the odd🥰

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We’re on the cusp of this powerful New Moon… emerging here (east coast Oz time) 10.07pm tomorrow night.

Dark of Moon (just before New Moon cycle births) are always the strongest. From my experience.

It’s a hard hitter, this New Moon sitting with Mars… lots of big boy planets infusing their energy. Then you don’t need astrology to inform you of the current vibe.

I’m amazed… truly curious, how people seem able to get on with business as usual. Like nothing’s changed.

I think some of us are just born odd… our brain’s work on a different wave length.

I tried to be normal… oh how I tried. Squeezed myself into the most acceptable of shapes. I succeeded… to a point; except I was miserable inside.

Not being one to give up the hunt… I’d will things to arrive; answers I sort… experiences I hungered for.

That ‘knock and the door will be opened’ certainly carries some truth.

Life as usual… how do people do it? To me it feels like lifetimes have passed. Everything’s completely changed. So many things seem so yesterday. And today no where to be seen .

So much is old hat. A lot just feels stale. Old ways repeated until they hold no living vibration. Dead and dulled… the sound alien to my ears.

Yeah some of us are just born that way. Looking at life through a different lens. We look the same… get a little closer and you’ll see the puzzled look and the wrinkled brow. Sometimes a winded gasp… and gasping belly sigh.

Some of us are just born that way.

They use to tell me how smart I was… made my parents promise they’d make sure I went the distance… set up in the system. I pulled the plug. None of it made sense to me. Very often put me to sleep… creating fertile ground for the rebel to rise.

Heaps of questions… seems no one could answer.

Searching, searching for something that made sense.

Something that carried some sign of life.

Not droning on… dead pages, repeated scripts. Yeah some of us are just born that way.

Now today, the drums roll… it’s arrived. I’m just tired. The onslaught of the stuff… god my nervous system’s about to give up the ghost. How much can a poor girl tolerate!

Do I have all the answers… of course I don’t.

From where I stand so much doesn’t make sense. Doesn’t feel right. The vibration is off. Doesn’t resonate inside me. It’s a one way street. And traffic’s getting horribly bogged.

Then I read something Telsa said… a deep belly sigh, a gasp of air. God… he would’ve understood, I’d murmur… wish he were here. He’d understand.

Some of us are just born that way. We’re odd. We toddle along… finding spaces to be. It gets lonely being weird.

Some of us are just born that way.

This New Moon birthing is vibrating with strength. Our world’s spinning… so much in movement. Crisis points… as life goes on as normal. A1’s are already here.

Old stuff keeps repeating… it’s getting pretty boring.

It’s not just what we think… but what we feel.

Some of us are just born that way.

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By marilyn

I love to write . . . I love to appreciate all the beauty in life. I find comfort and healing in dear Mother Nature's bounty, creative projects fill my home ~ everywhere. I've done many things and more await me ~ life is a journey, a creative adventure. I often say thank you for all that's been given.

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