Observation 2

Within a day or two of this last notation I felt a unique separation anxiety. I could sense the magnetic air of Old Man Thunder and ionization of Little Boy Lightning, and began to think in terms of self rejuvenation. If I could call upon the protection of my Ancestors from the fluctuation of the earth grid, I could access the women's discipline of time. Eventually, under the spiritual guidance of Mo'i, as I had learned was the Oracle's name, and Nakia, my ancestral guide, the Rainbow Serpent, I would secure a journey into balance of course, that would require stages of understanding the philosophy that encompasses the seasons. I don't know what to expect in this active role I step into. Psychic and physical! The truth will be a witness to reason, I am sure of it. I have design for now, in case I encounter opportunity for execution.

The day after my birthday I had attempted to call Aunty and Papa to wish them blessings after their wedding. I got the answering machine, compelling proof that they were indisposed. I understood the order of personal time.

I began to plan my future. I extend my perspective, and save memories imprinted on my vision mind. I consider the alliances made, but realize the current shifting energies will make it futile to speculate at this point who will be involved. I have no idea what to do with what I am receiving, other than contain it. It is expedient in its purpose.

I am primarily focused on limiting stress and chaos. I will entwine elements once each is clearly introduced. I am still constant in my honoring when Mo'i is present.

The Oracle enjoys the ubiquitous names of the family, spoken out loud in lineage fashion. She is a loving and comfortable entity, and is one who make such major decisions as to the recently in fluxing powers. Her decisions frequently hinge on humanity's ability to slow reality. In this case, two evolutionary processes are interacting. She is looking ahead to the practice of application. It is much preferable to spend energy preceded by a prayer.

The other process involves more traditional appropriateness. Several dozen individuals will gather in close proximity to fill the void - for the blink of an eye - with imagery and song. The Ancestors will look upon us, and heal quickly. Beauty is rich, but basically attraction. When this gathering brings quickening with Mo'i, she simply brings meaning.

When I awoke this morning I noticed extra words on the wind. The limitation gone.