Timothy Glenn ~ 2017: Welcome to the Twilight Zone

It’s not New Year’s Day, but it’s my birthday, so a new year of sorts. At long last, I present to you my dear friend, astrologer and numerologist, Timothy Glenn’s 2017 report. I find this one so interesting, as I’ve been paying particular attention to the King of Cups portal door I painted in 2010, which, though relegated to the laundry room/back entryway in our current house, wants to take much more center stage in the new living room alongside the Freya and Frigga door.
I’ve had this King of Cups door and its 37 “address” on the brain for weeks now, as I mentally paint, re-floor and feng shui the new space we settle on on Friday.  It hadn’t occurred to me that 2017 is the 37, King of Cups year, but that sure makes sense, given all the symbolism in our own lives and that playing out in the larger streams of energy. He even contextualizes some of the Dark Night of the Soul references I’ve posted the past little while. In any case, here’s Tim, sharing his wisdom nearly five months late and right on time!
2017: Welcome to the Twilight Zone

by Timothy Glenn

On New Year’s day, I sat down to write the traditional article for the year, typed out the foregoing title, and then sat there looking ahead with the usual tools: intuition, research, remote viewing, numerology and astrology. Oh, dear. How could anyone distill an ocean of possibilities into a single article? It seemed the title said enough, but why publish a title without an article?

In short, I let it slide. When people have asked where the New Year’s article was, I have agreed to go ahead and write it…but then would let it slide again. But finally, here goes.

Everyplace Is a Myth Somewhere Else

For several years, more and more people have been saying the equivalent of: “Toto, I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.”

Now people are wondering if Kansas ever existed. Maybe it was another lie, another illusion, another fable, another false memory implanted in us by The Matrix. After all, we have been swimming in a ubiquitous ocean of deception throughout our lifetimes.

By the end of 2017, Kansas may be relegated to the realm of ancient mythological fantasy lands. This is the year upon which the planetary transformation pivots.

We have reached a major crossroads on our travels through the wilderness of the Cosmic Matrix. The wooden signposts point in various directions; Death 13 miles, Doom 57 miles, Destruction 16 miles, Eternal Life 8 feet, Stagnation 0 inches, Kansas 81 parsecs.

2017 = 2 + 0 + 1 + 7 = 10 = 1 + 0 = 1

Yes, it’s a 1 year. Anything outmoded that we failed to let go of during the 9 cycle of 2016 will most likely slap us in the face and kick us in the shins until we awaken enough to transcend it. Attachments to political ideologies – more like idiotologies – are plaguing a considerable portion of the planet’s population. Evidently they missed the 2016 memo.

Any 1 cycle ushers in opportunities for newness. It favors the bold, the adventurous, the curious, and anyone who wants to explore and experiment. 2017 will offer initiation into a markedly different reality for anyone with the courage to embrace it.

2017 = 20 + 17 = 37

37 (the King of Cups in the tarot deck) deserves a treatise of its own. It holds the keys to the entire realm of feeling. The key to our ascension (or transcendence or quantum leap or whatever you want to call it) can be found in our hearts.

The key to success with the 37 is to approach life from a calm and loving heart. Lots of people do well with the loving part of that equation, but what about the calm? There isn’t much room here for freaking out, bitching or whining. Trump Derangement Syndrome? The Outrage Culture? Good luck with that.

Giving our power away to external forces won’t help. Even volcanoes, earthquakes and tsunamis are external forces. Really, how ready are we to transcend eons of Matrix conditioning and programming? We have wallowed through ages of seeing ourselves as what Proterrian calls “pathetic little snotlings from 3D Planet Earth”, and nothing more. Had enough yet?

The Dark Night of the Soul

My interpretations of numerology and tarot stem from the inner circles of Pythagorean teachings, not from later musings, and certainly not from the distorted interpretations of the illumi-naughty cabal.

According to Pythagoras, two numbers can indicate what Saint John of the Cross came to call the Dark Night of the Soul. By sheerest coincidence, those two numbers are 20 and 17.

Carl Gustav Jung recommended that we integrate the shadow. All around us, we see unresolved issues oozing or erupting out of people, and the planetary transmutation process will amplify this phenomenon as everything intensifies throughout the year. Those who have done shadow work will be glad they did.

How the Cards Fall

Card 20 in the tarot deck is usually misnamed Judgment. The more traditional decks show Archangel Gabriel sounding the trumpet from heaven, while humans rise from graves below. It symbolizes the call from the darkness into the light; not being called on a celestial carpet.

The Robin Wood Tarot pictures it as the phoenix rising from the ashes. Either way, ascendance is occurring. The Shapeshifter Tarot calls card 20 Transcendence, and wings are a prominent feature in all these depictions.

If you are going to be called from the darkness into the light, where are you going to be first? The darkness.

Card 17 is the Star, which is a point of light in the darkness. In order to become the Star, we first have to take a journey through the darkness. To Pythagoras, 17 represented empowerment through enlightenment. We only seek enlightenment if we find ourselves in the dark.

No matter how the cards fall, we can rise above it all.

See You in September

We have a lot going on in the skies, including what some would call “signs in the heavens”. This is a time of convergence and divergence of worlds, solar systems, dimensions, timelines, universes and whatever else. You might be feeling that “something’s gotta give”, and you’re right.

We can anticipate reaching a massive crescendo in September of this year. Exactly how things will fall out before, during and after September will be up to us to determine. “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players”…really? Perhaps this is improvisational theatre, and we are all playwrights and directors as well.

We’re All Cracked

By way of analogy, we have lived our alleged reality inside an egg. We have built up enough pressure to crack the eggshell, and we definitely feel the pressure. Emergence looms as imminent.
By the end of 2017, the perceptive among us will see the Matrix illusion around us crack as though the sky were breaking apart. We will physically glimpse beyond the veil that has kept us shrouded. We will realize that through those cracks we are looking at the natural universe. The sensitive among us will hear, feel and otherwise sense it calling us home.

Someday, we will look back and say that 2017 was the year that the adventure truly began.

Timothy Glenn
http://soulpurposereadings.com/

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Healing my Memories of Home

Continuing yesterday’s theme of regeneration, today’s post comes from my sweet, heart-full friend, Linette. She and her husband, Jason, both learned Reiki from me a couple years ago, and I’ve watched and admired how they’ve grown and transformed in such a short time. They would dearly love to become the next caregivers for Faery Hof, alongside the new family who recently moved into my former office/guesthouse/classroom, aka Haus Am See. Linette has helped me in the garden for years. She’s hauled wood mulch, planted garlic, wassailed the fruit trees with me on Twelfth Night, and she even brings crystals as offerings for the yard. Today, she and Jason helped weed an annual bed they hope they’ll soon be gardening full time.

As she explains in this vulnerable and loving post, our house and yard represent a stretch for them, a chance to rise up from poor soil and blossom into the beautiful beings they are. The yard and I chose her long ago as the next Guardian. It’s just a matter of our landlord overcoming his resistance to pets via a very large pet deposit, as well as some timing challenges. We’ve all been Reiki-ing the situation for weeks. Well, truth be told, I’ve been sending Reiki to find the next caregivers for this yard for years, as I knew we would not be here forever. I could not be more pleased with how things unfolded next door. That is not my story to tell, but it’s an amazing tale of regeneration, too.

If you feel so led, please join us in sending prayers, Reiki and intentions that Linette and Jason and Faery Hof all find their next perfect partnership for the Highest Good of All. Readers know how much love I’ve poured into this house and yard. Linette and Jason offer that same devotion. I would be honored to transition our home and yard to them in July.

UPDATE: Some generous people have offered to contribute to the pet deposit fund. Anyone who would like to do so can send a payment to Linette at: https://www.paypal.me/linettechance . Also, keep an eye on her blog, as I understand she will be offering some new services. Thanks to everyone for sending her and Jason so much love, energy and kindness!

old brown trailer Old trailer like many of those I lived in as a child

I bet many of you lived in a place like this, and you will be able to relate to what I am about to say. My family lived in several places like this; some in trailer parks, some not. But they all shared a smell, especially in the South: cockroach spray. All the places we lived in reeked of the stuff. I can still smell it in my mind. By the time we lived in them in the mid-80s, these places had seen way better days. They often had soft floors around places where water might accumulate, like the toilet, the shower, and the kitchen and bathroom sinks.  In one trailer, we had to be careful not to stand too close to the front of the shower because the floor under it was so weak, a 90 pound…

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Celebrating 19 Years Post-TBI

Today, May 19, 2017, marks the 19th anniversary of my life altering brain injury, and I am filled with gratitude.

Without that car “accident,” I would not be where I am today, would not be offering intuitive readings, Life Coaching, or teaching Reiki. I would not have explored Tarot or past lives, painted portal doors, learned Runes, explored telepathy, or embraced the enormous volume of energy flowing over, through and around my life. I would not have encountered so many amazing beings as I dead reckoned my way home.

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Garden Firsts: Columbine, Iris, Sea Kale, Rhododendron, Roses, and the Portable 2017 Garden

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Stunning columbines this year! It is crazy windy today, so some of these photos aren’t as clear as I’d like. Too pretty to keep to myself, though. 🙂

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Flowering sea kale, is an edible perennial that looks good all season. Even better, you can eat every single part from roots to shoots to leaves to buds to flowers:

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The first of many varieties of irises bloomed today:

This scabrosa rose makes huge hips, but the bees and I love the flowers, too:

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Ever since I was a child, rhododendrons have bloomed on my birthday. This one came a few days early, right behind a pink geranium I’ve overwintered since our time in Madison:

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I’m loving this rag tag, makeshift backdoor planter. I just stuck these pots outside to get them out of the way while moving plants as I made way for those from the blue house. This pineapple sage, red geranium, mystery plant, and ivy seem so happy and spontaneously coordinated, though, that I left them on concrete blocks I needed to move out of the garage anyway:

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Speaking of rag tag, this year’s annuals are very portable. Here’s my non-perennial and perennial cuttings garden, potted up and ready for a late June transplant to our new location:

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So far so good. I needed to empty our Garden Tower for easier moving, and I didn’t want to waste the soil. Ideally, containers begin with fresh soil, but I mixed in Epsom salts and worm castings to add nutrients. Once we arrive at the new spot, I’ll transplant these into 20 gallon fabric bags I bought for tender fruit and berry bushes. It will be a gradual shift to the permanent raised beds, but I got these huge, handled garden bags on a super discount. They and a strawberry filled Garden Tower will allow me to have a productive garden even as I observe the yard for more permanent hardscaping and planting.

At first, I thought I might skip gardening altogether this year, but I just can’t bring myself to do that! I’ve got big plans for edible perennials in our new front yard, and the backyard will have raised beds and container fruit trees and berry bushes. Rather than rush something permanent, I decided to compromise — give myself a fully productive garden in a very small space while I allow the land, shadows and microclimates to inform what happens longer term.

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Archetypes & Imagination: 2017 Speaking Engagements

Reposting this for anyone in Washington, Oregon, the Bay Area and/or Prague. I’ve seen Becca’s fascinating talks on YouTube. This promises to be an interesting and soul enriching opportunity for anyone interested in astrology, Divine Masculine/Divine Feminine, Tolkien and Jung. Best of luck with your travels and talks, Becca!

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This year is turning out to be full of exciting opportunities for travel and speaking engagements. In two weeks’ time I will be going to the Northwest Astrology Conference in Washington state, and giving my first presentation at a regional astrology conference. The title and description of my talk is below:

Calling the Generations: Participating in Outer Planetary Alignments
During major outer-planetary cycles, entire generations are born carrying the archetypal signature of that time. When these same outer planets realign in new configurations there is an archetypal resonance between the generations born with those alignments and the needs of that time. Each planetary combination offers unique gifts, and in our current era of social, ecological, and spiritual crisis each may have its significant role to play in creating a life-enhancing future.

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Blessings of The Mother

Our friend Tim sent this lovely photo of his Mother’s Day altar and said I could share it here. Wishing all mothers and those who mother or love and honor The Mother a Happy Mother’s Day!

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