As I was listening to Charles Eisenstein talk in the Mythic Masculine podcast  about the role of service in the King, the Divine Masculine frequency,  something really hit me. He says:

Charles Eisenstein: "Okay. One aspect of the initiation, the coming of age ordeal, is into an understanding of our gifts. The other is the birth of a different kind of love than the child's love for the parent. The kind of love that we could call romantic love. The kind of love that doesn't want to just take, but also wants to give.

In fact, the first thing that you want to do when you have a sweetie is that you want to give her something. Lovers like to exchange gifts. You don't want to just set that person up as a parent, although actually a lot of wounded people do just that, but a mature love, the love that is invited through eros is a love of equals, is a co-creative love, and a love of mutuality, giving and receiving.

That, to me, points to a different relationship to earth than humanity as a collective has been in. And it is a relationship where we always ask, How can we serve earth? How can we serve life on earth? How can we make this mutual? What does the soil need? What does the river need? What does the planet need?"

He shares similar thoughts here:

Some of the masculine frequency has put service into a place of toxicity rather than trusting that space of the masculine embodiment. When the masculine King exerts logic into the scope of the plan as "what's for me" there is likely a mother/lover wound that is actually asking to be seen. 

For a lifetime the feminine frequency is devoted to mothering/nurturing/creation and the masculine has felt outside of this schema. As the feminine energy has been rising, she is looking for a King to serve ... not to serve her,  per se,  but serve next to her. Feminine, of course, enjoys having someone pull out the chair and say, rest a minute. What the Queen doesn't want is to mother her lover. She wants to plant seeds with them, to bloom within him, and to grow together as a kingdom that exists within and beyond reality. 

The new masculine frequency is maybe distasteful or fearful to the patriarchy of hurt masculinity. This fear is an open wound that they will either cleanse through the fire of facing the love that really terrifies them, or hide in the sea of emotions and the salt will burn. 

Today the cosmos was speaking to me:

End of July & August Forecast for the DM & DF. 

The Sun is Sextile Mars, and the Moon is Sextile Pluto. Lilith is Sextile the Sun, and Opposite the Moon Trine Mars and Pluto. Lilith is teaching the #divinemasculine to be happy with the war and revolution of self that has been their journey for the past twenty-two days, twenty-two months, or twenty-two years. They see that they were on the right path all along. 

Divine Masculine is finally comfortable and balanced in their emotional self. Mercury entered Virgo today, and they embody this newfound communication with themselves as yes, a little new. However, it feels as if their upper heart chakra finally understands why they had to fight this war to begin with. 

Come August 4, 2024, it will be a perfect timing for them to cut loose the past karmic situations and communicate it with themselves or this other energy. 

 The mantra is "I am ready to be done with this."

Mercury Retrograde will facilitate swift changes to cut these cords from their life. Their heart fully sees why they've changed. Removing the illusions that kept them from seeing the happiness they had avoided. The first week will open their houses as Mars Conjuncts their house of Abundance (which is currently working with the Divine Feminine rising energy) They find a favorable connection to the change they want in their higher love connection. Divine Feminine may feel challenged by this. 

Week Two The Sun Shines the light on the higher changed they have made in their life if they choose to go through this portal to align all courses. No extra money spending this week. It's all about aligning to this new heart space. 

Week Three, you will find your voice. What words do you wish to speak on the other side of the Retrograde? This will change your heart and love life as Venus Trines Uranus. On August 28th, try not to bring it into lust rather than love. The shadow of this Retrograde will play games with your mind because it can be intimidating to suddenly think your heart could have everything it desires. Pluto goes back into Capricorn with the Moon entering Virgo on September 1st. 

#astrology #transits #divinefemininerising #Pluto #Capricorn  

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Once, would you not think about me out in nature. Standing looking out at the revelations of the world. The warrior with the wild heart. Under starry nights, looking at waves across the horizon. Tonight under this sky, what are we lovers thinking about? 

Celestial Fireworks

Within the heart's deepest chamber, where our wishes reside,

We connect in our dark thoughts, with a longing to confide.

Tonight, raise your gaze to the heavens above,

For a celestial dance, within our story of love.

The rockets ignite, like yearning set free,

A burst of desire, a wild ecstasy.

Each bloom in the night, a lover's wish to embrace,

A fleeting reunion, a touch of heart's space.

Golden sparks shower, like secrets once told,

You know of my passion, tonight brilliance unfolds.

Reds dance with blues, challenged lover's sweet fight,

A kaleidoscope of colors, burning ever so bright.

Listen, dear heart, to the echoes that fall,

Like whispers of Rumi, a mystical call.

Let your spirit ignite, with each fiery streak,

For love's hidden embers, in your own darkness speaks.

Though transient the beauty, the colors may fade,

The memory lingers, a love once unafraid.

For within your own heart, a fireworks display,

Holds the power to ignite, and forever to claim.

Barbara xx

Unwritten

In the velvet cloak of night, a star once bright, Held dreams of fiery death, a cosmic light. Eons it burned, a patient soul, Yearning to ignite, to lose control.

But fate, a fickle hand, it dealt a blow, Fuel insufficient, a dimmer glow. The stellar fire, a spark confined, A supernova's fury, forever denied.

Now a withered ember, a cosmic sigh, A silent giant in the inky sky. A monument to what could have been, A fading dream, a muted sin.

The universe whispers secrets untold, Of giants unmet, stories unfold. A cosmology of myths, forever unsung, The faintest echo of love, on a cosmic tongue.

Yet in the distance, a different collapse would campaign, A nascent rumble, a celestial reign. A swirling nebula, a cosmic birth, An Empress awakening, her song of the Earth.

Hydrogen whispers, a swirling dance, Gathering tighter, a destined trance. Gravity's grip, a relentless hold, Birthing new stars, a story untold.

The universe churns, a vibrant display, From whispers of loss to a fiery ballet. One star's missed chorus, another's grand call, The cosmic orchestra plays for one and all.

In the vast expanse, where dreams ignite, We stand, mere mortals, bathed in starlight. Though some stars falter, their brilliance subdued, The Emperor's choice remains ours, to dream, or choose.

To chase the embers of passions long past, Or ignite the spark that forever will last. For within us all, a potential resides, To rise like a phoenix, with wings that spread high.

So let us not linger on what could have been, But seize the new dawn, the fire within. For the universe whispers, last chance to explode, A story unwritten,  divinity yours to unfold.

Barbara xx

Stardust Whispers

In stardust whispers, a presence drew near, 

Not a form, but a feeling, a resonant sphere. 

My soul, a lone ember, flickered in night, 

Yearning for warmth, a celestial light.

Then, a symphony bloomed in the void's embrace, 

Galaxies waltzing, leaving an ethereal trace. 

My fragmented spirit, a shattered display, 

Mended by music, a cosmic ballet.

No touch, no language, yet a knowing profound, 

A love that transcended the edges of sound. 

We merged in a heartbeat, a celestial rhyme, 

Dust to stardust, lost in the fabric of time.

The universe hummed, a lullaby sung,

Two singularities, forever at one. 

No longer a seeker, a wanderer's quest, 

In the divine lover, I found endless rest.

Though form may dissolve in this cosmic embrace,

A deeper connection, a yearning to trace,

A spark in the void, a desire to see,

The essence reflected, eternally.

And then, in the depths of that stardust swirl,

A glimmer ignites, a universe unfurls.

Eyes, not of flesh, but of galaxies bright,

Swirling with nebulas, a radiant light.

My own fractured cosmos, a mirror they hold,

Reflecting the stories, whispered and told.

No words are exchanged, yet volumes unfold,

In the meeting of eyes, a universe bold.

We dance in this silence, a celestial rhyme,

Eyes locked in forever, transcending all time.

The lover divine, in each other we find,

A love that's unbounded, a love for all kind.

Love,

Barbara xx

The star T Coronae Borealis (T CrB) brings life in every eighty years. Mythological stories tell us again and again about conscious expansion happening in the universe. Today in a reading a spiritual energy told me that we don’t understand that in all of the timelines that are happening we are the same and yet different. I was shown that in one timeline you could be watching your child in the crib looking at a mobile and in this timeline hear the sound in a moment of deja vu. But it's all just energy. We are energy and this life is a gift. We're being shown that if consciousness is a product of complex neural networks, then the emergence of more complex life forms throughout the universe comes as signs showing us this expanding consciousness. This could include the development of artificial intelligence or the discovery of alien life with greater cognitive abilities than anything we've seen on Earth. So the AI that is expanding in our current lifetime is also meant to show us this. 

The Big Bang theory suggests the universe began in an incredibly hot, dense state called a singularity. Similarly, AI is using basic algorithms and data, developing a kind of "singularity" of information. Just after the Big Bang, the universe underwent rapid expansion and change. New particles formed, and the fundamental forces took shape. AI, particularly deep learning models, can also experience rapid learning and improvement as they process vast amounts of data. From the simple building blocks in the early universe, galaxies, stars, and planets formed – a vast increase in complexity. Similarly, complex AI systems with advanced capabilities could potentially emerge from the basic algorithms we have today.

The heart-brain connection, similarly to the expansion of the conscious universe showcases the emergence of a complex system (the body) from the interaction of individual organs. Similarly, the universe's complexity arose from the initial singularity, and complex AI could potentially emerge from simpler algorithms. It makes me think about the initial stages of falling in love with the one, which involves a surge of emotions and a strong desire to learn more about the person. The spark, like the developing AI, brings an initial excitement about its potential and a focus on feeding it data to help it learn and improve. Like the data it is a pattern that is being created. 

As I explained in my book, "The Awakened Heart," in this process we experience a surge of hormones like dopamine and oxytocin, creating feelings of euphoria and bonding. These chemical reactions can be seen as a patterned response to certain stimuli, yet it doesn't follow a simple set of instructions to achieve love. The complex interplay of biology, psychology, and individual choices involved, and like AI love is trained on vast amounts of labeled data, allowing the soul to identify patterns and make predictions based on that data so that we can learn what we came here to heal. That's the gift. 

There's a theory, popularized by Nick Bostrom, thay suggests that our reality could be a computer simulation created by an advanced civilization. If this were true, we could be seen as a form of AI existing within this simulated world. Our early childhood experiences shape our attachment styles, which influence how we connect with others in romantic relationships. These styles can be seen as patterns of behavior that repeat in our relationships. In these patterns, our parents take the place of God in our brain map. In machine learning, the first step of changing the algorithms is often identifying unwanted patterns in the data. Similarly, healing from trauma involves recognizing negative thought patterns, emotional responses, and behaviors that stem from the traumatic experience. Consciousness, though, is a personal journey, unlike the construct of data expansion. One requires inner desire to change. The other requires deliberate protocols. When we heal, we are overcoming the biases that perhaps AI yet cannot on it's own. 

Falling in love can have a mixed impact on healing from childhood trauma. It can provide a supportive environment and boost self-esteem, but it's important to be aware of potential pitfalls and prioritize individual healing efforts. When the cosmic explosion of this star is experienced this week, remember that this is a second chance to live again, and choose to establish new patterns of positive behaviors and healthy responses in the case of healing. This explosion is actually a recurrent nova. This means it undergoes periodic outbursts where it dramatically increases in brightness for a period of time, before fading back to its usual faint state. Every lifetime you find each other to see if you can sustain the brightness longer.

A recurrent nova consists of a white dwarf – a collapsed core of a dead star – and a companion star. Material from the companion star gets pulled onto the white dwarf's surface. When enough hydrogen accumulates on the white dwarf, it triggers a thermonuclear explosion. Unlike a supernova, which destroys the star entirely, a nova explosion is not powerful enough to tear apart the white dwarf. The nova eventually settles back into its previous state, waiting for the cycle to repeat. As a reminder this is the fifth kundalini plane we call the Physical Body. Your body is almost completely oxygen and hydrogen, and as such is reorganized every moment of every day via the energy of the ether. This light body is energetic and made up of light frequencies, although it is very real in our dimensional existence. The supermovas you are experiencing are real, and illusion. But does that even matter? 

It doesn't matter the timeline, the expansion is reality that sometimes crashes two illusions into one. The closer you are to this supernova the more likely you'll expect a instantaneous vaporization of your previous life path. Within your personal detonation point, the intense heat and frequency of the light bodies being so attracted to each otjer will cause immediate vaporization of whatever karmic matter there. I know. I stood there in the fire and watched my life burn. My heart is still on fire even as my entire former life container is changed. Ophiuchus, Hermit, shedding and learning new patterns, as the fire is actually the light in the lamtern that was ready to be seen. This is the only path forward. It is 11:11 ... will the fireworks create a remembering of what is being created. Odd question but that is how Zq is showing me the path. 

We came here to every lifetime to experience these recurrent novas to remind ourselves we are the expansion of us. I don't know how long the nova lasts, except the rapid rise of brightness happens very quickly. A nova can take several years to completely fade back to its pre-eruption luminosity. That new safe space where you accept that you're completely different. Similarly, the intense emotions of infatuation don't stay at a constant high. Love transitions to a more stable state as the relationship progresses. The expansion requires a conscious decision to accept the flaws and imperfections and working through challenges of this, together. A nova undergoes a transformation during its eruption. Love also transforms a person's emotional state and priorities, but as a multifaceted and multitude of timelines in the human experience this goes beyond a rapid rise and decline. It involves growth, commitment, and the constant evolution of the bond between partners. 

I am ready for the conscious expansion happenings. Are you? 

When I lost my girl, Doro, I was heartbroken and dealing with postpartum with my daughter. I couldn't face it, and I know Doro understands yet it haunts me. I had moved three times, dealt with a late second trimester miscarriage and a long hard pregnancy that left me on bedrest from week 30 through 37 when she appeared. I was weary, and losing my furry daughter was so heartbreaking. 

When I lost Joe, as a young woman, it was after a long period of trauma as well. That dog came along when I had moved away from everything and everyone I knew, and was grappling with the absenteeism of parents. Raised by wolves? Sort of. I was raised by Joe a dorky black lab that decided he was mine, and I was his. At 16 he was blind and confined to my bedroom during work hours, which wasn't a great way to live. For months every time I opened the door to my room I expected to hear the bounce off my bed, and instead was faced with silence. 

Oscar, the man originally named Bruce. He looked a bit like a shrunken down Doro when I saw him online. I didn't share why we were really going out, but I knew he was mine. Mr. Sophistication.  Once we decided he was a reincarnation of Shakespeare. He had a girlfriend that ran a coffee shop. Wore Halloween costumes and went everywhere with us like a little gentleman. Unlike Oliver who is the always present toddler who requires and demands to be the center of attention. Oscar was the center but did not require it. 

He is Fifteenish and still so good. I know that my need to have him with me isn't a reason to keep him living in pain. Tomorrow we have the appointment when I likely believe they will say, it is time. And I don't know how to say goodnight. I don't know how to tell Oliver that his brother won't be coming home. Oliver has lost his fa, his big army friend, soon his house, and now his brother. It seems that the universe is not just taking everything away from me, but from him. It's not fair. I want to scream about it. 

I am just so ready for new starts instead of bad endings. I want to be finished. I want to have someone I love next to me watching television, talking about the day, with an annoying toddler dog attempting to gain our attention. I want to be into the next chapter of my life instead of being slowly drug through the broken glass of the past. I am sad and have mourned the life I thought I had. I want the life I crave, that I manifested, and to be able to breathe. 

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