You've been in a rock tumbler. The grit has been heavy and coarse at times. The polish isn't there yet cuz you're not a dirty, dull, poor thingw who needs to learn her lesson, or get purified, or be perfect. The shine is you. Get out from under the I-rock. You are not your soul, your akashic record, your energy, your stories, your SELF, your bod or noggin. You are your own being, your own consciousness. Claim your being and clear the rest.

Everything is happening this week. It is dizzying. No point in even describing the astrology. Power is going to fall mightily and this is only the beginning of the luck running out and the karma catching up to those oh so abusive lyin, cheatin', stealin' son's of a glitch who arrogantly think that might is right and bereft all who are left. Fuck 'em if they can't take heart and only take power. I mean fuck 'em. I encourage you to let out your anger for the fascist state of affears that is rampant and rancid. Don't call it right or truth. Just say what you want and what you don't want. It's all a dream but living in it includes breathing in and out. Stop holding your breath fearfully. I'm tired of the sheep in all of us. It only leads to getting flocked by the Good Shepherd who wants only to shear your ass and make mutton out of your life and living. Don't fight or flight. Stand and de-liver. Let out the bile or have a nice daze. Ignorance is blitz from here on.

Do you feel buried alive? Overwhelm is the disorder of the day and likely to only increase for years to come. Recommendation: unload, liquidate, simplify, play. The buried alive feeling is inherent in the system. Any time you incarnate, you die to the dimension you just came from. It’s the dark at the end of the Light tunnel when you land here embodied. What comes with that is grief. (Babies cry upon arrival rather than crack jokes.) This grief and grievance are what you are noticing over and over again. You are now reading the fine print on the brochure that seduced you into buying your berth. Don’t make it real; let it unwind. Weep and gnash teeth if necessary, but be kind and gentle with yourself and let that be contagious. Life is hard enough without adding crazy projections and attitude on top.

May is well named. It is a month of great potential, what with spring and all in the Northern Hemisphere. Harvest is a distant hope sprouted in springiness. It May work or May might not work. Since it’s all a maybe, go ahead and just be in May and see what happens.

Once in a blue moon you get a Blue Moon, a second Full Moon in a calendar month. The first is on the 2nd at 3:09 am PDT. New Moon is on the 16th at 12:27 pm PDT. The second Full Moon is on the 31st at 6:04 pm PDT. (There are 13 Full Moon’s per year, thus Blue Moon.) No big deal.

Notable nuggets are Jupiter square Uranus on the10th at 8:45 pm PDT and Mars square Pluto on the 13th at 8:14 am PDT. Mars ends the Zodiac and enters Aries anew on the 15th at 7:06 am PDT. Sun enters Gemini on the 21st at 3:12 am PDT. Neptune goes direct on the 24th at 6:01 pm PDT. So what? Sow what? Despite the seedy, barren feeling, sow plenty. Much is going on in the background. You don’t have to figure it out. Be clear in your intentions and play around. Sow your seeds; cultivate what sprouts. It’s strange for all of us now. You simply can’t figure it out. The rules and boundaries have changed and will continue to change faster than you can perceive. Carry on with eyes wide open and beliefs turned off!

It is a lovely month. Some planets are in Earth Signs now and so you’re more likely to get traction with your projects. You can feel heavy ala the buried alive archetype, but carry on and check your baggage so that you can enjoy flying free. This plane of existence is no longer what it was. Pluto initiating the Galactic Center at the end of last year has left everyone in a muddle. Dimensionally, things are different and there’s no returning to the way it was. This includes everything in your life. Much has been peeling. Relationships of all sorts have been reconfiguring or dropping. Your body has been expressing weird shit and shifts. Nothing is the same, but it sure feels like everything is too much the same. Even Limbo is being remodeled by the Pope. What’s a soul to do? You are not your soul or your body or your karma or astrology. You are your own consciousness. Claim it and undo the projective Dream for yourself. Get light, not Light. Don’t run from the Dark; just walk to what you want. The common denominator is you. Enjoy your wonderful self.

War over turf will be ugly and loud this month. Whether it’s physical territory or belief boundaries, it’s all the same war zone for those bought into the projections of spirit and matter. Give it up. Anchoring into any projection will sink you in the tsunamic waves of Armageddon. Beliefs will not get you through the years ahead. The years ahead are such a sludge pool precisely because of beliefs. Anything after Be is not you and will not work, will not get you out of suffering or into a permanent promised land. Heaven and hell come and go all the time, as does light and dark and Light and Dark. Now that some mass of planetary citizens insists that there is some heaven and hell turf that can be gained or lost, gang way! It’ll be the gang’s way, and I mean that in every way, from here on ‘til people get bloody well sick and tired of the whole Game. Don’t hold your breath. Breathe and be. Play and say. Choose and let choose.

I want to appreciate several folks in light of the horror of the VTech massacre. I have never heard such an eloquent articulation of grief and shock as what came out of Cho’s family members. They clearly stated what was going on with them when it was the most difficult time to articulate anything. I see it boding very well for the future. People are beginning to be conscious in these extremes of victim stories. The VTech campus was quite sane and direct in their process. Like the Brits with their 7/7 bombing and the Amish with their nightmare, humans are being with what is as it is in much more clear ways. One of these days, we’ll be able to intervene with people who are clearly hurting, like Cho, before they go postal.

Also, there is dear Mr. Liviu Librescu who graduated from the concentration camps of the Holocaust, and for his last breath, barred the door to Cho so that his students could escape harm. He paid with his life in so many ways. Live You Librescu! Live U Free is what he and his name are all about.

Be and live freely. Love and let go. Embrace and listen. Laugh and unlearn.

Spring in your steps,
Mark