On Friday, Apri 17th at 7:51AM EDT The Nightsky
Empress slides up to her paramour, the Light of the World when both are at
27°28’Aries the Ram and
flying with this duo is Chiron the Wounded Healer who is at 26°41’Aries.
Sabian
Symbol: A large disappointed audience for this Aries new moon and Chiron Sabian
Symbol: Through imagination, a lost opportunity is regained.
Clearly, there are many disappointed people right now, all over the planet, as we are in the ‘SHAKING’ cycle, right now, and as I have prepared you now a couple of decades already, the planet is going through a ‘SHIFT OF THE BALANCE OF POWERS’, here is one link to remind you with exactly that title:
https://arcoftheancients.blogspot.com/2020/01/the-shift-of-balance-of-powers.html
Remember the New Moon Eclipse on February 17th that ushered in the year of the Red Fire Horse? This new moon at 27°Aries is like adding kerosine to the kindling and throwing on a couple more logs. Heck, just light everything up.
Aries
asking us the eternal philosophical question of all time, ‘Who Am I?”
So, now
we are being ‘shaken’ up, and yet most people are perplexed (to put it nicely)
as to which way to go. They can’t even
make up their mind on a war we never should have entered in the first place,
but since when do the consequences and the ongoing strategy enter into the
planning stage?
What’s
that, before you start you should have the whole thing planned out with
different paths of possibilities that can take place, including all the
eventualities that you can’t plan for, since things just happen unexpectedly.
The Promise of the American Dream (The Great Experiment)
Is now a broken promise, taunting those who would rather put on blinders that enlighten the pathway enough to see what their own soul has worked so hard to show you, the image of Donald Trump brings with it, everything money buys that remains a constant reminder of the lesson of discernment. Maturity.
If you can snap your fingers and have anything you want, what sort of hell or heaven would you create?
Clearly, the interior that dulls the hue of any shiny storebought brightness, is playing out on the world stage for all to see.
You can only bluff your way so far, but eventually, who you are becomes the only thing anyone can see, including you.
'I AM'.
You’re not serious people.
