Usually I look at the astrological charts when my life feels flat, but not these past few months… well, this past year, really. It’s as if I’ve been bound up in a chrysalis, opening myself up to the universe to transform me and tell me what’s in store.
Then suddenly it’s as though I get lifted up and blasted through the barriers like a flaming meteorite, and what follows is a meteor shower of serendipitous, momentous breakthroughs. The phone starts ringing with offers, and all the brain-swelling obstacles I’ve been painstakingly bullying my way through since March settle down… all at once, culminating in a day like today. Pure gold. Pure, unadulterated happiness.
Mental Breakthroughs
These breakthroughs inevitably involve a drive over Independence Pass while listening to audiobooks like The War of Art and Atomic Habits, which help me understand my blockages and habits and learn more about what I’m resisting.
Take my last trip. It was dusk, and I was near the end of Gabby Bernstein’s The Universe Has Your Back. In the scene I was listening to, she and a male friend go into the woods after a few drinks, blaring elk calls from a speaker, when an angry, territorial elk comes stomping out of the bush toward them, steam snorting from his nostrils, ready to fight. And I kid you not, just as that scene ended, an enormous lone buck slowly lumbered across the winding road directly in front of my car.
A friend’s Instagram post explained that this Mercury retrograde and eclipse season lures us into our inner terrain. I’m beginning to understand that this has all been a life-changing growth test, an opportunity to learn compassion for myself and others. The serendipitous moments confirm that you must believe and not give up hope, because the magic is most definitely real.
