Gemini 6° (May 27)

A reminder. I don’t know what it is I’m holding onto. I don’t to want to have to make sense. I have the festival cast and can generate contracts now. I also need to get my pleas out to the usual suspects and get that particular party started. I also need to finalize my hotel stays and get all that into works. In these final days of May I don’t mind moving a few mountains. I wrote a bunch more but my computer froze and I lost some of this so I am in reconstruction mode. And you know what that’s fine. Sometimes there is nothing like a little set-back to get the blood pumping. I have a couple of weeks to chill my snoots (as we say around here) and just keep my head down and work some proverbial doubles as I get my brain around the big project(s) I have set up for myself in the first fortnight of June. That really will be a crucial time and I have to make sure that I hit my mark. That said, if I’m not ready to go out with stuff I’m not ready. All I know is that this summer I will have planned yet another successful festival, will have drafted all our twelve horoscope books for 2020, and will have put out another book proposal (finally) and into capable hands.

So that is quite a feat given the emotional rollercoaster of the last few years. I was thinking how success is no recipe for eradicating dysfunction. I had suspected we were being lied to about certain things by someone in particular, but having no proof, it was a non-issue. And said person is wonderful and people do lie for good reasons (we’ve all been there!). It is always a non-issue anyway because that stuff is never about you it’s about them. Still people do have a way of overpromising and getting ones hope up. But one can never assume, for instance, that someone is lying without full knowledge so one banishes such thoughts from ones mind. But then you might find that those same parties, over time, might ask you to do some lying on their behalf which is never fun or good and always backfires. So you have to politely take a stand and make it clear you don’t play like that. I don’t play like that.

I do have some generalized anxiety I am working through which entails putting my head down and powering through. Right now I have several documents open. One being a To-do list which grows and I have likely switched to that document several times already during the course of this sentence to jot down what needs doing. I always come up against the same thing (wearing so many hats as I do) and it isn’t procrastination—that would be too easy a word to employ here—it’s rather this feeling of perpetually trying to catch up to myself. For instance this daily Blague. Why do I do it I have to ask myself. Originally it was meant to capture the jokes the universe plays on us and (now I’m answering my own question) then it turned into a sort of chore and then a therapy and then a repository and then an inner dialogue in print and then a staging platform for launching anything else I had to write in a given day and then a way of tapping into certain stream of consciousness, a place to vent, a confessional, a way to keep juicy and practice my writing skills, without looking back in judgment and then….I could go on and on.But I have this self-imposed rule/caveat where if I write three chunky paragraphs that can constitute enough in a given day.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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