I’m so excited to share this interview with you! Eric from The Spirit World Center Podcast and I had a fabulous conversation in late November, and it’s finally live. You can listen here.
Episode Description
Do owls hold healing powers? Laura Bruno joins the podcast to discuss her life of synchronicities and healing. Have you ever had many random people constantly coming up to you asking for advice? Or how about being told multiple times that your “doppelganger” already visited people you have never met before? Laura has had plenty of these experiences, and more! We explore the car accident that transformed her life and led her to fully embrace her spiritual path. We delve into her experience of healing her brain injury through Reiki and holistic approaches, reality-warping migraines, an owl that visited her continually as she healed, adventures in mysticism, and the power of “surrender”. We also talk about Laura’s powerful precognitive dreams and her deep practice of astrology.
Laura Bruno is a psychic, intuitive coach, medical intuitive, and professional astrologer.
Note: The views and opinions expressed by guests on the Spirit World Center Podcast do not necessarily represent those of the Spirit World Center or its staff.
This turned out to be one of my favorite conversations ever! From the YouTube description:
Philosopher, writer and researcher Sharon Hewitt Rawlette, PhD joins astrologer Laura Bruno to discuss how synchronicities, intuition, and destiny points in life coincide with astrological transits and progressions. We explore life path, life between lives, Near Death Experiences (NDEs), fertility and relationships, with lots of stories and examples. (If you’re receiving this by email, you’ll need to click through to view the hour and eleven minute video.)
This post from almost 10 years ago wants to go up again:
One more for today because the message is too good not to pass along:
“Synchronicity and Magical Thinking” By Synchrosecrets.com
Synchronicity and magical thinking are close friends. They may even be Siamese twins who share a common heart. But what is magical thinking?
Elias Howe had an idea about a machine with a needle that would penetrate cloth. He fiddled around with various ideas – a hole through the middle of the needle, for instance – but nothing worked. One night, he dreamed he was taken prisoner by a group of cannibals who danced around him with spears. Howe noticed that the spears all had holes near the tip. When he woke up, he realized the dream had provided the solution to his problem. By locating a hole at the tip of the needle, the thread could be caught after it went through cloth thus making his machine operable. Is that magical thinking? You bet.
A man entered a tanning salon shortly before closing time and asked the female employee if he could use the restroom. She felt intuitively uneasy about the guy and asked several customers if they would check outside. The police found the man, a convicted sex offender, waiting in the parking lot with a ski mask, handcuffs, a butcher knife, and sex devices. He had opened the spa’s back door before leaving. Instead of dismissing her unease as paranoia, the female employee listened to her intuition. Magical thinking? Absolutely.
One night, Cj bolted out of a sound sleep and in the mirror at the foot of her bed, saw an image play out: a short, bulky man with shoulder-length hair walked up a sidewalk to the porch of a Victorian house that Cj recognized as her friend’s home. The man wore a red plaid shirt and held a gun and Cj had the strong impression that the man intended to kill her friend. She glanced at the clock: it was 3:30 AM. She felt the murder would happen at that time, the next night. Early the next morning, she called her friend and described the vision. Her friend called the police. Even though they were doubtful about the source of the information – a vision, a hunch – they assigned an officer to the property the next night. At exactly 3:30 am, a short bulky man with shoulder-length hair, wearing a red plaid shirt, walked onto the sidewalk approaching the porch to the house. The officer grabbed him. The man, a religious fanatic, believed Cj’s friend was a witch and had intended to kill her. Magical thinking? Yes. And it saved a woman’s life.
In each of these instances, individuals acted on the basis of their personal perceptions and emotions. And yet, mainstream science says that if we trust our own perceptions and experiences, if we trust what has not been proven, we’re living in the fool’s paradise of magical thinking. Really?
Magical thinking enables us to think outside the narrow box of consensus reality and creates a fertile environment in which synchronicity is more likely to occur. It enables us to undertake the hero’s journey that Joseph Campbell wrote about so movingly. Magical thinking is precisely what makes life so mysterious, so ultimately unknowable that our lives are changed in unimagined ways simply because we don’t have all the answers.
Once you acknowledge the validity of your own perceptions and experiences, you discover that magical thinking and synchronicity possess momentum that cuts across cultures, religions, ethnicities. Born within our collective humanity, this momentum sweeps outward, like a force of nature.”
Link to original article [Unfortunately, that blog has since been removed, so I don’t know whom to credit. The message is important though. As the world gets more chaotic, we can find our way through the noise by paying attention to the signs and syncs that dance across our lives.]
I’m so excited to review this book, but before I do, I need to disclose that I edited the manuscript. That said, I feel honored to have done so. This is a brilliant offering on so many different levels. I’ve watched it transform from a comic book to a novella into a full fledged novel that I’ve compared to Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises. I’ve read that book a dozen times and hold a Masters degree in English Language and Literature, so this is no light comparison.
Mike has a special ability to write about emotions. This book ranges from the depths of despair to mystical heights, and the tenderness with which he treats his characters astounds me. Even minor figures come to life as real people grappling with paranormal events and more universal themes of love, grief and complex relationships. I would say the characters “make” the book, except so many other things stand out, too.
In addition to showing the nuanced paradox of spiritual awakening, this novel also conveys a tangible sense of place. Most of the book occurs in the Southwest, and Mike’s decades as a professional wilderness guide allow him to bring us right into that environment. As readers, we see, feel, taste, touch and hear the magical desert. We dive right into the charm and grit of a forgotten town. We experience the pulsating joy and sorrow of NDE’s, OBE’s and other difficult to explain things. I’m no stranger to strange events, and I know how tricky they are to convey. This story hits home in ways that only a fellow experiencer and researcher could bring to life.
It also goes way beyond a paranormal thriller. Yes, psychics, synchronicity and dreams play big roles, as do murky behind-the-scenes controllers. But this is also a love story, a tale of friendships lost and found, a hymn to the creative process, and a deeply healing narrative. We long to find our own Trail’s End Café, to listen to Tony’s mix-tapes and drink some of that amazing coffee.
While editing, I’ve read and re-read the entire book so many times that I’ve lost track. During all those reviews, I never once grew tired of the story, scenes or the characters. I actually miss reading it each morning and will probably begin again very soon. It’s the kind of book that rewards multiple readings, because so many subtle details reveal themselves with each new journey through its pages. I love this book, and I cannot recommend it highly enough.
I’ve had triple whammy syncs today about two Star card portals–and synchronously I see that I’m beginning to type this post right at my birth time, which shows up at key moments in my life. Noted!
On Christmas Eve, I started working again on the Star Gate portal I first conceived of in January 2021. Not one, but two portals jumped ahead of this one–the Queen of Wands and the Strength portals, both commissioned pieces. Because I attuned all three of these portals together, in some way, I feel like completing my own portal will further activate the other two. As if to confirm that, I’ve had a flurry of syncs from sweet faery sis Tania Marie and two people who each commissioned two portals from me, including the Queen of Wands woman.
Tania’s blog post today includes a “Star Gate” sound healing meditation she did on Christmas Eve Eve. She alluded to this on Christmas when I told her I had worked on the Star portal on Christmas Eve, but I only saw her full post and the sound healing today.
I woke up in the middle of the night and wondered what time it was. I don’t have a clock in the room, so I asked Alexa, “Alexa, what time is it?”
“It’s 12:34 AM”
Duly noted. 😊
Then I noticed I had emails from the “Peace of the Blue Irises” and Justice portals woman saying: On Saturday Christmas Eve at 1:23 central I saw a license plate that read STAR-11. On Christmas Day I saw an actual shooting star in the sky.
She then sent me a link to Our Lady of Pontmain. Note how she kind of looks like Lady Justice. As I pondered her email, I realized that my original Star card portal–a commissioned piece from 2010–was door number 11. STAR-11.
What does it all mean? I don’t know, but “they” have my attention! Today, the Sun crosses my North Node destiny point, and the Wounded Knee massacre finally comes full circle with ceremonies for the returned human remains and artifacts. It’s also the third exact hit of the First US Pluto Return. Big shifts. I continue to work on this Star portal as January’s Full and New Moon will hit my chart in extremely precise and activating ways.
In case I don’t post before 2023, Happy New Year! We’ve earned it. 🙂
This will be a longer post with lots of photos and dreamlike synchronicities. If you don’t like that sort of thing, you’ve been forewarned! Please feel free to pass over this one. For those of you who do like that sort of thing, here’s some of the story surrounding my birthday getaway to Sleeping Bear Dunes, about three hours north of us.
Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore seen from Empire Bluff
David and I did what we sometimes do — where we leave home Saturday morning and arrive back home Sunday evening. We find the energy up near Traverse City and Sleeping Bear Dunes so recharging that a single overnight feels like weeks of restoration. We usually stay in Traverse City but this time opted to stay at the M22 Inn at Suttons Bay. I didn’t think anything of it when I booked the reservations, because I simply clicked the link David sent me as a recommendation from his former coworker. When we got there, though, I recognized the synchronicity of M22 since my birthday is May 22.
The number 22 continued to show up throughout our trip, and not just because of Michigan’s famous Route M22. I also saw it on a woman’s sport sweatshirt, on mugs all around town, and a shopkeeper made a point of saying she and her husband “purchased this shop last Fall because of its 22 year success rate.” (More on that shop later!)
On Saturday, we had a decadent lunch at Poppycock’s and then wandered various shops in Traverse City. The energy felt a bit off to both of us, like we had grown beyond our former “happy place.” We haven’t been there since October 2019, which was also a good, but spooky weird trip!
This past week brought forth some very old energies that seem related to the upcoming New Moon. I sensed I was on the right track to pull a metaphorical Blue Angels maneuver rather than crash and burn, but the off energies in Traverse City encouraged me to do a birthday check-in on the way to the hotel. Unbeknownst to David, I said in my head, “OK, owls, I feel like I’m walking in the right direction, but I could use a sign to confirm that. Please let me know if I’m walking in the right direction and that I’m interpreting my dreams correctly.”
(In order for the rest of this post to make sense, you need to know that I have a long history with owls. They’re my totem animal, and they tend to appear as helpers and at major decision points in my life. When I see them, I know I’m on the right track. I’ve written about synchronous owls many times since an experience I had while recovering from my 1998 TBI, and a bunch of my owl stories are featured in their own chapter of Mike Clelland’s book “Stories from the Messengers.”)
Immediately — and I mean the very next moment — after asking the owls to confirm if I’m walking in the right direction, I turned my head to the right and saw a huge owl weather vane with an arrow pointing in the direction we were driving. “OK, message received! Thank you.” I thought that was the end of it. I got my confirmation. Now I could move on with the birthday celebration.
We arrived at the hotel, and I discovered that our accommodations turned into a little cabin facing the woods. It was just across the street from the Bay, so lots of water energy, but the door and window faced the woods. This building stood apart from the rest of the hotel, which had rooms lined up next to each other. Instead, we got the “cabin” I had really wanted to stay in for my birthday. It had wooden floors and rustic furniture, and the very same bedspread I put in one of the guest rooms of the Blue House I rented as an office, classroom and overnight lodging space for students, back when we lived in Goshen.
This felt like a magical blessing so soon after seeing the owl weather vane pointing in the direction we were already heading. The energy of our trip heightened to an almost giddy level. We decided to eat dinner in Suttons Bay, and it took awhile to get in somewhere. We got there just after 6 p.m., so all the stores were closed, but we window shopped as we waited for a text telling us our table was ready. Directly across from the restaurant, we saw this scene outside a store:
You can see how the area was roped off, but without going further in to the store’s entrance, we still saw a LOT of owls! I thought to myself, “Ohhhhhhh-kay! Thanks, Guys, message received 100-fold.” We didn’t plan to return to Suttons Bay the next day since we wanted to hike the Empire Bluff trail at Sleeping Bear Dunes. Again, I figured this was the end of this trip’s owls, because, wow, that was a lot of owls!
We had a hilarious dinner, the details of which I’ll spare you, but again, we remained giddy — grateful for our getaway and noting how even things that quasi-disappointed us somehow served as huge confirmation of our prior decisions. We thought of risks we took, as well as times we calculated not to do things. This trip confirmed a bunch of those, and we continued feeling more and more grounded, alongside our giddiness. As we walked past the store on the way to our car, David said, “Eventually, you’ll fall in love with one of those owls and bring him home with you.” I thought this was an odd thing to say, but kept that to myself.
The morning of my birthday, 5/22, I awoke from one of the most beautiful, affirming and joyful dreams I’ve ever had. I recorded that while David slept in, and then we had some organic gluten-free quiche we’d picked up the day before from Oryana Cafe at the Traverse City food co-op. Amazing stuff! While we ate, David surprised me by saying we would stop in Suttons Bay this morning, because, “You need to get one of those owls.”
I protested, saying, “I’m at Manifest Destiny with stuff. I don’t even know where I’d put it,” but David convinced me to go and at least check out the store. We walked up the pathway, and my mouth hung open:
It wasn’t just hundreds of owls — there were thousands of them! I said a quick, “If I’m meant to get one, make it obvious.” One owl stood off by itself, and my eye fell to it right after that request. I picked him up but then decided to put him down and take a photo to show my mom, who also loves owls. It’s the 8″ tall one in front. His face is so sweet that I couldn’t resist bringing him home.
We entered the store, and I saw more and more owls:
The store has all kinds of items in it, but everywhere I looked, my eyes landed on owls. As we checked out, we spoke with the shop owner who told us she and her husband purchased the store due to its 22 year long success rate. She said, “The owls carry the store.”
Eventually, we made our way to Sleeping Bear Dunes and started our hike. The name comes from a Native American myth, and this whole area feels steeped in those energies. David took a photo of me, and the shadows hitting my face shapeshifted me to an American Indian look. Normally, I’m a super pale white girl with red hair, so this image startled me.
We continued our walk through the magical woods. I felt a strong Faery presence right before seeing this Green Man stump:
David took some other photos of me along the way.
I really wanted a photo of us together, but he said, “I prefer being the man of mystery on your blog.” I reminded him that he has appeared on occasion, but he still said no. Then another couple approached us, and the woman cheerfully offered to take our photo together. We couldn’t refuse her smile, so we got this rare shot of us on Empire Bluff:
We hiked a little further, then wound our way back through the woods. I came upon this tree, and thought, “This is an owl spot. Owls hang out here. … You know, it would be REALLY affirming to see an owl in a tree — if it’s not too much trouble.”
I immediately heard in my head: “Look to your left.”
I turned and walked a few meters down a little path to my left and saw this:
As one of my friends said when I showed her these photos: “That’s LITERALLY seeing an owl in a tree! Spirit is hilariously « on the letter » sometimes!”
Uh huh.
The synchronicities continued, but I think you get the idea. 🙂 On our drive home, David and I commented on what a magical getaway we’d had. Just then, I happened to glance at the stereo, which seemed to agree:
When we arrived home, I had birthday gifts, cards and a Free People package awaiting me. The cards turned out to be owl cards, as did some of the presents. I opened the Free People package to find a belt I’d ordered awhile back. I folded it up vertically and did a double take:
Believe it or not, this was just a quick summary of some of the owl signs and synchronicities on my birthday weekend. All in all, I’d have to say I received STRONG confirmation from the owls that I’m “walking in the right direction.” It was a magical birthday and a lovely time away with David. I’m so grateful for my bizarre and blessed life!
I wrote this up for myself on Monday, after finishing the poem that began from three email subject lines on Easter Sunday. I had not planned to share this in a public way, but a client/friend/colleague emailed to share recent breakthroughs and that my San Quentin jailbreak dream had triggered her own powerful dream. She finished her message by saying, “[N]ow you can add “Mystical Quantum Dream Spawner” to your CV,😊
I told her I wasn’t surprised she had such big breakthroughs and then said:
Too cool about the San Quentin dream spawning another one for you. I feel like I liberated my creative writing self from that tower. Yesterday was WILD with synchronicities and the poem I posted today just poured out of me. I had several revisions, but all in all, it was a very quick effort. I haven’t written a poem since maybe 2017?! And before that it was 2009. There was a time when I wrote lots of poetry.
BTW, I found the jumpsuit on Free People’s website — and ordered it — right before the initial poem lines arrived yesterday afternoon. I haven’t decided if I’ll write that up as its own post. It’s pretty funny. I realized I was dressed as Rosie the Riveter: “We can do it!”
Then all these things unlocked.
LOL!!!
❤️
Laura
Her response convinced me to share the story in a more detailed way. It all happened as described, but much of it unfolds like a dream. (If you haven’t read the San Quentin dream or the follow-up, it won’t make any sense at all. One other note, per dream instructions earlier in the week, I did a three-day colon cleanse from Good Friday through Easter Sunday.) Here’s what I wrote for myself:
Before my TBI I was told to “quit my job, do spiritual work, become a landscaper and write poetry.” Perhaps I’m re-entering the poetry phase.
I now wonder if my Jailbreak dream was about freeing my creative writing self. I had a weird series of events right before I saw the three back to back emails. I got dressed in my “Rosie the Riveter” inspired jumpsuit and looked up a photo of that icon just to see if I was imagining things. It usually says, “We can do it!” but for some reason, I read it as “You can do it!” The only reason I wore the jumpsuit is because I thought I might try to find and order “the right Free People jumpsuit” that freed the woman imprisoned in the tower at San Quentin.
Before ordering a Free People jumpsuit, I thought I’d wear this cheaper one I already owned, just to make sure I liked the feel and look of it. I did, so I started scrolling through the Free People website and found a jumpsuit that seemed similar to the one in my dream. I then received notification that a different Free People package had been delivered. I had just gone outside to deal with recycling and spray deer repellent on my tulips, so I knew the package had only JUST arrived. When I picked it off the mat, the package was empty!
I didn’t expect anyone to be working at Free People on Easter Sunday, but I wanted to document this situation so they wouldn’t think someone just stole it while we were away for the weekend. It looked like the bag had not sealed properly in the first place, not like someone cut into the package. I tried to do an online chat and nothing worked. Then I noticed the fact that they supposedly man their phones 24 hours per day. I thought, “It’s a long shot, but maybe they have a few people working on Easter.” I called and got through pretty fast.
I expected an argument, so I had photos of the improperly sealed, empty package, but I didn’t need them. The woman noted that it had only JUST been delivered, and she took me at my word. She arranged to send out a new item, which shipped last night. What’s especially odd is that the item that slipped out of the package was a SAFARI VEST! I guess it went on its own, uncharted journey. Somehow, this seems significant, like it symbolizes my own detour from creative writing.
I just find it wild that I ordered a Free People jumpsuit that freed the woman in my Easter Sunday dream, and then I immediately got triggered to write the first poem I’ve done in years. I used to write a lot of poetry, but I’ve written maybe one poem (in 2017 or 2018 and I can’t find it) since I finished Schizandra and the Gates of Mu in July 2009. In addition to the poem arising, I feel like I made a huge breakthrough on [another novel] plot, which screeched to a halt when Tim died in December 2017. This cleanse has been really minor on the physical level, but it appears to be removing writer’s block.
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That’s the extended story. I don’t know why my dreams so often foresee clothing items or accessories that later show up in real life. Clothing is a powerful metaphor, though: identity, self-expression, creativity. Accessories, glasses — these also suggest other things. In part, I share these stories as demonstrations of how fluid reality becomes when we engage it in a playful, creative way.
I haven’t felt creatively blocked. I’ve painted lots of portals, designed a full permaculture haven, redecorated several homes, wrote guided journals and a LOT of blog posts. My intuitive and astrology readings are also highly creative acts. Yet my creative writing –in particular — has felt like it took a long detour.
In retrospect, I can see why. I’ve written several novels worth of material in the past four years. (Way beyond anything I’ve shared on this blog.) I needed to purge my own stories and bizarre details in order to do creative writing from a place that allows for full expression. No need to get hung up on what did or did not “really” happen. Having fully engaged my own life history and material, I won’t need to explore that through fiction and poetry. I can write what I’m meant to write, unclouded by a need to understand it through my own personal lens.
The creative process is non-linear. It varies from person to person, but some things coincide. I share my own unfolding to inspire others to relax but stick with it. To quote my Dream Guys: “In perfect love and perfect trust, perfect timing is a must.”
NOTE: Email subscribers received the first version of this post on Easter. It somehow backdated itself to five days BEFORE Easter and sent itself back to April 12 at 12:12 a.m. The original post had a different title: “When Subject Lines Turn into Poems.” I immediately switched the post back to draft, but the emails had already arrived in people’s inboxes with a timestamp of Easter Sunday.
This occurred on Easter Sunday amidst a flurry of synchronicities with somewhat profound implications. On Easter Sunday, three emails came through back to back. I read their Subject lines — in order — and found a poem:
do geese see God? Is Our Death Fixed? very silly
The second version of this post ended here, and I scheduled it to post on Tuesday, April 19. As soon as I did that, I got deluged with song lyrics and even more synchronicities. So many syncs came through that I needed to walk away from my laptop, but the syncs continued. I awoke at 3:15 a.m. with the a mish mash of song lyrics and directions to expand the poem. Here’s what came through:
Divine Matrix
Do geese see God? Is Our Death Fixed? very silly when the end comes I’ll know ’cause I’m just —
This post comes from a 2012 blog post that synchronously arose today after a dream about a huge sign, the need for a screen upon which to project a “movie” and a magical, un-containable rabbit. I decided to write it up as a separate post rather than reblogging because the end of the original post references things specific to that time period. The post itself seems just as relevant today as it did nearly 10 years ago:
Regular readers of my blog know that I’m a huge fan of synchronicity and “reading” signs. With a Masters Degree in English, I’ve simply expanded my definition of “text” to include this entire living, breathing Universe. I thought I’d share some perspectives on synchronicity and how it pertains to inner guidance, seeking and finding, and divination (specifically tarot).
“Synchronistic meetings are like mirrors that reflect something of ourselves. If we want to grow spiritually, all we have to do is take a good look. Synchronicity holds the promise that if we want to change inside, the patterns of our external life will change as well.” ~Jean Shinoda Bolen
“According to Vedanta, there are only two symptoms of enlightenment, just two indications that a transformation is taking place within you toward a higher consciousness. The first symptom is that you stop worrying. Things don’t bother you anymore. You become light hearted and full of joy. The second symptom is that you encounter more and more meaningful coincidences in your life, more and more synchronicities. And this accelerates to the point where you actually experience the miraculous.” ~Deepak Chopra
“Synchronicity hints at the unified world behind the illusory veil of the material universe.” ~Roger S. Jones
“Synchronicity is choreographed by a great, pervasive intelligence that lies at the heart of nature, and is manifest in each of us through intuitive knowledge.” ~Deepak Chopra
When people first begin to experience synchronicity, the phenomenon may feel a bit overwhelming. Clients often as me if I think they’re “crazy” for noticing signs. Others ask me, “Well?! What does it mean? Does it just happen because I’m looking for it?”
In my opinion and experience, the answer’s a bit more complex. Since attitude helps to create our world, how we feel about synchronous events plays an important role. Do we feel a sinking feeling? Does a series of closed doors fill us with dread when we keep pushing them to open? Or do we sense, “If not this, then something better”? When synchronicity blasts into your awareness, it can easily throw you into the ethers due to a persistent sense of invisible order or interference. If you feel ungrounded or spooked, get back in touch with your body. How does it feel? What messages might you be ignoring, which have now played outwards as external events? As Carl Jung reminds us, “Whatever is not conscious will be experienced as fate.”
Jung defines synchronicity as “meaningful coincidence,” further explaining, “Synchronicity reveals the meaningful connections between the subjective and objective world.” But who provides the meaning? Although I do not believe anything occurs randomly in the Universe, trying to assign meaning to every single event becomes a maddening rabbit hole. I often use a three time’s the charm measure: if something jumps out at me once, I make note of it but don’t necessarily take action; second time really gets my attention; by the third time, I begin to formulate a different direction.
That’s my general, everyday operating principle. In times of extreme prayer and quiet (or sometimes intensely loud) seeking, I pay attention to everything. I almost scan the Universe like I scan a client’s energy — searching for anomalies. I don’t force anomalies to appear. Rather, I soften my observation, blur things a bit, and pay attention to whatever pokes through. In an impressionistic painting, a touch of Salvador Dali or Piet Mondrian would certainly stand out! It’s not that impressionists are better or worse than Dali or Mondrian, just different. Having something obviously ordered, yet differently ordered begs my further attention and exploration. For those who don’t know the art history references, I’ve included a few images:
Monet is probably the most famous impressionist painter
Claude Monet ~ The Water Lily Pond with the Japanese Bridge
Imagine something like this image below inserting itself into the above scene:
Painting from a series by Piet Mondrian
Mondrian painted in primary colors and black and white, distinctly using squares and rectangles. Repeats of that might very well grab your attention inside a Monet painting, right? And what about this?
The Persistence of Memory by Salvador Dali
The Dali might seem (ever so slightly) less jarring than the Mondrian image if it inserted itself into the Monet, but I’d imagine the melting clocks over the bridge just might grab your attention!
Actually, I love this particular Dali in a discussion of synchronicity, because a hallmark of that subjective “meaning” seems somehow very connected to the compression of time. If the seemingly linked events hadn’t occurred at the exact moment they occurred, we might have simply overlooked them, or allowed them to fade into a background blur. Synchronicity involves anomaly, Divine timing, and a willingness to see beyond what you might normally expect.
I always suggest people pray for eyes to see the signs, wisdom to interpret them, and faith to follow through on them. If you’re going to pray, you might as well go all out!
But what happens when you’re just not sure? What happens if you see so many signs, some of which seem to send conflicting messages? Since we live in a vibrational Universe, Abraham-Hicks would say your experience alters as your point of attraction alters. They’ve often used the analogy of taking a trip from Phoenix to San Diego. It’s a straight shot, and if you keep heading towards your intention, you’ll get there. If, however, you become discouraged when you hit Yuma, you might endlessly cycle between Phoenix and Yuma and back to Phoenix, without ever arriving at your intended destination. In this case, your own personal synchronicities might be all over the place, depending on whether you’re heading towards San Diego or back to Phoenix!
Enter some additional wisdom from Carl Jung: “We can predict the future when we know how the present moment has evolved out of the past.” Towards the end of his life, Jung became very interested in divination tools like the I Ching and the Tarot. He regretted that he had too few participants to create a full study, but modern Tarot Readers often draw upon Jungian ideas like Archetypes and Synchronicity as a means of interpreting Tarot spreads. To me, that makes perfect sense, since which cards appear in any given spread simply reflects the vibration of whoever’s receiving the reading. The cards provide a visual, complete with artwork, Archetypes and a potential storyline (via the suit cards).
You can think of your thoughts as seeds or even eggs, which contain all the nutrients for full blown creation. Synchronicities and Tarot can be seen as indicators of how closely your vibration’s aligning with the thoughts you most want to take form. As above, so below! Great manifestors know and live this maxim. If they don’t like the tone of synchronicities, inner monologue or readings, they harness positivity and redirect their thoughts. As the saying goes:
“Watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become habits. Watch your habits, for they become character. Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”
This all comes from an older post I had completely forgotten about, but it popped up right after a dream about signs and synchronicities. Perhaps someone out there’s been wondering about these topics. In any case, I hope you find the flow of ideas helpful and timely on your journey.
June 24 Full Moon in Capricorn at 2:40 p.m. Eastern. This Strawberry Moon hearkens back to the December 26, 2019 Solar Eclipse. Does something that occurred during that holiday season make more sense now? Explore ways in which you try to rationalize feelings. What’s really going on here? How can you balance self-sufficiency with the need to connect and share with others? Another round of Saturn sextile Chiron offers a chance to learn and heal through your Full Moon insights.
(2:40 p.m. Eastern is the correct time for the Full Moon. Sorry, my original June Forecast had a typo! Also, depending on your global location, the 2019 eclipse for you might have occurred on Christmas Day.)
I honed in on the echo of the December 25-26, 2019 Solar Eclipse, but I did not realize that the Sun point of this June 24, 2021 Full Moon exactly conjuncts the Trans Neptunian Object Echeclus. I mentioned Echeclus in my Summer Solstice post, because Echeclus closely trined Jupiter at the time Jupiter stationed retrograde. This created an “Echeclus flavor” to that potent day.
Echeclus deals with echoes throughout time — ways in which the past reverberates in the present and how the future can send signals back to the present. We can think of Echeclus as “synchronicity personified.” With Echeclus at 3°23′ Cancer so tightly conjuncting the Sun at 3°27′ Cancer at the time of the Full Moon, we can expect extra potent timeline bleedthroughs. Pay special attention to dreams, visions and déjà vu.
Mark Twain said, “History does not repeat itself, but it often rhymes.” People or events might cycle back at new levels, shedding light on the original encounter, as well as flashing forward to “future memories.” I posted about the December 26, 2019 Solar Eclipse here, because of its extra powerful conjunction to Jupiter, trine Uranus in Taurus. Things set in motion on that day might click further into place now, because the Full Moon on June 24, 2021 activates the same point of the Sun, Moon and Jupiter back then.
Cupido is also at 3° Capricorn at the time of this Capricorn Full Moon. Cupido doesn’t always mean matchmaking, but it adds to an already potent combo of energies. To get into the mood, you might enjoy movies like “Moonstruck,” “Serendipity,” “Unleashed,” and “Still Breathing.”
Pluto in Capricorn opposite Venus in Cancer at the time of this Full Moon intensifies the emotions. This time encourages vulnerability, as love can heal the deepest, hidden wounds. Beware of any obsessive tendencies, especially in the area of relationships. In addition to secrets and intimacy, Venus opposite Pluto also deals with power struggles. Aim for power to, rather than power over. Empowerment instead of enchantment.
This Venus-Pluto theme gets echoed by Black Moon Lilith, who conjuncts the North Node at the time of the Full Moon. Lilith is a highly reactive energy, often connected with trauma, abuse and sovereignty. Balanced Lilith energy feels like a fairy godmother, a tantric lover, or Women Who Run with the Wolves. Imbalanced or repressed Lilith can trigger an autoimmune reaction, hysteria or “the blame game.” Spending time in nature eases Lilith reactivity. It can also tune you into your most natural self. Lilith keeps getting activated by recent key transits, so her meeting with the North Node at the time of the Full Moon comes as no accident. Awareness of inner and outer dynamics related to tyranny and sovereignty can help us to experience more of Lilith’s positive qualities in relation to collective destiny.
In addition to all the above intensity, Asteroid Requiem conjuncts the Sun-Echeclus point of this Full Moon. According to Alex’s Astrology:
Requiem was named for the Funeral Mass for the dead by its discoverer, whose mother died the day it was found.
Astrologically, Requiem is a marker of death, change or transformation. It can also indicate acknowledgement of grief, honors paid to the dead, remembrance of those departed, and monuments. There can be sense of cessation, or rest from labors, and acceptance of change or loss, coming to terms with loss.
Something or someone will end on or around the time of this Full Moon. Death can be metaphorical, but these energies suggest that whatever it is will be deeply felt. They also suggest a rightness and perfect synchronization of events. A need to go deep. An order to stop manipulating or being manipulated. A primal call to honor sovereignty of body, mind and soul.
Also take a look back to Summer Solstice 2016. I could go full astro nerd, but my explanation would make your head spin! I just want to shine light on potential patterns and connections. Try not to overthink things. Full Moons highlight emotions, and your emotions are raw energy. If you’ve felt synchronicity running through your life but don’t recognize it on the exact Full Moon date, don’t worry about it!
General transits affect people in different ways, depending on what they trigger in your natal chart. Approach this one with curiosity, and see what unfolds.
Time reverberates in non-linear ways. Sometimes things only become clear (or significant) in hindsight. Your job is to pay attention and live as well as you can in each moment. The Centaur Pholus also conjuncts this Full Moon at 4° Capricorn. Pholus is the small thing, BIG EFFECT trigger. Pholus and Jupiter also conjuncted the 2019 Solar Eclipse, trining Uranus. That combo with volatile Uranus increased the impact of very small things linking to even BIGGER EFFECTS.
Again, whatever happens on or around June 24 might seem minor — like a butterfly flapping its wings in New York, yet somehow causing the storm that clears into a rainbow somewhere else. As events unfold, we’ll recognize how well orchestrated the cosmos is. For now, it’s enough to know that some things will prove much more important than they first appear.
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