Dispatches from Beyond the Dream
The last and 12th house in the natal wheel is a mash up of the spooky haunted house at the carnival, the movie “One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest” meets the layered reality film, Inception, and a trip to the ashram to find God.
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This is what fate looks like — mistakes we all make in not realizing that we stand in every split second at a fork in our road. The path is NEVER singular.
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It’s about the scrimmage between fate, freewill, omens and inner peace. Last August I visited my friend of forty years at her home a six hour drive from my place in Montreal. The first thing I said when I walked into her house was “I love this painting, can you put it in your will […]
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Or a really bad game of ping pong. Look, I don’t even have the energy here to really convey what is happening. But I will attempt to share the gist of it. And even as I do this, I am reminded of my role in my astrology chart, my “guru slayer” aspect that literally means […]
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I am on a zoom call with a pretty young face named Gia Prism, telling me how this thing will work. I can ask questions, and she will open up the line for any number of her celebrity dead people to come through with answers. Her afterlife crew runs the gamut from singer/songwriter Prince, to […]
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In the Winter of Corona, I got jacked up on fight-or-flight fear — not because my awakening equanimity was weak, but because the echoes of living through a pandemic were strong. Believe it or not, I’d lived through the black plague as another iteration of my eternal self, and as a young child had a […]
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Covid-19 has tilted the world axis so dramatically that most of us feel we are falling off the edge of the world. In this teetering mess, a the majority of us are thinking like a “we not a me” by following social distancing mandates, working from home if we can, hand washing and avoiding all […]
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Sometimes it takes a global pandemic to shake us out of complacency and into realization that death has always been at our doorstep, waiting patiently for us to recognize that life as a Me is a day pass in the grand scheme of the cosmos. Death waits, with a smirk on her face, knowing that […]
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The Crossing There comes a time in every lifeWhere, all at once, you arrive. You stand at the vacant thresholdof your Being, on the doorstepof an abandoned Truth — no stepsleft to climb, no remnant journeyfrom there to here. The arrival itself constellateslifetimes, collapses every mortalbreath you have ever taken into the black holeof this […]
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