I've been on tour for three months now. When one travels, the kindness of strangers is especially appreciated. There's been a lot of that. Thank you one and all, including my dear friends and clients. This world could use more than random acts of kindness. From here on, humankind will display kindness or it will perish the earth and itself beyond the pale. I'm certainly not suggesting the effort of kindness. Kindness is a choice for the fun of it, not the savioring of it. Sure there's a bit of the help/rescue in it, but mostly it is just the nature of one's own being to be kind. It's even kind to say or do things that may on the surface be unkind ala tough love and such. I say give up the projective overlays of the heart and spirit and all that because it has sooooo much shadow and blowback in it because of the unconscious strings attached. Kindness is not even its own reward. It's simply natural to be kind. Simply be and kindness follows without residue or vanity.

We are in several weeks of a Grand Cross in the Mutable Signs with the heavy emphasis on Saturn's recent entry into the Virgo corner. The cruelest corner of the Dream is between the ears as they say. The mind is barking loud and foul these days and will continue. Unmind and be kindly to your dear self. Kindness then follows to others. If you try to get kind by giving kind, and ignore being kind with your self, the usual normal, slow horror of the human condition carries on and on and on.

People aren't good nor are they bad. We display both cuz that's how the software runs. People is people, but being is peaceful, joyful, kind and aware. It lives and let lives and it expresses itself without control, leaving choicefulness be. You can't stop the noise in your head, your heart, your bod or your god. It just happens in Creation. The effort to control and do is the noise, is the grind instead of the kind. Consider claiming your own consciousness and clearing your own karma so that you realize your being beyond the Dream and it's endless suffering effort to get home, to get your self.

Virgo brings up all the parfait of perfection. Nothing is perfect nor can you get perfect. Perfect has nothing to do with anything. It's just an artifact of the software. You aren't perfect. You are. The software leaves you endlessly feeling imperfect and then you grind toward perfection. That really fucks things up for everybody. Allow lots of wiggle room these days. Stop and let a little slop around the edges. Breathe and fart. Take time off from the obsessional and compulsed loops of your stories. And for heaven's and hell's sake, let go of control! You can't control shit. Face it and laugh.

You do have an amazing amount of choice and you can pre-choice the Dream by intention. In a karmic clearing session, it includes how to begin to intend through your own being. It's simple, which is very difficult to realize when you are identified in the mind. Fire the mind. Get that monkey shit off your back. Especially fire the higher mind with all its spiritualesque whippings and the piles of should on your should-ers. Shrug atlasly. Get a load off. You don't have to carry the world or fix it or transcend it. It only gets worse every time you effort to get it better, which then reinforces the loop again and again. It's called karma. Tired yet?

The Squeeze is on. Constriction is occurring at every level. Money is freakin' on folks. Love likely is curdling from the inside. You most certainly think you are no good and for occasional relief you puke some of it out on the other as they do with you. Right/wrong wracks and whacks. How's about just being your self, choosing and playing with it all? The trouble is is that you can't think or will or grace your way to that because of the fracturing projective nature of the software of Creation. Thus, I utilize, as do my clearing clients, claiming my own consciousness and clearing the software that runs the perfect mess of the loopy goopy noise machine. You will never miss the old moldy way. Never.

9/7 at 7:54 am PDT Pluto goes direct. 9/8 Venus goes direct at 9:13 am PDT. I think you're going to like that better. Despite the Grand Cross burn and its inherent caged, frozen feelings and manifestations, some flow will return. You can get on with things despite the depression, hopelessness and double binds that you are noticing in your life. Just make choices. If you control, you'll be controlled. If you're being controlled, you'll try to control your way out of it. Not gonna work. Gonna keep you workin' at what's not workin'. Wiggle your compulsions and obsessions. Wipe your ass with the other hand literally and figuratively for the play of it. There's myriad choice beyond the loops of your karma. Those choices are all in a karmic field too, so don't get all enamored that there's a promised landing some where. The loveliness of choice is that it allows your being, if you unwill.

Choice has absolutely nothing to do with power. Control has everything to do with power. My next book after the love book is one on power/control/choice. (By the way, any patrons or matrons out there that would like to support my writing?) Power is what is blowing up now. Any and all power, physical to spiritual, financial to psychological, you name it, it's all blowing up on the loops of its unconscious projections. I say celebrate that rather than fight/flight. Mourn it but allow the new morning. Let the old frozen rage steam off so that your oppression/depression lifts. Express and share yourself. Dear Owen Wilson likely tried the old suicide way cuz he was locked in the inner loops that we've all been conditioned too. It's okay to talk about how you want to get out of the body. It just defuses the way the mind makes it all so real and huge. Give up the sanctioned suicide of ascension and transcendence. Same shift, different daze. Not gonna work, just gonna work ya and work ya over and over amen.

Hobby instead of hobble. It's so natural in these Virgoan times with Saturn in that dear and misunderstood Sign. Fiddle around. Putter, or as the Brits say, potter about. Cultivate yourself as you cultivate things in your life. The fun is you. Outcomes come and go. Incomes come and go. It all comes and goes. Your being never comes and goes, if you claim it.

New Moon in Virgo with a bit of solar eclipse is on 9/11 at 5:44 am PDT. Is that handy? Let the twin towers of the polarizing mind collapse on their own wretched excesses. No need to defend or offend or upend. Allow all manner of grief and grievance to move beyond your being. Let the body/personality breathe. Give it room. Your vehicle is upset and the world is upset and that is okay/not okay, but it isn't you and if you realize that, the shit sheds and you laugh and play and share and you be fine. Oh, how you be fine!

Easy undoes it,
Mark