Living with Pluto in the 8th house

I love this, so much truth!

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Usually I plaster some catchy title, but let’s be honest Pluto and the 8th house do not need cheesy catch phrases or introductions.
Pluto planet of death and rebirth is at home in the 8th house and I’m accustomed to Pluto in the 8th house considering it has been there my entire life, people experiencing this via transit may be privy to some sudden and life altering experience and it can be quite alarming because they are not accustomed to the energy. I think if you have a planet nataly over time you will learn to harness that planets energy, have it work for you instead of against you.
The back story on Pluto
Pluto rules: death in all manners, physically, metaphorically, spiritually and rebirth. Pluto rules power, the fight for power, perhaps for some feeling powerless, control, domination, darkness, depth, endings, and beginnings. Pluto’s Nickname is Lord of the…

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Spiritual Significance Behind a Disease, its Healing Affirmation, Herbal & Food Therapy along with Food to Avoid.

Know Thyself, Heal Thyself.

Church of the Cosmos : Temple of Light

The primary focus is to present spiritually, unconscious messages that our body is communicating through our physical maladies. In general, the body is letting us know when we are off and on track all the time. Our complicated lives distract us from these communications informing us when to get back on board. Clarity and transformation is possible when we tune in.   The brief explanations are intuitive and have repeatedly been found to sustain. Of course, we can always add more info and there may be other explanations.   A special thanks can be given to LOUISE HAY for providing this well respected work. To view her website click here for more personal development.  For additional reading material related to this topic, also review the New York Times bestseller written by CAROLINE MYSS “ANATOMY OF THE SPIRIT”  (Click here to read on Google books.)

A LIST OF DISEASES & THEIR…

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What I Learned From Not Having Sex for A Year

Yes!

Feed the Weird

From the title, you probably are thinking one of three things: what the hell is wrong with you, continue to be pure, or why is she spilling so much information in the first place. If you are a frequent reader of my blog, you already know that I am very transparent about my feelings, desires, and insecurities whether the public wants to hear them or not. This subject is no different though I have been internally debating the relevance of such conservation. But the confession has been hard to ignore as I stare in disbelief at my Period Tracker. One year. No intimacies.

At first it was a shock. How did a year pass me by without so much as a craving. Then realization of the fact that my schedule had been an array of early mornings, long nights, and busy weekends filled with work on top of a dwindling…

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The Passage of Time

Feed the Weird

It’s amazing what time does to you. One minute you’re on the verge of a breakthrough and in the other, you’re back where you started and then some. You see, time has a way of telling us both lies and truths, a constant myth of what there actually is. It slows. It quickens. Sometimes it seems stops. But it’s always happening and some of us barely notice it.

When I was in middle school, I couldn’t wait for teenage years. The freedom, rebellion, and all the missed opportunities I didn’t even know were always on the surface. It was no different for my teens, desperately craving college and the experience it would bring to my mediocre lifestyle. College pasted by in a blur of alcohol, betrayals, and loneliness slamming me right into the beginning of my 20s wondering how I went from no responsibilities to buying my own toilet paper…

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Nothing is impossible. Anything is Possible.

In the many faces of my community I see beautiful souls with deferred and lost dreams.

Discouraged by modern society, you are told that your dreams are impossible.

If Martin Luther King, Mahatma Gandhi, Rosa Parks and Nelson Mandela can do it,

why can’t you?

Within you lies infinite amount of potential to spark positive change within our world.

Don’t let yourself be discouraged, your dreams aren’t just pipe dreams, they are visions of a potential future, but the steps you take now, determines the outcome.

Courage, determination and love for your vision is where it starts. Persistence, trust and love is what you need to follow it through. There will be knock backs but its about rising up again stronger and more determined after a fall, you can’t give up.

Your positive visions shapes the future not just for you and your loved ones but the whole world. Dream big cause anything is possible with Love.

Pachydermatous

Red love hearts on her dress

she’s dancing in the rain,

I could only imagine what’s going on inside.

This is the world we live in;

She’s dancing till her wits end

with the devil in her system,

crack cocaine is his name.

The strangers standing at the bus stop

allowing smirks to be their main expression.

I wish I could hold her tight

and tell her it will be alright

but I know that while she’s in communion

with the devils poison,

There ain’t a care in the world.

This is our world,

a glimpse of the ugly.

She’s dancing in the rain,

dancing till her wits end

and the devils in her system.

While love hearts sit on her dress,

she’s singing her lifes tune.

Until you let go.

I’ve always been afraid of really saying how I feel. I guess I’ve just been too afraid of hurting someone, but  we just end up hurting ourselves and others in the end.

Whenever you meet with fear, it becomes a dangerous dance. For some it is easy to shake off but for others it isn’t so easy. The dance can seem slow, and never-ending…like dancing with a really bad dancer who keeps stepping on your toes, it hurts, a lot. My throat has become filled with words, phrases and unsaid utterings that I may never be able to share because I got so caught up in fear, I am caught up with fear. My mind filled with symbols and images I wish I could project into your mind, on your vision board but inside me they will remain and they will only come out as awkward feelings, and yearnings and moans of frustration through out the day.

I go to sleep every night with no expectation of waking up another day because we are never guaranteed another day, so I guess whatever day or moment you have cherish it, no matter how small. Fear can stifle who you are as a being, it can cause your whole equilibrium to shut down, only because you are worrying about what another individual may say or what may happen, but the pendulum swings both ways on the clock of life and you are guaranteed one of two outcomes. Good or Bad, maybe even both. Chaos creates harmony, what may seem chaotic and painful always comes in the end bearing some light at the end of the tunnel and you begin to see the green in the leaves of the trees and the colour of the sky and the blue that sits and gives your eyes delight.

It’s not about the words but the feelings behind the words. Words have no meaning if there is no feeling. We are sentient beings so in order to operate we gotta feel whether physically, mentally, emotionally or spiritually.

With fear comes doubt, but after doubting something you somehow begin to trust. So although fear may stifle you for some time, remember that it is only temporary because time is temporary. Even though it may seem like you can’t get out of that muddle, you will and it’s ok to feel the way that you feel. You aren’t alone. I am you, You are me and we are each other and I feel what you feel.

I sat up and realised that I can’t fear anymore. Who needs to care will care, who doesn’t need to care won’t care. It’s ok though cause you are reading this.

It’s going to be alright.

Peace, Love and Light on your Journey. xx