Ok...so I forgot to even publish this...but looking back on it I think it's a great message for myself...so better late than never....my thoughts from July 2010.
Note: I ripped this out one day at work (couple weeks ago) and never got around to editing and then publishing it. It's a bit late, but the message is the same.
The keyword is CHANGE! And because of the planetary influences, specifically the Uranus/Saturn face off, the change coming about is focused on changing old ways.
This of course can mean habits, etc, but what speaks to me is core values. Those beliefs that you use to filter ideas, thoughts and comments to know what your opinion of them would be. I always think of them as a colander and the holes are those thoughts that fit to your beliefs so you know what to let in to your life and what you should either deflect and leave out in the world for someone else.
So listening to podcast this morning after looking over my planetary week. I hear this little woman talking about the differences between Mediterranean and American women. Thinking what the hell is this all about, I thought this was supposed to be about sex (that seems to be my obsession of choice right now. I love these phases!), not culture. Just as I was about to turn it off, the statement was made that Mediterranean folk reject the moral dogma which tie Americans in knots.
Coincidence? Hell NO! My own dialogue lately has been about how dogmatic I tend to be. It's as if I use it to be self-disciplined, but I think it's really getting in the way from me enjoying life and the interaction that occurs naturally between humans. I've cut myself off from the human experience over the last few years and it's my dogmatic approach that influences my tendencies to be standoffish.
I've often been envious of the care-free European folk and how they are not so bogged down in Puritanical roots. The conflicting ideologies that make up the American culture influence me in ways that I was never really in touch with. I just thought everyone around me was just low-brow and undisciplined. This judgement even permeated my mind's view of Curtis and our family. While I can recognize this, I don't like how it influences my feelings towards my family, my friends, my co-workers and fellow collaborators. It's choking me off from the world where there is life. Real life, not the organized be a good doobie and you'll get to heaven life, but the colorful, ugly, amazing, diverse, real experience that my dogmatic beliefs are based on.
So I think I'm feeling the groove of this once in this lifetime planetary challenge. It's telling me to LIVE. Live out loud in the mess and the muck. After all, in the end, clean shoes mean you stayed on the sidelines.
Now...go get in the game.
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