. I stated during my reading that I should “walk away” from my life, but am struggling with leaving my kids behind as it would be considered “abandoning” them. I suggested I take a long cruise or trip that kept me away 6-12 months and let the cards fall where they may while I’m gone. I even mentioned that, while I don’t know what will take me away for that length of time, I do feel that timing is key. Something will come along at the right time that will feel correct and I will leave. 

How does this relate to my current situation? Well, when listening to my own Knowing on the recording, I recognized working at a school was not what I want to do and doing so would only repeat old patterns that no longer serve me. I don’t need to work, so why not take this time to work on me and enjoy not working? When I had this realization my guide came forward and held out his hand. He asked me if I was ready and reminded me I had help and was not alone. There was a Knowing with his request that taking his hand meant making some difficult changes, not just in life decisions but in myself. Change takes time, especially change that involves breaking unhealthy habits (weak boundaries, accepting the wrong invitations regularly, being a people pleaser, giving into others requests/demands despite it not being correct for me, etc.) I took his hand and burst into tears.

I was able to get a glimpse of the future me. I recognized her. I’ve been her before. I AM her. I just have to clear the cobwebs and debris from my life so her light can shine as brightly as intended.

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Pandora Sphinx Moth

Yesterday, after another particularly rough day, I took a walk and cried as I walked. This is becoming my new norm. Walk, walk, cry sometimes, cry some more, walk. Often my thoughts are chaotic and this time was no different. 

One part of me was thinking of retreating not just away from people but into myself. This is my go-to when I feel overwhelmed. I don’t reach out, I don’t seek help or communicate with others. I’ve been judged, belittled and rejected too many times. All I want to do is return to my cabin in nature and never come out. The problem is that, without something to do, without some purpose or plan, retreat feels poisonous.  

The other part of me sees my situation as an opportunity to return to myself – the me who wants to help, who sees the good in others and is capable of pouring herself into meaningful work. 

The me who retreats is terrified of the unknown and taking that leap that could potentially lead me back to myself. The fear is debilitating and is keeping me stuck. IDK how to push past it.

When I returned home from my walk I noticed a large moth clinging to the brick facade. I immediately recognized it to be a sphinx moth. When I looked it up it turned out to be a Pandora Sphinx Moth. 

Pandora – 

The meaning of the Pandora myth is roughly this: human beings are endowed (Pandora = pan-dora = ‘all-gifted’) with a mind and soul that is like a treasure house of riches and fine jewels. However when we stray from the path of humility and holiness, and instead allow our thinking to be dominated by ruminations about the future or past, we unleash myriad woes in the form of intrusive thoughts and negative emotions. 

Pandora’s box released the world’s evils but also released the antidote to that evil: Hope.

Sphinx moth – 

Symbolizes transformation, profound change, and navigating the darkness with grace and wisdom. Its life cycle embodies personal growth and spiritual awakening, while its appearance can signify a time for letting go of old ways to embrace new knowledge. The moth’s nocturnal nature also connects it to the spiritual world, representing a yearning for truth, clarity, and purpose as it seeks light in the dark.

I held the moth for a time and then let it go in the backyard near the grapevine it most likely lived on as a caterpillar. When I checked later in the evening it had flown away. It’s visit not lost on me, I was immediately calmed and my upset lessened.

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From 6/2 SPP to 2/4 Emotional Projector

Being this emotional is exhausting. I don’t know how emotionally defined people do it! I get that I am now an emotional projector because of my Chiron Return but this is for the birds. I can’t go one day without breaking into tears. Stupid stuff makes me cry but so does the other, deeper stuff. And the anger and other emotions that come up are not only surprising but scary at times. I want to act on how I feel and, though I know not to, have done a few things I later regretted.

For example, my ex put $8200 on one of my credit cards without my permission so I reported it as fraud. He retaliated by asking the other owners of the business to fire me, which they did but I was able to negotiate myself a couple more weeks of work plus cash out my 3 weeks pay in exchange for training my replacement. So, I was forced to quit because I opted to act during one of my emotional waves rather than wait it out. C’est la vie.

It is very real to me now how the emotional wave works. I’ve read about it and have seen it in others (my daughter and youngest son) but to actually experience it is a whole new ballgame. 

So, during this transit my normal bodygraph (left) is influenced by the bodygraph of the transit (right), which, in this case, is a 2/4 Emotional Projector. I am still a SPP but with the added bonus of having a defined root and solar plexus. The combined charts, however, give you a better idea of what is going on.

Talk about an entirely new person! Woah. It helps explain what I’ve been going through, but it doesn’t make me feel any better. I really would like to go back to normal me, now, please. That me felt safer, more familiar and less overwhelmed. I like being able to turn my emotion on and off at will. 

There is a lot of info in these bodygraphs and I don’t have time or really any interest in diving deep into all of it. What stands out to me, though, is the Educational Channel – Recognition (30-41). This is the channel that I gain during the transit, it is the only channel of the 2/4 Projector. Thus, it is the likely source of all this emotion and all my imaginings of possible future paths. 

This channel represents the energy of setting intentions and feeling deeply about life. You’re designed to carry the potential for manifesting desires by identifying what truly matters and then channeling your passion toward making those experiences come to life.​

Gate 30 (The Clinging Fire): You bring the intensity of feelings and the fire of desire into all that you pursue. Your passion helps you commit to your intentions with devotion, giving you the drive to overcome challenges and pursue what you truly want. 

Gate 41 (The Fantasy): You have a natural ability to envision possibilities and dream about what could be. This gate represents the seed of new desires and the beginning of emotional cycles that help you initiate new experiences in your life. 

Together, these gates empower you to pursue dreams with focus and intensity, inspiring others to follow their own heartfelt desires. You’re here to recognize the desires that are truly aligned with your purpose and to follow your inner fire to make those dreams a reality. Source

The issue is that I am struggling to see any ideal future path for myself. None of the paths truly call to me. I understand that is because all the data is not there just yet but it is frustrating to not feel that familiar feeling in my G center that says the path is the correct one for me. Instead, all I feel is crazy emotion and that emotion makes it hard to see/sense/feel my internal compass.

For example, I see the path of retreating to my new country home and using that time to heal and sort out what I want. The issue with this path is I feel it would be unwise to spend too much time alone right now. I am struggling with the emotion that insists on overwhelming me. I know to let it pass, to ride the wave, but when done, I feel exhausted. There are moments of clarity and relief at the end of the wave but they are short lived. Then another wave starts and it happens all over again.

Then there is the path of finding work so that I have something to keep me occupied whilst going through this hellish, emotional ride. I run into the two me’s issue here: the me who is ready to experience anything and the me who is just wants to curl up in a ball and give up. I’ve been working-from-home for nearly 8 years. I’ve grown use to that schedule and I like it. The idea of going back to a 9-5 is not appealing and I push the thought away only to get a nudge from within reminding me that once, not too long ago, I enjoyed work, even looked forward to it. And yes, it was a 9-5.

The other day, on whim, while I was feeling hopeful and positive (rare these days), I decided I would fill out an application to be a substitute school counselor in the school district my children attend. There was a sense at the back of my mind that doing so would open a pandora’s box so to speak (this links to another experience I’ll share in a later post). Meaning, it was very, very likely this seemingly minor decision would result in a job opportunity.

Sure enough, two days later I received a phone call from a high school asking if I would consider interviewing for an open school counselor position. They wanted me to interview the next day. I reacted with “Oh, wow.” They said, “I know it’s short notice but we’re kinda desperate.” So, not sure what to do, I figured I would interview because, why not? Worse case scenario, nothing comes of it and I got to practice my interview skills which are very, very rusty.

The interview was yesterday. I did okay. I wasn’t prepared because I don’t really ever prepare, I just wing it. Usually that works for me if the job is meant for me. I did find the group who interviewed me to be friendly, their energies not unpleasant. The school itself is HUGE and that was a bit intimidating. I may have said too much in the interview and became emotional towards the end (grrrr!) so who knows what will come of it. Either I will get offered the job or I won’t. If I get offered the job I will go with what spontaneously arises from my mouth because, well I am a SPP. lol If it is a yes, then a new adventure awaits and the scared me will need a lot of consoling and hand holding.

Of course, I’ve already considered my options and if I go with yes it requires a lot of change on my part. I cannot confront the hour drive from my country home one-way every day. So, I’ll have to handle that. My ex says I can live at the family home (with him) which is a nice gesture but NOT a good idea. He is the source of most of my emotion right now and the last thing I need is to have that triggered on a daily basis. Counseling takes an emotional toil as well and I will need space alone to decompress. So, I might have to rent an apartment. It is doable but not ideal.

I had decided to not take the job if it is offered, crying over the idea of it but also crying over the idea of it not being an option. Eventually, some calm descended and I was reminded again of a time when I looked forward to going to work, felt successful and accomplished, and created meaningful, lasting relationships. That version of me is still in there somewhere. Wouldn’t it be nice to resurrect her?

Anyway, I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it. At this point I don’t care one way or the other.

Cycle Cross

One last thing…with my Chiron I get a new cycle cross: Right Angle Cross of Contagion. While this cross (purpose) initially sounds cringy (I thought virus when I heard it lol), it actually means that I inspire others to the point that it catches like fire.

Right Angle Cross of Contagion 2 in Human Design

Primary Energy Flow: Contribution → Possession in Great Measure – Power Skills → Desire → Perseverance

Beginning with the drive to contribute (Gate 8), this variation starts with practical impact and builds toward sustained passion.

Characteristic Traits:

  • Leads with meaningful action
  • Naturally practical approach
  • Strong resource management
  • Develops passionate commitment over time

Professional Expression:

  • Excels in resource development roles
  • Natural talent for business building
  • Effective at creating sustainable systems
  • Strong at implementing practical solutions

Relationship Dynamics:

  • Forms connections through shared goals
  • Builds relationships through practical support
  • Develops deeper emotional bonds over time
  • Maintains connections through consistent effort

Challenge Areas:

  • May appear too practical initially
  • Needs to develop emotional expression
  • Can struggle with showing enthusiasm early on
  • Must learn to balance practicality with passion

Life Purpose:

This variation is designed to create change through practical contribution first, building passionate commitment through proven success. They are the “foundation builders” who develop sustainable enthusiasm. Source

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Safety is an Illusion

My guides were talking to me again last night. This time it came from me wondering about an off feeling I was having. I couldn’t put my finger on it and as my mind drifted to how my life had had fallen apart in such a short amount of time. The song “Don’t Let the Sun Go Down” was on my mind weeks prior, specifically the part, “But losing everything feels like the sun going down on me”. I wondered back then what I would lose, well I know now. 

Back during my heart connection days the same message came through but was with the house of cards symbolism repeating. Funny enough, the house of cards message recently reappeared. I also recently heard from my guidance, “Life is fragile”. I took from these reminders, along with others I will not mention now because of how numerous they are, that safety is an illusion and we build up our lives in a certain way so that it feels and appears safe. In this illusory safety we live out our lives happily unaware of just how easily it could all fall apart.

I am especially guilty of attempting to guarantee some sense of safety in my life. I struggle with uncertainty, but the reality is the only thing that is certain is death. The rest is akin to an imaginary safety net we alone are responsible for constructing.

All of these thoughts resulted in me recognizing how I created the exact situation I am experiencing now out of a desperate attempt to feel safe. I constructed my life, from my marriage to my job to my choice of friends and acquaintances, in an attempt to feel some semblance of safety. I lived a life that was not mine. I chose to become someone who fit into another’s life because that other seemed to have what I did not – safety, acceptance, purpose, love. I did this with all my relationships and it dictated the path I took in life and led me to exactly this place. A place of uncertainty and confusion brought on by the sudden implosion of everything my identity was build upon. 

Interesting enough, this path, the crumbling of my false self, was set in motion in 2016 but I chickened out and reverted to the only safety I’d ever known. The result was another ten years pretending I did the right thing even though my entire Being screamed otherwise. I opted to continue on despite the discomfort and that discomfort slowly turned into intolerance to the point of bitterness. I began to imagine my life as it is now. I didn’t recognize the potency of my intention at that time.

The loss was unbearable at first and the confusion extreme. This excerpt from the book, “While You are Healing” says it well:

the pure confusion
of loving someone who hurt you.
of wanting them to return to you,
but feeling relief when they don’t. 

But back to the conversation with my guidance…..

I had been thinking of how all those who I considered loved me, did not. All those who I considered family, never were. All those I considered friend turned on a dime. I recognized how none of this would have been so bad had I not chosen to alienate my Self for a sense of belonging and safety from a group I never once felt invited into. Instead, I attempted to invite myself. They only tolerated me because I was aligned with someone that was their family. When that someone rejected me, so too did they. 

I saw how this is my pattern. I heard, “How did that go?” The answer was me mentally rolling my eyes. I was asked if I had ever paved my own path. At first I thought I had not. No…but then I had. Prior to meeting my current husband I had. I was traveling a path I alone created. Doing what was best for me. I was working a full-time job, in the process of building my own house on family land, and, most importantly, actively following my life’s passion to help people via my psychic medium business. 

What had happened? Why did I stop? 

I met my second husband and slowly traded my identity for one more palatable to him and his family. I did this willingly. 

Why?

It was easier than following my own path. His path was safer because I could see it more clearly. My own path was cloudy and uncertain. I didn’t feel good enough nor was I brave enough to venture into the unknown. I had also tired of being alone. 

My guidance asked me how I felt when I followed my own path. Empowered. Successful. Excited. But also afraid and unsure of myself and extremely lonely. 

My guidance asked how I felt when I followed another’s path. Bitter, depressed, unhappy. But also secure and more certain. Although I wasn’t physically alone, I still felt alone.

My mind was taken to the present. Yesterday I applied to the local school district hoping to substitute teach or perhaps go back to school counseling. Why? I want the security of a job and to be closer to my children. 

But is this a decision made from Knowing that it is the right one? Or is it a decision made from a place of fear?

The second most definitely. 

Why choose it then?

Because the first is an unknown. I do not know what the right path is. It is cloudy and uncertain. I don’t like that. The other path is clear. I know what to expect and how it will play out. 

How has that worked out for you so far?

Mental eye roll again.

Perhaps it is time to be the leader of your own life rather than a follower of another’s?

I eventually accepted this message and fell asleep.

Dream: Circular Path

The dream began with me lounging around in my bed wearing pajamas, snacking and watching TV. I suddenly saw the time and knew I was super late to a wedding. The wedding was for three couples. I distinctly saw them in my mind as one from the past, one from the present and one from the future. 

I jumped up and began to ready myself, pulling on my formal attire and deciding not to bother with makeup or hair. I began to make my way to my car and realized I wouldn’t make it. I only had 4 minutes and the distance I had to travel was far. I decided to call and tell them I wasn’t coming. My mom answered. I apologized for my latelness and told her there was no way I could make it. She answered that everyone else was late, too, and they would wait for me. She was calm and loving in her response which eased my anxiety. 

As I reversed out of my driveway I went a bit too far. I recognized my mistake too late. It was muddy and I was likely to get stuck. Instead I felt an impact and was stopped by something that I imagined was a fence. I jumped out of the car to check the damage. Sure enough I had hit something and it was tall. It had busted out the back corner window. I noted the damage on my brand new car but shrugged it off as not being “that bad”. I got back in the car and attempted to drive. The car spun in circles and wouldn’t go straight. I got back out and flipped the car over to get to the tires. One back tire had a small, metal piece that was stuck. I unstuck it and spun the tire. It spun straight. I got back in and drove away.

I woke and immediately knew the symbolism. I was being shown my past and how I make the same decision, a decision to choose another’s path over my own, over and over again. The result it no movement forward on my own path. Instead I am stuck. In the dream I fix the tire and can finally go forward. So, I am aware now that I need to make different decisions and have the courage to follow my own path even though it is cloudy and uncertain. 

Safety is an illusion. The sooner I accept this, the better.

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Wounded Healer Cycle: Wound, Work, Resolution

I had a Human Design Chiron Return reading last Wednesday but I’m still process it.

The entire week was a rough one and I am still working through some crazy emotions this week. It is all part of the wounded healer cycle of Chiron Return and at least now I know the specific cycle and how to use this knowledge to my advantage.

First, last week was horrendous in terms of emotional healing work. I was house sitting for my mom, so back in my childhood home, which I find fitting considering the healing work that I’m doing (forced to do). I spent the darkest days of my Saturn Return at the same house and, of course, part of my childhood years as well. It was not lost to me that I had come full circle, back to the beginning so to speak, or the end depending on how you view it. So I KNEW some work was about to happen, but I had no clue how intense it would be.

I purged in ways I didn’t know possible. Aside from the decimation I felt after my heart connection ghosted me, this has been the most challenging process I’ve had to go through – and it is far from done! The emotion would hit me mainly in the solar plexus but also other chakras as if giving me notice of what kind of emotion was coming up for release. It would hit so hard I could hardly breathe and my entire body would shudder. It felt as if I were dying at times. The emotions often made no sense. They were chaotic and unorganized, bouncing around inside until released. I found that walking, sometimes outside, other times back and forth inside, was soothing to my system. I must have walked miles of circles around the living room!

The day of the reading I had already gone through two days and three nights of purging. The reading was interrupted twice by thunderstorms which knocked out the power, and the internet, which I felt was symbolic of my inner turmoil. Thankfully, the storm passed and I was able to get the data I was looking for.

My Chiron Wounded Healer Cycle:

WOUND: 3.6 Surrender

The ultimate maturity to recognize when struggle is futile. 

Sun exalted. As its light sustains, so life goes on. The innate acceptance that ordering is a process, not a problem. 

Pluto detriment. As darkness overwhelms, life can seem worthless leading to depression and the sense of hopelessness. The overwhelming power of confused energy can lead to depression.

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WORK: 3.3 Survival

The ability to recognize and distinguish between fertile and sterile in their various manifestations. 

Venus exalted. In reproduction, the ability to choose the best mate. An innate knowing of what is sterile and what is fertile where the mutation is specifically biological and dependent on collaboration with others. 

Pluto detriment. The perverse denial of evolutionary standards. An innate contrariness which refuses to mutate.

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RESOLUTION: 3.1Synthesis

Difficulties can be only overcome when all the pertinent factors have been analyzed. 

Earth exalted. The understanding that confusion is natural and must always exist before clarity can be achieved. An innate knowing that order will emerge from confusion. 

Mercury detriment. The reliance on intellect at the expense of intuition can lead to unnecessary frustration. The inability to know that order will emerge and the drive to find this knowing elsewhere.

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Pluto is really a pain in my ass. Look at those depressing detriments!

I tend to go into depression on the wound part. I think I enjoy it to the extent that I’ve become somewhat addicted to it. I love to wallow in the melancholic. It can be quite beautiful. It always leads to a release via clarity.

In the work stage I come to recognize my healing is tied to my connections, especially my mate (is this from Venus I wonder?). In this particular instance it is my ex but I think at the core the wound came from much earlier and through familial bonds.

When I reach the healing part I understand a process must play out and I relax into it, trusting all will work out as intended. I’ve been really struggling to stop investing in the outcome, though. Thinking of all the “what if’s” has kept me awake one too many nights.

I wish the cycle wouldn’t repeat every day, though. Sigh. 

Core Wound

I think one of my core wounds was triggered during my parent’s divorce. My world was turned upside down. I struggled with anger and other emotions and had to go to counseling. They labeled me “emotionally disturbed”. The chaos of the situation was too much for me and my parents were so caught up in their own personal chaos that they weren’t really able to help me. My mom did, later, at the urging of the school because my behavior was creating issues. She was advised to move me away from my dad whose behavior was the source of my reactive behavior.

My dad was emotionally distant and struggled to express love. He very angry and vengeful and targeted my mom through us, especially me. I didn’t want to see him when it was time for visitation. My older sister could stay home since she was old enough, but me, being only 8, and my younger sister, 5, had no choice. I would often have meltdowns as he came to pick us up. I remember being forced to get in his car and my mom telling me how sorry she was but that I had to go.

On the car rides to his place where he lived with his new wife, he would tell me how she was my “new mom” and I would be living with them and how he planned to not take me back home to my mom. I didn’t like it there. The woman was a stranger to me and seemed cold and uncaring. She had kids my age, though, which helped distract me via our playtime. 

My dad broke into the house and threatened my mom. She bought a gun out of fear for her safety. I never knew what I would find when I came home. One time he broke into the house and stolen a jar of change I had in my bedroom.

I was so traumatized by these interactions with my dad that I began to memorize the path to his house. I didn’t realize I was doing this until my mom asked me if I could take her there. My dad had purposefully hidden his location from her to avoid being arrested for not paying child support. My mom recalled how I seemed to know even the tiniest of details about how to get there. In the end, I took her directly to the house, she noted the address and then took me to Dairy Queen for an ice cream reward. 

When I was 10yrs old, my dad had me and my sisters for a week at his apartment in Houston. He left us alone most of the day while he worked. When it was time to go home my dad refused to take us. I went into panic mode and began to cry and protest loudly. He laughed. It was an evil, sadistic kind of laugh and made me all the more afraid. He only laughed like that when he had the intention to hurt or harm. I demanded to call my mom and he eventually let me. She asked me for location and I told her what I knew. It must have been more info than my dad thought I had and he eventually changed course and took us home. I didn’t see him for years after that. 

So, this core wound is connected to relationships with men, the first man being my own father. It is connected to feelings of trauma, uncertainty, loss of control and fear. It is connected to panic and a strong desire to run and get away. My little child mind was unable to handle the chaos and confusion I felt inside. And now I am feeling many of these same feelings but the circumstances are very different. I’m not in danger. No one is threatening to kidnap me or keep me from going home. Yet my trauma has been triggered and the feelings rise up to be released and I must not over identify with them because they are old, stagnant and do not apply to the present situation. 

When I visited Costa Rica I recall standing on the rocky coastline looking out at the ocean. I could hear nothing but the roaring of the waves. Numb and feeling uncertain about my future, my guide whispered, “You are safe here.” I immediately burst into tears. It was the first time I recognized how unsafe I felt. I believe this was a foreshadowing of what I am experiencing now. 

I don’t feel safe in this world, in this body, in this life, and it causes me to put distance between myself and others. I don’t trust others or this world because I was let down by my father, someone who was suppose to love me and keep me safe. He was suppose to cherish me and protect me from harm. But he did the opposite and the scars are destroying my relationships.

I don’t know how to resolve this. I know this wound was there before I came into this life. It was just reopened by my childhood experiences and then later opened via other instances where similar feelings arose. The circumstances that trigger the feelings are not important. It is the feelings themselves that are destructive because they come with decisions. Decisions like, “I wont let this happen to me again”, or “I can’t trust anyone. I can only trust myself.” These decisions have dictated my path up until now. I have retreated so far into myself that I don’t know if I can come back. And when I do, I fear opening up to and trusting others. To do so would be risky. That little child comes out and wants to run and hide. 

The most memorable part of the emotional releases I’ve been experiencing are just how physical they are. Again, the closest experience to this was when my heart connection stopped communicating with me. I remember the only way I got through that time was to surrender. This came via an OBE where I was struggling in a vast, dark ocean, nearly drowning. When I surrendered, I floated there and stared at the stars in the night sky. The dark waves eventually deposited my body on the beach where I remember celebrating. From that point on it was still difficult but at least I could breathe. I guess I need to do the same with this, only my Chiron Return isn’t actually done until May 2027.

The HD analyst told me that it seems like my process had a jump start (it began mid-year last year) and explained that happens sometimes. She is halfway through her Chiron and just now noticed it. Of course I would plan my life to jump head first into heavy emotional crap.

I’ll write another post about the content of the reading soon. Here is a song that was sent to me recently to remind me to surrender.

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Dream: Stuck in Elevator

This is the first time I’ve had a dream of being stuck inside an elevator. So much symbolism here.

I was outside walking and came across a male runner who was struggling to breathe. I reached out and touched him on the shoulder. He flinched and moved down away from my touch but not without wincing from some unknown pain. I asked him what was wrong. I don’t recall his response only that he eventually seemed to accept my help. A passerby joined me and we helped him hobble towards a building as he gasped for air. He reminded me of my ex in the dream, because he is a long-distance runner. The man’s build and energy also seemed to match but I can’t recall his face so IDK.

When we got to the it turned out to be a hotel. I went directly to the elevator, my destination the 5th floor. I don’t recall the runner man being with me at this time. A lady with children ran to the elevator as the doors were closing. I pushed the button that keeps the door open and reassured her she could come inside. The door tried to close on her and she withdrew. 

The doors closed but the elevator didn’t move. The people inside with me were confused as was I. I worried there was a malfunction. Would the elevator fall downward and kill us all? Were we trapped inside without a way out?

After a short while, someone pushed a button and the elevator lurched and began to travel up very fast but then backtracked and went down to the what I believe was the first floor. Then it lurched upward and stopped at what I thought was level 5. A woman and her friend were relieved when the doors opened and they rushed out. It was level 7, not 5. There was a map of the levels on the elevator wall and level 7 shouldn’t have even been accessible from the elevator. Level 5 was the top on its route. 

The elevator doors closed with the rest of us inside. I stayed because I thought, “Maybe it is working now?” It continued and took us down. I think it stopped on the ground floor. I opted to exit because the elevator shut down and needed repair.

When we got out, the group dispersed. I went to get a cup of coffee. My ex was at the buffet where the coffee and juice machines were. I remember distinctly how hotel-like it all was. I selected a small paper cup for my coffee but it was full of used coffee filters and trash. I pulled out the trashed cup and the rest were the same. I held it up to my ex and commented, “All the cups are dirty, I wonder if they have more.” As I looked around for an employee to assist, my ex sat a large cup of steaming hot coffee on the counter in front of me. It was at least five times the size of the cup I was seeking, way more coffee than I wanted. I turned my back on the large cup and my ex. The feeling I got was that I didn’t want what he had offered. I felt insulted. 

Considerations/Symbolism

Elevators represent consciousness with awareness going up as the elevator goes up and awareness going down as the elevator goes down. I think of the levels as the chakras in this case since the top floor was level 7 and there are 7 chakras. I wanted to go to the 5th level, throat chakra and communication. The elevator being stuck and its unpredictable behavior reflects the state of the people inside. The elevator went to 7 but I didn’t get off. Perhaps I am not seeking that kind of awareness right now? I end up getting off at the root chakra level, which is all about survival, feeling safe and stable in life. It is the foundation chakra. I get off on the 1st floor reluctantly, uncertain where the elevator will go if I do not and not wanting to end up stuck inside. 

The man running, if he is symbolic of my ex, is in distress. He can’t breathe. Is he feeling suffocated or is his struggling in some way I do not have knowledge of? Or perhaps this is his future and I am being shown he will need my help, though he will at first be unwilling to accept it because it causes him pain? This second seems more likely but it could be both. 

Later, my ex gives me coffee. Coffee is awareness. I am seeking it, just not in the amounts he gives me. I think his awareness gift is too much for me so in the dream I reject it. It may also be that I do not want to see his side of things as I am too caught up in my own struggles. What I want is full of trash and debris, indicating things that are distracting me from even a little awareness of the situation.

The symbolism of the hotel and elevator both represent transition, change and the temporary nature of certain life situations. Dreaming about hotels could be connected to feelings of uncertainty, impermanence, or being in a transitional phase life. It might also reflect experiences and feelings about temporary yet constantly changing environments.

Vision

I saw a large pot filled with gravely dirt. In the left corner, barely noticeable, was a tiny Venus flytrap. With it came the message, “Life is fragile.” 

I’ve never seen a Venus flytrap in a vision or dream so I had to look it up. 

  • Feeling trapped in a toxic relationship or job
  • Struggling to set boundaries with others
  • Dealing with a controlling or manipulative person
  • Suppressing your own desires or needs

The vision itself could be showing me that I need to take control and set boundaries or it may simply be showing me my anxieties. IF the vision is about me, anyway. I woke up thinking about my ex’s new relationship so it could be about him but maybe that is just what I want it to be.

Also, my first inclination was to focus on the Venus part. Venus is the planet of love and romantic relationships. The flytrap part is about enticement of prey in search of sustenance. Thus, I thought of my ex and tendency to obsess over whoever he has his romantic sights on. He is needy and hungry for “love” and will do whatever it takes to possess the individual he has his sights on. This can lead to the person his focus is on having their very life sucked out of them (energetically).

The message, “Life is fragile” seemed connected to just how small the plant was in comparison to the pot it was in. It has an ominous ring to it, or that is how I perceived the message.  

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Message: All it Takes is a Spark

I had a dream that was fairly long and detailed, though I can’t recall the conversations in it much. The man in it reminded me first of one person and then of another but I distinctly recall looking at his face and it was an oval, golden globe of moving light. He was also very tall, towering over me, and completely naked (I think I was, too). Funny enough, I can’t remember if his body was also made of light. lol

We were in a bedroom discussing my life and he was asking me questions, which I happily answered. I WISH I could remember the conversation! Anyway, I remember mentioning eating chicken breast and talking about how much I enjoyed keeping my body active and healthy. I was in a very good mood and super comfortable with him, laughing and talking a million miles a minute. He remained calm, listening intently, and told me how fascinated he was with me. He told me, “You’re amazing” or something close to that. I told him he was, too, and hugged him, wrapping my arms around his neck joyfully. We hugged a long time and I sensed from him sadness connected to a belief he wasn’t good enough. Recognizing myself in him, I began to kiss him on his neck to reassure him that he was and always will be enough. He put his hand on my back and stroked my shoulder lovingly. I could feel from him that he had genuine love and appreciation for all that I am.  His touch sent chills down my spine, spreading into my root and expanding outward. The energy of it woke me. 

I was immediately upset that I woke from the dream. Why must I always wake up when it starts getting good!? A male guide was close, reassuring me. He told me what I experienced in the dream was a good thing and asked me why I avoided it. I told him I felt it led to bad things and I prefer to not experience pain, hurt, and disappointment. I was recalling the two Kundalini connections I’ve had and how they both led to disappointment and immense pain, the first much more than the second. I was reminded that what I felt was the energy of creation. To feel it is to feel ALIVE. I agreed and would love to feel it again, but not if it isn’t consistent and no lasting relationship comes of it. My experiences with it have made me very wary of K connections. Yet, I wish to totally lose myself to another, to come into complete Union. I don’t understand it.

I’ve only seen a golden man like in this dream one other time and it was also tied to the Kundalini. He was teaching me. I think he said he was my “tantra teacher”. At the time, though, I just saw him in the corner of the room, standing and looking back at me. The sight of him woke me immediately because it was so unusual. This time seeing him like that didn’t cause any reaction, I just remembered it vividly when I woke. The most vivid part is how the golden energy moved, little tiny sparks of light like golden fireflies trapped in a jar.

My guide told me, “All it takes is a spark”. Then I was shown a vision of how my energy body would slowly catch fire and not long after be engulfed in flames. I didn’t reject this at all as it seems it is always some catalyst that creates this response in me. I tend to have no control over who does it or when it happens. It takes me by complete surprise. 

It felt like my guide was showing me a glimpse of my future. If so, I’m not totally against it happening but it needs to be correct for me. I’m not looking for marriage or a traditional relationship. I don’t even think a live-in situation would work for me. I can’t deal with expectation weighing me down. I don’t want to deal with another man child, or be constantly pursued for sex, as if that is my only value. Above all, though, I need to feel absolutely safe with whoever it is.

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Multiple OBEs, Energy Surge and Boss Baby

Woke at around 4am with thoughts about lots of things that have been bothering me. Most are piddly things; things I should not be wasting my energy on. So, I spent quite a while tossing and turning while attempting to quiet my mind by focusing on my breath in mindfulness meditation. I would do well for a bit and then fall back into the trap of thinking.

At one point I achieved a fully relaxed state. Recognizing this meant I could sleep, I asked to go OOB. I heard back, “Where would you go?” I randomly said, “To see my mom.” lol 

Not long after this I began hearing noises-off and recognized I could exit my body. I exited the first time and made it halfway down my stairs when my throat felt scratchy. When I attempted to clear it I popped back into my physical body. I re-exited almost immediately, this time making it to down the stairs but with my blanket wrapped around my feet. I tried to make it vanish with a thought but ultimately was brought back to my body. Round three – again there was a scratchy sensation in my throat. I automatically attempted to clear it and went back to my body. 

Each exit I had full vision and all astral body senses but little annoyances kept stopping my progress. I believe this was symbolic of the little annoyances of life that had been keeping my mind active and interrupting my sleep. I also find it interesting that twice my throat was scratchy. I believe this is indicative of a block in that area, which I am prone to at times. One of the issues bothering me was not being able to communicate several times the previous day.

Still, I persisted since I was still in the vibrational state (very subtle) and kept hearing noises-off. Every exit was pretty seamless, though the first few (above) were slower and more cumbersome. I rolled out, popped out and floated out of my body with each new exit. Note: I was exiting and returning frequently because I seemed unable to maintain each trip for very long. 

In one more memorable exit, I made it downstairs, saw my ex and my children, and made it to the living room near the front door. There I went to sleep (ha!) and then was awakened by noises-off and my ex furiously cleaning and making a ruckus over how dirty to house was. I realized it was nonsense and exited my body from that point and went out the door, my ex still complaining behind me.

OBE: Model-T

When I went outside, my dog tried to go with me and I initially stopped him, but, remembering it was a dream, I allowed him out saying, “Oh who cares!”. He ran out and I stopped at the step because there was a black Model-T parked in the driveway. I laughed and said aloud, “That’s a Model-T!” Then I turned and looked around the neighborhood noticing all the parked cars were also Model-T’s. Additionally, there was a nice, thick blanket of snow on the ground despite the Spring like feel outside. The neighborhood was also unfamiliar, reminding me of somewhere in New England. I began to float up to fly around but paused to grab some snow and went back to my physical body.

OBE: Group of Girls

I immediately exited my body. I recall random kitchen chairs (wooden type) lying on the floor in the hallway. I picked one up and tossed it down the stairs in front of me as I flew down. I went straight for the door and outside. Again it was the same New England-like neighborhood. This time there was no snow or Model-T’s. A group of children were sitting outside. It was Fall as I could see colorful leaves littering the ground. I flew up and one girl pointed and went, “Wow! She’s flying!” I went upward quickly as if getting sucked up and was able to refocus and float back down. A girl came up, arms spread wide, asking, “Can you take me up with you?” I said, “Of course!” and grabbed her in my arms and took her to the treetops. I could see the other girls looking up at us from below, all their faces lit up with smiles.

OBE: Energy Surge

Again, back to my body but it was more gradual. It was more like a shift because I closed my eyes and lost all vision but I could still feel I was OOB. For some reason I got creative and created a vast warm ocean full of exotic and alien marine life. I never saw it visually, just mentally, as my eyes were closed. I could feel it, though, as I did a backstroke. Not only did I feel the water and the buoyancy of it, but I could see colors streaking through it despite my eyes being closed (the colors were bright). It was like the water was every color of the rainbow at varying times. Eventually, I just floated there soaking up the sensations and colors, allowing myself to be soothed and blanketed in the water’s warmth.

Then, suddenly, the vibrations, very subtle and almost unnoticeable up until this point, went into overdrive. It felt like a lightening surge of energy rushed into me. It began at my middle back and spread to my entire astral body. I could feel my astral body lurch upward in an arch. My eyes were forced open and I had instant, ultra clear vision of the space. My eyes felt strange, like I had beams of energy pouring out of them. I wish I could’ve seen my astral body at that time! I bet it was spectacular. 

My vision revealed I was lying in a bed that was not mine in an unfamiliar bedroom. It was very light colored and sparsely furnished. I honestly don’t recall too much about it because I was in shock from the incredible energy that was coursing through me.

OBE: Boss Baby

With eyes still forced wide open by the energy, music began to fill my mind. It was not a song I’d ever heard but it was a complete song – instruments, vocals and everything. The main words were, “Freedom!” lol And something about the song seemed to propel me up and out of the bed, down the stairs and out the front door. The entire time I am attempting to sing along but I don’t know the words so I’m a second or two behind them. Mostly I just remember repeating that I was free, that freedom was possible, etc. 

Outside it was the same as before – a New England neighborhood – but this time there was a courtyard in the middle of a roundabout with people lounging on chairs in groups of two or three. I was soaring in the air and the people outside looked up with astonished faces and pointed. I specifically recall a black woman sitting in a chair having coffee for some reason. I also saw a man sitting on a raised, circular, concrete platform smoking a cigarette, his back to me. I remember singing “Freedom!” as I flew over to him. What is really curious is he instantly morphed into a chubby baby wearing a diaper (think Boss Baby). The cigarette was still in his mouth nearly burned down to his lips. I noted it and didn’t react because 1. it was a dream and 2. I was enjoying myself thoroughly. Later, the image of the cigarette about to burn his mouth stayed with me.

I returned to my body and had a few other small, insignificant OBEs, mostly in my house hearing noise-off, going to explore, etc. They were all cut short by my mind trying to hang onto the memory of the more significant previous OBEs.

I never once even thought about visiting my mom. LOL I recognized why, though. I was not in any shape to visit someone linked to so many emotional memories. I needed my OBEs for an energy attunement (that’s what I feel I got anyway). 

I woke feeling rested, relaxed and grateful. Also, when I started to thank my guidance I stopped short recognizing I should be thanking myself. It was me, after all, who had accomplished it all. It was all me.

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Hummingbird

I spent several days out a my new abode – alone. The solitude was much needed. I’ve been experiencing sleep difficulties again and high blood pressure (yikes!). My BP is averaging 140/90+, the bottom number being the most volatile, sometimes going up to 107! My Dr. isn’t concerned because it comes down when I am calm, but I am not calm very often these days. Stress is the culprit, thus my retreat away from everyone and everything for a few days.

Ample sleep was gotten as was plenty of slow, stress-free time alone. I have a sleep number bed that tells me how well I sleep with a range from 1-100, 100 being the best sleep ever. My numbers are usually in the low 70s and high 60s. For three nights my numbers were in the 80s! Yay!

I took a ton of walks and did some breathing meditations. I’ve been exploring Buddhist practices, starting with short, mindfulness meditations. I haven’t gone past 5 minutes yet, but am working on it. I think my guidance approves because I got a message yesterday morning upon waking, “Purpose is in the moment.” It is indeed.

Hummingbird

Two days into my retreat I was in the kitchen cleaning up some dishes when I noticed a hummingbird flying around with something in her mouth. I had never seen a hummingbird do that so I paid closer attention. It wasn’t long before I saw her going back to the same place on a tree. A tiny crook at the end of a twig. I went outside to look closer and saw what looked like a bunch of moss stuck on the twig. The hummingbird buzzed my head as I thought, “She’s making a nest!”

As the day progressed, I checked on her progress periodically. By the end of the day she had a thimble sized nest and I took the opportunity during a passing thunderstorm to sit outside with my camera to take pictures and video (you can hear the thunder on the video). She was not very afraid of me so I was able to get pretty close, about 10ft away, which allowed me to zoom in really close.

Honestly, I was fascinated and appreciative that she would choose to share with me such a private part of her tiny life. Just writing about it makes me emotional for some reason. The pictures and video don’t come close to how beautiful she and her tiny nest are.

I plan to keep a watch over the nest in the coming weeks. I can’t wait to see tiny eggs and, hopefully, babies. I may even take a feeder out just so she has some nourishment close by during the hellishly hot summer days.

Below are some pictures of mama hummingbird. Here is a link to a video from my YouTube channel. Please forgive the shiftiness of the video. My camera is designed to prioritize photos, not video. I need to get a tripod and set it up on my back porch with my camera aimed at the nest. 🙂

While in the midst of taking videos of mama hummingbird I noticed a magnificent rainbow arching across the sky. It remained for nearly the entire time I was outside observing her. Such a blessing!

Hummingbird Totem

“Hummingbird as a spirit animal represents flexibility (our ability to accept and implement change), lightheartedness, and joy. Other associations shared by these Lightworkers include remaining present, freedom, awakening happiness and hope, a lightness of spirit, quick responses, reversing melancholy, tirelessness, and fortitude”. Source

It seems to me hummingbird is a further reminder to me that it is of utmost importance for me to continue taking time to myself, enjoying the solitude of my new home and all the blessings of nature and life. Mindfulness meditation and staying present in the moment go hand-in-hand with her message as well.

Thank you hummingbird, I hear you!

Some photos of my weekend. Hopefully they lift your spirit like they did mine. The colors of the sunset after the rain – breathtaking!

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Kundalini Dream: Self-Directed Flow

I was standing in the center of a garden courtyard of what appeared to be an ancient temple or castle. There were others around, mostly standing near the edges of my vision and out of sight. I was wearing a long, flowing, white gown or robe. The events prior to this part of the dream are extremely hazy. All I recall is there was some discussion of “fence cutting” and interaction with a few others, one being a young boy with light brown hair wearing a huge grin.

Feet solidly grounded on the earth, I held my hands up, spread my fingers wide and began to use my hands to summon energy up from my feet into my legs, hips and on upward. I remember feeling powerful and confident as I did this, as if I had done it a million times before. The sense was that I was a priestess or someone with similar spiritual training. As the energy moved upward it grew in intensity, ballooning outward as it spread. When the energy hit my root and second chakras it exploded to the point that I became super conscious in the dream. Unfortunately, the intensity mixed with sudden awareness (which surprised me) instantly transported me back to my bed and my physical body where the residual energy lingered for quite some time. 

I couldn’t return to sleep from the excitement I felt. I have never had a K dream in which I was the one who initiated the K in myself. Normally someone else is helping me or interacting with me, seeming to be the initiator of the energy. Not only that, but I was aware of being fully in control and felt powerful and confident about it. It is quite a different feeling than when I am with another or when another seems to be helping move the energy for me.

It was obvious the energy was mine, or me, or however you prefer it. It was very clear and refreshing, like the sense one gets after a Spring rain, flowing and cleansing as it progressed upward. Yet at the same time the desirous sensations that often arise with root chakra were very obviously present, but not in such a way as to make me feel the effect of them.

It is easy to think with the K that someone else is somehow sparking the K fire inside me. Especially since most of my K experiences were in conjunction with someone who I felt a connection to I couldn’t quite explain. This K experience felt empowering and freeing. Even though it did not fully rise, as it has in other instances, I am not disappointed. It felt like it may have burst through a blockage in my second chakra also, which is always welcome! 

I do hope to have more experiences like this one. 🙂