Forecast and Faery Finder
By Janice Scott-Reeder and the Bitwit (Bitty Witch Cat)
According to Llewellyn’s Spell-a-Day Almanac, today’s color is yellow and the incense is marjoram.
Deck: Navigators Tarot of the Mystic Sea.
Today’s Tarot Card is the Ace of Pentacles: generation. No matter how much success or fame you have achieved, the feeling that there is something missing is there. Time to look toward the spiritual.
Astrological Source: Llewellyn’s 2009 Daily Planetary Guide.
The Moon enters Cancer at 9:45 PM EST. Harsh words in the morning from authorities or elders greet you. Fortunately, you have learned that lesson and know how to handle things, though your feeling are hurt. The afternoon is very psychic and financial opportunity is there if you look.
Don’t feel bad if you just want to stay home and avoid the parties. The Moon in Cancer makes us wanted to cocoon and stay home with loved ones.
Deck: Healing with the Fairies.
The Faeries say:
It is going to be tempting to forget your standards and settle, but you will regret it tomorrow.
Today’s Cat Comfort Card is:
Cat Woman: “Revel in your sensuality and passion. Do things that make you purr.”
Deck: The Fairies’ Oracle by Brian Froud & Jessica MacBeth
Today’s Faery Finder is on the lookout for:
The Spirit Dancer flits across our landscape today. She is the champion of self expression, freedom and exploration but she also knows it has another side. We need to see what our expression awakens in others; what their perception is of our efforts. In that way, we grow.
Today’s Lo Shu Number is 1 and the Element is Earth. The rabbit finds conflict today. Today is not an auspicious day for haircuts, writing, gambling, construction nor births.
Today’s Message from the Universe is: “I now develop my willpower. I connect this power to the highest qualities of my heart and through all my actions I express the Divine Will on earth.” Annie Marquier creating a world of peace one thought at a time.
COMMENTARIES BY JANICE SCOTT-REEDER
I have my beet greens in a vase awaiting cooking tomorrow. They were wilting. Purrbie is stretching a few extra inches out of his nose to encounter them. We all know he is not going to eat them, but they are forbidden.
Seems as though everywhere I have turned today, the subject of boundaries in one form or another has come up. So, I guess I’ll say something about it.
I learned about boundaries very early in life. My parents were not demonstrative types and I was raised with really good manners. You never grabbed something, you asked first. My hands were slapped each time I forgot that. My mother was raised in a very proper home, being one of 8 children by a mother who was the product of a huge boarding house and who valued space and privacy above all else. I learned to respect that and unfortunately, expect that. When we arrived in Latin America, my mother practically lost her mind. If those of you in Europe and the Orient think we, as Americans, have no sense of boundaries, move there. She went totally crazy when she found her refrigerator was raided, her clothes were worn and her make up was tried. She took to locking all the doors, but unfortunately, some of my father’s friends were excellent lock picks. She was so happy to return to this country.
Growing up in a multi cultural neighborhood, I learned boundaries that were even more stringent that the ones I was taught as a child. We had Germans, Japanese, Chinese and English for neighbors and when you threw in the Latinos, it would be a volatile mix if you didn’t respect other people’s customs.
Now the odd thing is, even the most well mannered of us, tend to throw all that learning out the window in metaphysics. I will never forget the horrified look on my mother’s face when some woman ran up and shouted, “Have you found Jesus?”. How dare some stranger on the street question her religious views without even so much as a “Hello, how are you?”! I will say the look she gave that woman totally withered her enthusiasm. That was only equaled by the night my aunt took me to the Jehovah’s Witnesses and I hid under the pew when they started getting weird. Well, it was weird to me. I wasn’t used to strangers trying to hug me.
Giggling? How many of you energetically try to hug people without so much as knowing their names? Do you decide to heal someone because they aren’t behaving the way you think is “good”? Do you invade their mental space by tapping into them?
It has been often remarked that I am extremely graceful. I can move through a crowded room without ever touching a person. That is more for me than them. I simply do not want to get impressions from strangers. I know people who give unsolicited readings. A spirit would have to be kicking my bottom physically before I would do that. What they are going through is none of my business. The same people who would decry someone snooping through their bathroom medicine cabinet have no trouble mentally snooping through someone’s head. The same people who preach freedom of choice seem to have no trouble forcing their metaphysical standard of behavior on someone else with calming, healing or “pink” energies. That is the equivalent of telling someone to “sit down and shut up”. Bet you never thought of it that way? Not only that, but you may be doing damage.
One of the first things you learn in psychiatry is if you have to restrain someone, both of you are going to get hurt. The repercussions are more than physical; they are also mental. Calming, healing and “pink” energy is mental restraint. You are forcing your energy on another person and their first reaction is going to be fight or flight. My high success rate had to do with asking one simple question before I applied any therapy, “Do you want this to be fixed?” Ninety percent of the time the answer was, “Hell, yes!”, but ten percent needed to stop and think about it. There were negative answers when the person was getting too much reward for being “sick”. Some times people were punishing themselves in which case curing the illness was removing a symptom and they would have a new one next week. Some times they were punishing other people with their illness. Some times they wanted to be fixed and other times they wanted to fix themselves. Respecting their opinions and options was what gave me the edge in therapy.
In other words, if you are upset, are you going to be a happy camper if someone walks up, pops a valium in your mouth and holds your nose until you swallow it. No…then don’t force calming energies on someone else’s psyche unless they are threatening you or others. Without knowing the cause of the problem you are just sticking a cork in a bottle that is still under pressure and will blow up at a later time. It is the cause that must be dealt with and that can’t be done without the overt cooperation and knowledge of the other person.
Many years ago I was visiting with two psychologists and their little daughter, who should know better. The daughter turned from a sweet little 4 year old to the thing from Hades within a half an hour and they were timing her out. That didn’t work, she was pounding the wall with her fists at which point restraint seemed to be the route to take. I asked her to come over to me and she ran over and nearly knocked me down. I looked her in the eyes (very important step) and asked her how she felt. That confused her. So I asked her if she felt like she was shaking inside and she looked so relieved someone understood what was happening. I explained to her that the big chocolate cookie she had at the restaurant was bad for someone her size and it was making her shake inside and it was not going to stop for a while. I knew how she felt, I am hypoglycemic. Once she understood there was nothing that could be done for her except time, she settled down and stopped trying to hurt herself. She didn’t feel good, but she was calmer understanding what was happening.
When I have people arrive at the shop agitated, I try to ascertain why this is happening to them. I have an advantage. Close to ¾ of the people referred to our office for psychiatric treatment had something very physical wrong with them and hypoglycemia was at the top of the list. You don’t think straight. You are jittery, aggressive, combative and unable to follow directions. You feel awful and finally, you will lapse into a coma. So I ask, when did you eat last and what did you eat. High sugar combined with caffeine will cause you to cycle up and down, hence the jitters. All the pink light in the universe isn’t going to help and calming someone when their body is screaming “I am in trouble” isn’t going to be productive. Don’t be afraid to ask what is going on. Don’t be afraid to ask if someone feels all right. If they don’t want to engage you, back off. I saw a psychic keep pushing a woman who looked ‘sad’ at a fair until she screamed…”I’m dying of cancer!” I think she had the right to look sad.
Healing is a partnership and a very intimate one. It should be engaged in with the same caution and respect other intimate relationships are. And you should never be afraid to say, “I can’t help you. This is beyond me.” I have said it frequently. It doesn’t hurt. I learned to say it in psychiatry where there were some illness that it simply was against protocol for me to treat with either hypnosis or biofeedback. I have had to tell clients the treatment simply wasn’t working and wasn’t going to work. It was time to move on to another therapy and therapist and some have screamed and held onto the door.
I have, as a psychic, had to do the same thing. Dependence is not a cure. I have people are still angry at me because they think the words, “This is beyond what I know how to do.” means “I won’t help you.” It means “I can’t help you.” Can’t means not able.
That is why responsible practitioners of magic, do so calmly, with forethought and very slowly after carefully examining the problem and then structuring a spell or working specifically to the problem. That, my friends, is why those spells in the books seldom work or work the way we thought they would. For those people who think they can accrue no karma by doing work for others no matter how dark, let me warn you. A wire can burn out with too much voltage or simply through a lot of use, and it is neither the source nor the recipient of the energy. You are the wire. Think about it.
I have upset a lot of people tonight. I know this because as I was writing this an entire book shelf came down on my head. Oddly enough, all the books scattered forward and the shelf fell to my right dropping a large Buddha in my lap. I was unhurt. When people have such a high voltage reaction to something it means on some level, they know they have a doubt about their opinion, practice or methods. Something has been niggling at them. I know when I have a high voltage reaction, I first isolate what I am reacting to and then why. I am a very calm person. Very little upsets me. So before you burn me at the stake, take my grandmother’s advice. Take those shoes off the other person, turn them around and see how you like walking in them. Do you want this done to you? The psychiatrist I worked with for years always said he would not prescribe a medication he would not take himself. We dumped medical samples for at least an hour down the commode every month. It was not a fun job, but it sure taught me a lesson as I was sitting in the stall pushing those pills out of the foil wrappers and flushing them. It taught me to use myself as a yard stick because the side effects I wound up reading while pushing a few hundred pills out of the foil often had my eyes popping out. These were popular medications prescribed by the thousands daily, but I certainly wouldn’t take them and I wouldn’t ask someone else to do it. Are you willing to take your own medicine in the same way you are administering it? Teachers, take heed. Before I was permitted to give a shot in the office, I had to give one to the doctor as a test. Let your students practice on you. You are the best person to gauge how they are doing, not their fellow students.