Astrologer Kathy Kerston joined GVK this week to fill us in on what to pay attention to in the glorious month of October 2014.
We’ve got some serious support from our planets around seeing our true selves. There’s an amazing and beneficial full moon, and yet another Mercury Retrograde this month. But before you slump into your chair over the Mercury Retrograde, listen to our conversation to hear astrologer Kathy’s excellent spin on all that is coming up this month.
I had no idea that Kathy was going to support the GVK current theme of self-love when she sat down to record! It’s always such a joy when the Universe puts everything in alignment for me. And I’m filled with gratitude that the Universe fully supports our trek into this subject.
Both Megan and I have been shedding beliefs, fears, ideas and self sabotage to sit more deeply in self-love....
How we react to this and other pressing social issues of our times is important; it tells us a lot about ourselves, and also defines how we will act, or not. I don't think I am going out on a limb here -- and if I am, that's fine -- by saying that most of us would feel all of the above, except anger. Anger is reserved for those who experience something uncomfortable or tragic directly -- like the unjust loss of a child to a random bullet.
Jose Raul is not just a security guard. He's a master gardener and a published poet. He is cultivating over 200 species of orchids growing there in a tiny greenhouse. Some microscopic, others medium-sized, a few large. There's one that only blooms once every six years. Jose Raul is a patient, detail-oriented man with an obvious passion and talent for all things orchid.
The teacher will see each one who enters as an innocent who is placing their life in the teacher's hands for guidance. This is a place of supreme trust, and a loving teacher will honor the one that comes to them.
The I Am statement takes one out of Victim Consciousness and into Victor Consciousness. Victim Consciousness is a behavior of externalizing our problems and blaming people and/or circumstances outside of ourselves for our current life situation. Consistently playing the blame game will keep us static and in a cycle of creating the same conditions over and over again. Victor Consciousness is when we accept responsibility for our creations and fully understand that nothing in our life is accidental or is anybody else's fault. Each and every action we take is a conscious choice to either go toward Victim Consciousness or Victor Consciousness. There are no in-between places or grey areas in this model.
However, those of us involved in these various movements have and do make choices that are difficult and inconvenient. We have not shied away from difficulty in the past.The fights against racism, sexism, homophobia are not easy. Yet bravely people have done them -- because they are the right thing to do.
Here’s a thought. Stop fucking and return to romance. Romance is like the Yoga of love. The meditation that builds a strong foundation that is fulfilling. There is wisdom there. Let the fucking happen within the realm of love. It would mean so much more! It would feel so much more satiating... Love will sacrifice desire in order to see deeper for someone else. Desire doesn’t give a fuck about love; it just acts without thinking.
Feminism really needs to be reclaimed, in order to shake it of its dirty shackles, dust it off, give it a polish and re-introduce the idea that feminism is absolutely nothing to do with hating men and absolutely everything to do with living in harmony together with respect and acceptance. It is about fairness and justice and about evolving our morals and ethics to compliment the day and age we are living in.
Shyness can lurk in unlikely hosts — even those of the performance variety. Shy extroverts often find creative ways to manage their vulnerability in social settings. Cool, calm and collected on the outside while the butterflies are churning their guts in all directions. Shy extroverts often coacn and teach themselves how to be outgoing and often do their best in a controlled environment where they know what they are talking about.
Where it leads we cannot journey together. You will be unutterably alone, as I am. But I am here to tell you of my task, worthy of announcing, so I'll give you a clue as to what is behind that door: impressions, dreams, images and shadows, dancing themselves into feeling.
You no longer have to rely on a mule. Getting out of your zip code simply means to stop associating yourself and your consciousness with what is nearby. Even though technology has evolved and we are all capable of escaping our surroundings in some way, our consciousness has not figured this out yet.
I've been accused (more than once) of giving away the farm. Whether it was business advice, personal time, working for free or less than what I should have been paid -- you name it. It was never my intention to work for free. It was just, well… time and time again I would find myself in a place where what I was giving was not lining up with what I was receiving.
Orangutans also have a family structure very similar to humans -- babies stay with their mothers for five to 10 years, the longest of any animal besides us. Females also only give birth to about three to four babies in their lifetime, making the species very hard to rebuild and grow.
Magic is everywhere and we need to honor its light to shine our path not keep us in the dark, in our place. Life is a dance and I need to keep moving to feel the rhythm, enjoy the pulse if I'm going to be able to spread my wings and flit and fly like a butterfly.
I am a human fucking being who was in love with a man. A friend. Someone who offered me something -- his heart. So I fucking took it. Why the fuck wouldn't I? He offered it to me on a silver shiny fucking platter. With a cupcake.
I think this is a very important phenomenon for generations coming of age now to take note of, examine and refine. Let data and information be determinants in how you form your equations about Life, but don't allow them to become the overriding factors, or a substitute for personal experience and intuition.
Last time I was depressed, one of my closest friends told me something I’ll never forget. She said: "I don't know why you can't just pull yourself together." That moment highlighted for me the reality that people who are not depressive will never understand what it's like.
You get your heart broken, you open it up and try again. You fail an exam, you study harder and become more familiar with the material. You become more and more thankful to just be alive, and you press on.
His films showed us the depth of the human experience. The importance of living in the moment fully and still being present in love and joy was the message I got from him. In moments of darkness, he was the shooting star that brought a smile to my face and joy back to my heart.
Families who don't deal, feel the tension of unresolved issues, even down through the next generation. Young people will instinctively know not to speak to Aunt Jane or Uncle Bob, but they won't know why. They'll simply follow the unwritten rules set down by the ones that came before.
There is no more important species, there is no greater or weaker. We are all alive together on this beautiful planet. We are born and our life is often a struggle. We must eat and we must bond with others, we find our tribe, we feel safe in a pack, we look for a mate, we breed and reproduce and we look after our young and show them the way in the world.
Most of the time, I am madly in love with you. My heart is bruised from beauty. It swells with impulses so strong that I wonder how such immense feeling may be contained in this miraculous, little body. I fear my eventual implosion. But where, my darling ones, have we gone wrong? While deeply in love with you, I wish at times to submit my resignation from our clan.
I hope you still read books. I hope you still remember the tangible feeling of holding it in your hand, going deep into the confines of a story, not your own, but a different way to look at life, the smell of paper.
Choose a life that is not predicated on security and stability and you will come to see such things as the illusions they are. Let go of plans and listen to the whispers of synchronicity, the gentle currents of coincidence. Find the ceaseless magic of life lived in the moment, the joy and surrender of being present because there is nowhere else to hide.
Remove my label and disassemble my classification. I need no title nor desire a stamp. I require no trademark and want no logo.
There appears to be a need for labeling. Labeling a cause, labeling an effect, labeling a person, a prototype, a disease, a phenomenon, and on and on the list goes. Labeling has naturally evolved into a concept that most think is normal.
By lumping people together into pigeonholes and mass stereotypes, we can escape the act of truly understanding one another. It is a shortcut on a complicated road. Labeling simplifies a very perplexing thing. Human nature.
Labeling is dangerous because it paralyzes us to stay in a box created by others.
We become attached to our labels and are afraid we will be undefined without them. We become disheartened and skeptical of being seen as different from what we are thought of.
It is true.
“It ain’t what...
Leading a double life caused me to lose everything and nearly my life too, so I brought all my loves, passions, gifts and talents together under one 'roof.' The key is knowing what is important to me, what is in keeping with me emotionally and spiritually, with my archetypes and my soul's voice — and what is not.
And what if you’re reaching and connecting more than you knew? That your connection looks different? Your folks respond differently? It’s more of a quiet soul-to-soul infusion than the celebrations you see in the distance. The mirage.
Self-acceptance takes work and discipline. Maybe you learn self-acceptance through therapy or by allowing yourself Child's Pose in Yoga when you need it. Maybe you learn it through heartbreak or failure. However you do it, learning self-acceptance and validation is the one kind of work that can never be taken from you.
Do you love life? And, as intense or hard or painful as it gets at times, do you care about keeping it, saving it and making it thrive? So, say a major sociopath let loose tried to destroy, torture and kill not just your life, but the lives of your loved ones, the air you breathe, the food you eat, the water you drink, and the entire planet you call home... would you care to know about it?
You have not been taught to seek wisdom from equals. You have been taught to wonder at the esoteric or elite or seek the divine above or within. You have congregated in futility, where those who own the microphone do not expect to be changed.
For some, the ocean is a mirror of our hearts: wild, restless, unyielding, untamable, unknowable. In that reflection there is both inspiration and terror. To admit that our own hearts are unknowable, despite a lifetime of effort, is more than a little daunting. And also, we know we must try.
I discovered that it is very important, during a challenging transition period such as this, to create positive experiences for oneself and avoid people who want to complain and feel victimized by whatever happened in their lives to bring them to the Rabbit Hole.
I didn't use to feel like such a fish out of water, wearing my glass heart on my sleeve. I didn't use to feel as though I couldn't relate to the people that filled every corner of the world. These days, I feel like a stranger in a strange land. Like the main character in the novel, The Island of the Blue Dolphins, I feel as though I am the last of my people, standing on a desolate shore, unable to communicate. No one else speaks my language, and my words scatter around my feet like heavy stones.
Presidential elections in the US rarely produce interesting unpasteurized candidates, but some of the issues that come up inadvertently during the endless campaigns often raise thought-provoking considerations. What is Leadership? was the leading one this year.
I do not believe these gods are reserved to the meadows and mountains. They also wait in cafes, loll around the corner of buildings, dance in museums, hide in cobblestones, slide down the sides of skyscrapers, inspire impassioned conversation, frolic on small talk, and whisper the great secrets of civilization. The gods are in the great body of the city.
Distracted by deep emotional experiences that feed a ‘not good enough’ mind-scape we become distracted by negative internal dialogues. In return, plugging our energy circuits into beliefs that are untrue and drains our energy and power to be able to contribute to personal, community, and global change. All of this prevents many of us from discovering our worth, voice, and place in this world.
"Living a life of introspection and inquiry won’t lead to a flash of clarity or quick satisfaction, but it is a powerful tool. Questions are tools by their very nature - they inspect, they pry and shine light in dark places."
You yearn to dissolve into and come back fully aligned, and it is here that you feel acquainted with the modern-day shaman, free-spirited gypsy and wandering naturalist. You experience parts of yourself that can only be likened to an expedition 20,000 feet beneath the sea. Treasure upon treasure flowing everywhere as in the night sky; all parts dance synergistically free.
The sun, rising higher and higher, grants its energy to those patiently waiting on earth. The tree warms. The community of life surrounding its roots warms as well, giving more and more each day. Hope begins in the tree again.