I love that Wyrd brought up the triplets, especially here with Christina being a Four kinda person. Quarter note triplets in 2 versus 3 is a pretty beautiful cadence.
I Especially Love
I especially love that you brought it up, as the architect in me nodded at the 3 when I first saw this series, though it was as engaging as a prayerful breath, as I moved right along. I nodded as 3 is the 1st number associated with beauty. Once 3’s, then 2 is also beautiful as a paring or coupling, and 1 as identity.
3’s. III The Empress. XII The Hanged Man. The Hanged Man is The Emperor’s son.
There’s a potential seed for rockin’ conversation about numbers and numerology here for 1 through 9 + 0. (As a concept rather than a number). I feel 9 is the most dynamic number, as it folds over itself, the only number to do so, and it is formed of 3-squared. 3 is then a seed of 9, dosing itself with more of itself as 3-square to POOF, become 9. 9 folds over itself? What are you saying, Jordan?
Let’s Look
Look at the 9’s multiplication table: 09:18:27:36:45::54:63:72:81:90. It’s a mirror, like 10 fingers sharing a pinky to fold over together in a namaste or prayer gesture: Also, the color for 9, the Nin kanji in Ninjitsu Shadow meditation, indicative of the Tao, is White. Community of all colors in harmony, the dynamic place to go of the One Point, or Hara… and then back to yellow at 1 with Chu Kanji.
Note the wormhole as an homage reference to The World in the distance like a view from inside an obelisk looking up
Feeling his first footsteps as he comes around he unfurls his energetic vision, day and night like magical twilight puzzle pieces… feeling his first steps, stepping into their familiar surroundings differently, Uroburic Vision is activated to meet…
The Four
And, the Four? Oh yeah from what I see that fits you, Christina. Four is the first number of place, of empire, of foundation, IV Emperor in Tarot, Four Corners, Four Winds. Foreplay to pun it. XIII Death as 13 is also a 4. Are your Tarot Birth Cards Death~Emperor? Or, High Priestess~Justice?
I resonate that the expressions of the meanings of numbers go on and on like pi… 3.1415629 etc etc etc. Pi. One of the EverReady Bunnies of numbers. 22/7 (or, is there another expression of Pi? … hmmmm)
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Rather than going into my 1 through 9 as I’ve written about it almost too extensively to yet be concise, to have been concise, and somehow now I am again in the place of the repeating number ellipses NOT being able to be concise about numbers…
I’ll simply share these 4 videos as an Ode to Christina’s 4-Ness-ness. 3 videos mine + 1 Cristobal Vila… which I have to say is MO’ BETTA than mine. Not a judgment or personal slam on me from me. He simply WENT places with it that I full-on resonate with, full-on EXPRESSED it without words.
Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen (most likely ripped from Aristotle, though I haven’t located the conceptual reference. No matter. Nothing new, yet everything must be original. ~ T.S. Eliot)
Suffering isn’t always required for that if you’re allergic to boredom and challenge yourself. Sometimes, what does not kill us, doesn’t kill us because it loves us very much. And, when you powerfully witness to engage in the Empathic Silence of listening, you may forget your thoughts… the gift in hearing and experiencing another full-boat, full-bore straight out of the box of who they are. I feel one of the biggest tragedies in life is not settling in to nestle in the experience to evaporate the mirage of what or who you think someone is. One of the biggest beauties? Having a clear mind and heart so that every word and feeling between them from another ripples on the glass top lake of your infinite, inner well.
And Yes, adversity may be just like weather coming in, that has arrived. On the mountain. Above treeline. In late October of 1999. On a 14er. 14,263 feet above sea level, and Nature’ll kill ya in a single mis-step no matter your experience level. Being aware of experience, though, means we’re still alive, and that we’ve just had an another experience. And, that we can potentially be made stronger if we don’t react, and instead respond wise in time in the moment, and own it with NO mistakes, just OFLs, Opportunities For Learning… own it, and… can the reasons as they are unreasonable there. You. Are. Already. There. DO you live or die? Do you live or die trying. Do you live by dying trying to be reborn the next morning with your back propped up on the back wheel of an ambulance.
Keep it.
In total depth of darkness, first you’ll see a spark, then a crack, and from this crack will flow your unborn soul. ~ Altered States
Death is the mother of memory, nourishes the future in dreams.
looking up and out through the top of the obelisk from the inside, complete cycles, expansive, infinite, fractal-facets of all scales in one and one in all
balance, befitting, honest is-what-it-isness, Justice knows no loyalty
Yes, they water the garden to nourish value, to nurture what’s important. To build value. Though, do you continually Amend Your Inner Soil?
From your experiences, what geode gems of messages have you mined and cracked open by not wasting trouble to keep?
What was/is your takeaway message gift from them?…
That you OWN? That You Keep?
May I suggest that Your Presence Is Architecture, Presence As Architecture. Keep it. Upkeep it. Nourish its powerful limits and boundaries. Fly as high as your roots go deep. Swim as deep And infinitely as your dreams expand within. Can you resonate with…. . “Go YOU!”
Is guilt simply shame you allowed To digest? Cool. So what? That’s what ablution’s for, to get you back to you. And, shame? Can you slip that shit by side-stepping to literally slip it with wit and humor… with such things when you feel uncomfortable with something like, “:), your words not mine.” And, leave it that, not integrating another trauma to be resolved?
I don’t know about you, though that docket’s full already, and there’s no cutting in line.
If you stop to address every barking dog….(Kinda thing) ~ Winston Churchill
What did I Keep That Day?
What I heard as I came to, came back to consciousness at 5:45a after getting myself off Mt Democrat and Leg leg blown Creature From The Black Lagoon dragging it and myself back to camp at the base at just after 3am. … Hearing my name, I collapsed.
What Did I Hear?
His heart rate has been locked at 51 bpm for the last 2 hours since he’s been here. I don’t know how he did that, though I gather it was to evaporate anxiety to get ‘er done. 51 bpm and 120 over 70 under full life-threatening stress. Oh, here he comes. ‘Hey Brown Eyes. Where Ya Been?’
~ Paramedic whose name would never stick. Thank you Paramedic-Person For keeping me alive by just staying there in front of me as I began to try to make my way back. Your presence gave me a beacon.
When There’s Only Darkness
When you think there is only darkness, close your two eyes to open the 3rd. When you think there is only darkness, look again. Maybe it’s you that are the light With no need of a mirror. That’s something you can share. It’s a gift to the world.
I give you a place of your own to clearly float fully supported in your mind activating your crown chakra. Chrysalis, fully afloat in supportive clarity.
Looking up from inside the obelisk, complete cycles, expansive, infinite
Yoniverse, fresh, nurturing, carrying to full term to bring to life, Great Mother
Shadow Mastery (c) 2020 Jordan Hoggard
What Did I Say to the Paramedic?
I heard that. Yes, you are right. I breathed my Heart into Cruise Control. No anxiety or worry. I was sure I was going to die 2,000 vertical feet down the scree field. So, what did I do?I turned around, looked up that infinite sand hill… ‘Yup. I’m going to die. But, (pointing up the incline) I’m going to die going THAT way.‘ Will you epi-pen me or Shake me or something? Now, I can’t get it out of that gear. I love her response. No, I won’t. I’ll give you this cold burger they got for you just in case, and sit here in silence with you as you keep making your way back as slowly as you need. You already shocked your system. Eat. No need to stir the water. You did that up there. It’ll clear. Your heart will thaw into reg. Why do you keep throwing off the blankets? You did that in your sleep, too. I don’t understand. It’s 19 degrees, and you’re in shorts and a T-shirt. I think I cracked a smile which cracked open my lips again to warmly drip blood down my chin On the burger. Yum. My Own Life Sauce. Cold? I don’t feel cold right now. The blankets are too hot. As she blotted my bleeding, she smiled. That tells me again you’re not back yet. Well, YOU are back, just that YOU yourself are not here yet. We sat for an hour. The Silence may have been the best conversation I’ve ever had, right along with the best burger ever.
What Beauties of Golden Experiences Have You Discovered During Your Darkest Hours That Flowed Up From Within To Fill The Cracks, and rather than motion-limiting scars, to Kintsukuroi Your Self in Celebration of Your Experiences?
established, down-to-earth spirit, wisdom, new spirit, activation… on a bad day is the stubborn and unbending traditionalist
unfamiliar energies in action, awakening, incorporating energies on the move
High Priest scribing place, new energy enthusiasticly place-making genius loci
balanced courage, agility, grace with all you carry
The Hierophant
Yessssssss, the Hierophant on a bad day is often considered to be the stubborn, unbending Traditionalist. Though, I don’t feel him/her that way. Those people aren’t Hierophants. They are patriarchal and afraid and confused with an inner fabric of unresolved Trauma issues where they are consequently dyslexically obsequious sycophants, regardless of gender — binary, mixed, or otherwise. Maybe even Solipsistic Transcendentalists. Though, I’ll belay the last for another day.
I’ll play my naive card for a second to back up on my previous statement and not be so mean as the song goes. I feel everyone is good at something. Everyone. And, those people? Yes, they are good at something, too, and deserve my support for their goodness. So, I support their goodness. They are certainly good at something. They are really good at being dicks.
You See
I feel that it’s important to be genuinely comfortable and confident with one’s intensities. The natural ones. The ones developed over a lifetime. They’re attuned because they are integrated, they are ablution as they in their highest form come from total immersion over time.
In the animal kingdom, preying on the old and the weak and the young = breakfast, lunch, and/or dinner. When people do that? It’s without question weak and mean and cruel.
Have we seen that recently in the literal and weak bully pulpit of recent sex crimes exposed in the religious (uh hem… alleged Hierophantic) community?
Did you notice? I mentioned nothing about Lewis’ race? Why would I? Yes, he’s black. Dafuq a bunch o’ that. He’s simply one of THE greats in F1… EVER! ‘Nuff said. Why in the hell would that even need that adjective portion to expressing him? Have you seen him drive?! Ayrton Senna is Most likely up there in Heaven for the weather and in Hell for the company BEAMING with the likes of Mark Twain and Oscar Wilde and Carl Jung And Julia Morgan cheering Hamilton on… I gather.
I hear they’re serving red today. Carmenere and Malbec…
Maybe some Priorat, too. Quite an international crowd.
And, George Floyd? That was a modern day lynching. Un… Un-dafuqin-acceptable! Period. Something must be done. What are we going to do with all this future we have With things like this… NOW!
The Hierophant is a Song That opens you up to be inspired by how they intensely and almost instantly untangle you from your own inner briar patches. We all have them, I have them.
We certainly cannot hire that man. Not a chance.
Why Mr. Churchill?
Because he said he has no vices. Either, he’s a liar in denial, or he really is THAT boring. Either way that’s a bust. ~ Winston Churchill
quote… please kneel to the Google Oracle and search. You might find some other gems.. 🙂
The Hierophant is/are… Songs of Experience.
I Feel
I used to be an Architect, maybe I still am. I simply build differently now that I found myself. And yes, May 5th, 2008 put a cannonball through my stomach to hardscrabble scratch and claw until in 2014 when I closed my own firm after 12 years… well… kinda.
I stood up and said, Enough! The snake his skin shedded, the snake his skin not missed… like chaff, from the wheat, in the wind. I wisened. I turned. I shed. I am thankful for the moment I did. Restart? Already did. Differently. Questions are important. Ask me again on that tomorrow so to speak.
And, Here’s the Real F1 Drive of This Post
Sanctuary Questions I
I feel there are sanctuaries built in great questions, sacred places of inner reverence that are not egomaniacal, that provide the opportunity for the ablution of immersion. And, I feel that helps self-center Self where you can HEAR your own voice and resonance and personal and resonant chords WHEN they are struck. Sometimes, even wise in time IN the moment.
Sanctuary Questions II
Questions, like two of my own…
Are you strong enough and comfortable enough in your intensities to be comfortably gentle? You know, like a tiger with a tiger? Effin comfy, and MAJESTIC Presence As Architecture there.
I feel the fluid fluency of ImaginAction is more than everything, actionable imagination in ImaginAction as it takes death as the mother of memory to flow in and nourish future dreams in the Soul Garden of the perpetual present.
You see, I literally lost my creativity, and my imagination shortly followed suit 4 years ago. Both desiccated, died on the vine to slip back into some infinitely far place inside. It’s intense 3-year long trauma that did that. It’s is a common occurrence. PTSD literally scars one over like a psychic burn victim. I came to my senses one day, and left. After I exited the situation, it didn’t sit right with me at all that me, an Architect, Painter, Tarot Reader & Author, Astrologer, Poet, Writer, etc etc was no longer creative, no longer had an imagination or access to it. Problem-solving never left, though in the context of MIA creativity and imagination, that’s just permutations like Tetris, and finite
As I am want to do, I took the long way home so to speak. I discovered Brainspotting therapy, and for 3 years went bi-weekly/monthly. 18 months out from that, now, I’m certainly back, and I consider my creativity and imagination to be even stronger now, as boundaries were also developed so I could inflate to pressurize myself to look just like me.
So, it’s imagination, and ImaginAction to me that is more than everything. Imagination commands my inner and outer infinities with fluid fluency without being vague or nebulous. A bit Neptunian, yes, though not nebulous.
So, it’s imagination and ImaginAction. They are certainly my “more than everything.”
Sidebar Takeaway to Juice & Amplify That?
Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen
self, return, bright success, dancing with your Shadow
vision, genius, poetry, madness, inspiring light from unseen sources
… often Powerful Witness, rarely comfortable? Nope. Comfortable in empathy, the mode of Rock of Gibraltar mode always. It’s not about not taking it personally when someone rails, is it? If you care about them, it’s Rock of Gibraltar to the Ocean-speak receiving, especially when unsaid and hearing, ”Your words, not mine. About you, not me. And, I full-on understood you trusted enough to confess that about yourself. I’m still listening.” … of course within limits. Certainly, don’t put yourself in danger.
though, what is it YOU think and feel when receiving that?
Glad? And, nothing can be moved by the ocean, no matter how stormy, kinda thing? …
as the ocean, it needed to ebb and flow,
And sometimes more intensely than others.
And, the rock? It needed to listen.
Your job is simple, no less intense for it, though simple.
Listen. Isn’t that it?
What did I tell myself back then?
Keep it.
Though, listen…
Listen to what you didn’t say. And, then don’t… because you if you didn’t say it, you didn’t feel it. It never was. Don’t make things out of not-things. Instead…
Wisen your future experiences in the perpetual present by…
Don’t Dissolve.
Listen.
Connect.
What do you say when you’re gifted the opportunity to listen?
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Poseidon welled up through my 10th House Neptune~Mercury conjunction, dutifully commanded softly… well, as softly as Poseidon is able with the full force of Nature…
Stop crying. You’re wasting water.
You need that up here. All you have is your own now. All you have is you.
Keep it.
All you have is your own now. Keep it.
Your job is simple, no less intense for it, though simple.
Keep it.
Stop bowing. What message do you have for yourself IN this experience?
Feel it. Say it out loud. Hear it.
There’s only one way to honor it and allow it to develop in your Soul Garden and amend your soil without YOU being the fertilizer…
and wisen your future experiences in the perpetual present.
I Don’t Dissolve
I’m from the depths, and I know Hades, and I know you are now nowhere near dead. Just dead tired, beaten down with and only now you are
blood and sand and wind and cold.
If you don’t make it off this pile of rocks, your message will die on the vine. Then, no use to you. No, if you croak here and become a Bio class skeleton!…
Get up!!
Get up to KEEP IT!!
(c) 2010 Jordan Hoggard Her fully grounded out-of-body experience flying as high as her roots go deep
Yoniverse, fresh, nurturing, carrying to full term to bring to life, Great Mother
established, down-to-earth spirit, wisdom, new spirit, activation… on a bad day is the stubborn and unbending traditionalist
I Rose Up & Called Out
Death is the Mother of memory, organic fertilizer, nourishes dreams, ideas, intuitions, imagination. Death does not get me now except to amend the soil in the garden of ME, but not yet WITH me!
YES!, I AM MOST LIKELY GOING TO die today, turning back up to point at the unseen summit over several pitches, though I’m going to die going fuqin THAT way!
At the Top Again
At the top, still not yet having begun to down-climb in the dark from 14,363 feet to 10k+ to base camp. I didn’t make haste. I didn’t attempt to go straight back down to safety. I suddenly got in NO HURRY WHATSOEVER. And, I took a side trip. I ambled back up to the top. Why go down when I’m already here. Won’t be able to do this tomorrow. When in Rome!
I’m Here. Experience.
I’m here. Back to the top to sit. Not for long, though I need to rest. Can’t go to sleep. Wouldn’t wake up. Important. Don’t go to sleep. Like a concussion. Don’t go to sleep! Sit. Sit with the experience NOW.
Need to sit.
I walked back up from the pre-summit mini-plateau to the summit where I had been earlier, had penciled my name in on the log sheet in the plastic envelope now flap-smacking in the wind on the pole set in rocks almost mocking me. Then,
… Oh. You’re not mocking me. You’re waving my shoestring flag of being out on a limb. That’s ma flag.. Felt the groggy pushing. Thank you.
Well, certainly don’t pencil yourself in. Don;t allow yourself to be penciled in. Don’t do it in blood, either. Be fluid. Be direct. Oh dafuq, that’s a problem. I’m fuckin’ with myself. Big prob up here. That’s like desiccated hubris AT oneself. Not good. That tired. Too tired. Mind energy.No fighting. That’s a waste. Be. Experience. Continue.
Who was it, Brene Brown? Yes, Brene Brown expressed, Vulnerability is the birthplace of courage.
Though I may have caused a future need for Soul Retrieval that day for continually shedding whole beings of myself shedding-soul-dumping 6 times at least… l, moving slowly back up the scree field to drop weight away that day….
No. I didn’t Do that at all. Yes, I dropped whole portions of myself in positive liposuction to lighten, though, in doing I revealed myself to myself, my colors. And, 3+ years of bi-weekly/monthly Brainspotting 15 years later? I secured me back, back here WITH my imagination and creativity to come back anew. NOW! The snake my skin shedded. The snake my skin not missed for the splendor of my own colors found… the meaning is…
Experience
Across one afternoon and dusk and evening and night Where I became only blood and a sand and wind and cold… now around midnight… I found myself. I was blissful. A bit deluded and/or out of sorts I’m sure. Though, I found myself. And then? I came to. I didn’t lose all the beauty of the transcendence. Not. At. All. AND. I also found myself in seriously intense trouble. Hmmmm, so I found myself in trouble.
And,
I don’t dafuqin waste trouble, that ‘s for sure. THAT woke me up from places beyond exhaustion. Sitting there at the summit… My SOP M.O. of DON’T WASTE TROUBLE came back on line.
Feel it. Hear it inside. I feel it. I hear it deep inside like a grown building to the beast that is me. (NO ! Need with a beast. They already are). Step back and open to resonance and space to expand until it settles. Settling. Full on chaos of Nature inside, settles, deep water silently flowing, and top of lake made of glass. Top lake of glass. The top of the lake is now made of glass, so STAND UP! Now, say it.
I’m still surprised I didn’t fall asleep up there that exhausted, though. Surprised and not that I came to. Though, how could I not? I was only half way through on the long road home. Until you’re off, you’re still on. Knock me dafuq completely out, or I’m still a problem, as the saying goes. When you’re alive, you always have something to be alive for… if none other than that you are… alive.
Keep it, I heard again. Softly at first.
Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen’s words came through, and…
Keep it, I…
oh, no voice. All dried out. I don’t waste trouble!, I thought, so…
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I feel there is an almost shamanistic quality to feeling someone’s intensity in their presence, through the universe of their eyes, that wholly intense beauty of Nature’s power itself spoken in the eyes or the place, genius loci. Beauty is ablution. Presence is ablution. Youth and age and craggy-faced memories telling stories are ablution. Intensity comes around to focus, conscious or unconscious, and immersion.
There’s a purity I feel in Intensity, and honesty. An honesty like Nature’ll kill ya, and it will also support and embrace you very much when you find your own Nature within. Do we really never get there? Are we there yet? Nah, I feel we get there all the time. Any inspiration or big smile or torrential cry… those are temporary glimpses of how YOU are enlightening.
Like sunbeams coming through the trees. And, it’s not poisoned by experience. I feel enlightenment is tempered by it. Not saying I’m enlightened, though I’ve had plenty of Hanged Man Moments so to speak you are CERTAIN their might not be a way off the mountain of the experience so to speak.
Though, maybe it’s not 100% uncut identity that is intense, as that’s not intensity, that’s potency. Like cranberry juice. At 100%, uncut, it’s toxic. Legally, it has to be mixed with apple juice or other. There it is. Immersion in intensity is…:
Immersion is ablution. ~ Jordan Hoggard
Here’s a link to my Pinterest board, Presence As Architecture. Happy, sad, glad, mad, pensive, joyous, dangerous, etc etc. These people, animals, places, and things strike me with their presence as being Natural. That gets me every time. It’s like sharing a hot spring, or a forest path. The people and animals and places and thing in these pictures haven’t said a damn thing to me, with words, and they may have just told me all I need to know… Each and every one of them. People, places, and things. Animals. Call ‘em nouns. Except these nouns? I’m fairly certain these Nouns have consumed their share of verbs.
Instead of saying Enjoy!, I’ll not color it with anything other than me expressing a portion of my perspective above, and to say, Experience what you feel when you visit these Verb Eaters who I feel have… Presence As Architecture.
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What is ImaginAction?
It is a very portable divination method like an App for the Imagination. You may not even need cards. Or, cards/tools/charms/lots/runes. And, of course you can simply intensify reading using your fave tools. You may find you are able to simply scry into the artwork as you immerse yourself in the ablution sanctuaries of the questions on each of the 78 full-color Life Mapping spreads… 78 times how many? Let’s just say a lot of them… uh, maybe even several more than that.
Maat weighs heart against a feather at the afterlife (of an idea, too), scaled balance of Natural consequences, internal balance, external workability fully valuing consequent responsibilities, swift closure from Isness, Nature’ll kill ya, Nature’ll also love you very much when it’s Your Life Your Way with ImaginAction
techne, making, putting together fully, giving form to the formless, Inner Guardian, bring your life and goals and dreams to actionable life with ImaginAction
Astro: 12 degrees 16 min Taurus Sun conjunct Mercury and Uranus (Shaking things up by Naturally tellin’ it straight up = catalyzing like the ambrosia smell of an Asian Lily in bloom), 29 degrees 52 min Leo Moon Cusp Virgo, Cap ASC, Gemini DESC. And, full-on Scorpio Moira (deep depths of the internal sense of time and timing). Moira’s my favorite asteroid. She intensely and naturally wise like a Queen has a Fool level of developed intuition. Call Moira Living Time, your internal sense of time. She’s Saturn’s (Chronos/Kronos — chronological time) wife, though let’s not hold that against her, ok? Chiron is Saturn’s son, though I’m a little mixed on who his mother really is. Mythical beings work like that. Let’s just say that at higher octaves Chiron full-on has either a Southern Mom or StepMom as a rockin’ best friend… uh hem… who ALSO both play the rockin’ Mercury~Uranus conjunction described above with wonderful sense of humor right there integrated with their wit and wisdom.
ImaginAction has a packed 1st House, and As well all planets are in its Natal Chart’s Night Sky indicating naturally integrated depths present to work with. This isn’t talents to be developed into abilities. This indicated native abilities fully-formed at birth to be tracked into and with and experienced and to put into play to develop higher octaves of the Astro Sign with ALL of its components in play all the time — even if they are Silent in meditation, that is still present, still present like Presence As Architecture. Here, for Yours.
The Moon at any given time is then a wonderful tool for discernment In this Natal Chart. The Moon will also be an intense driver to hand the reins to for continually updating your clarity of vision and accurate-itize your feelings in the serendipitous ebb-n-flow of the Moon’s influence of how directions are utilized and immersed in and directed as if without thought or will, Naturally.
The Moon in ImaginAction’s Natal Chat will certainly be a second hand on the watch of this Chart, though do please nestle in. It’s not just a molecular second hand. There is a deceptive simplicity to the small here. Minor irritants make pearls with oysters. This Chart, though, will kick out irritant grains of sand and rather supplant influence that has acumen as its form-givers of pearls. It has no place In itself to transform and rationalize negativity. It is beyond not tolerating it. It simply won’t. Dance Club not on the list is a solid example of its Isness. It can Transform sand into pearls over time, though it won’t. It will will conscientiously use ‘No’ as a complete sentence in this regard. Or, maybe that’s one word to many? Yes. It is.It will lead-off with its consummate M.O. It will pearl-make with robustly resonant influences So long as its present.
This Natal Chart does not have intolerance in the least. It has higher octaves to integrate in ways such that they appear to be present without thought or will. Sure, there’s lots of work going in the background, lots of thought and will and heartfelt feeling, though this Natal Chart will chalk all that up to process… will chalk all that up to dispense with speaking about the blood and sweat and tears. THey will be more about how something comes across.
Intention is important. It’s also vastly over-rated. It is simply far more important the way an idea comes across. ~ Jordan Hoggard
ImaginAction’s Natal Chart
I included transits just to instill good habits, facilitate an understanding of zero-variables of potential to not be blind-sided when they do begin to appear and develop their relationships. Of course after a month, spare few gigs have moved so currently it’s mostly moot except for the Moon and…, though there is also often deceptive simplicity in subtlety, of being aware of the planetary gigs blipping their BEEP on your radar.
It is a very portable divination method like an App for the Imagination. You may not even need cards. Or, cards/tools/charms/lots/runes. And, of course you can intensify your ImaginAction sessions using your fave tools. You may find you are able to simply scry into the artwork as you immerse yourself in the ablution sanctuaries of the questions on each of the 78 full-color Life Mapping spreads… 78 times how many? Let’s just say a lot of them… uh, maybe even several more than that.
How Long is ImaginAction?
102 pages inside a form-giving original watercolor art cover, 78 of the pages in full-color. Immersive divination spreads, a Creation Story, and a super easy How-To. You know, Super Easy. So easy it gets a cape.
Though, instead of how long
I ask: How dense and wide and expansive is ImaginAction’s value for you after downloading and working with it?
ImaginAction,
Happy 1-Month Birthday!
Moira’s Blessings,
Jordan
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I look forward to what ImaginAction feels like from YOUR perspective.
Maat weighs heart against a feather at the afterlife (of an idea, too), scaled balance of Natural consequences, internal balance, external workability fully valuing consequent responsibilities, swift closure from Isness, Nature’ll kill ya, Nature’ll also love you very much when it’s Your Life Your Way with ImaginAction
techne, making, putting together fully, giving form to the formless, Inner Guardian, bring your life and goals and dreams to actionable life with ImaginAction
Astro: 12 degrees 16 min Taurus Sun conjunct Mercury and Uranus (Shaking things up by Naturally tellin’ it straight up = catalyzing like the ambrosia smell of an Asian Lily in bloom), 29 degrees 52 min Leo Moon Cusp Virgo, Cap ASC, Gemini DESC. And, full-on Scorpio Moira (deep depths of the internal sense of time and timing). Moira’s my favorite asteroid. She intensely and naturally wise like a Queen has a Fool level of developed intuition. Call Moira Living Time, your internal sense of time. She’s Saturn’s (Chronos/Kronos — chronological time) wife, though let’s not hold that against her, ok? Chiron is Saturn’s son, though I’m a little mixed on who his mother really is. Mythical beings work like that. Let’s just say that at higher octaves Chiron full-on has either a Southern Mom or StepMom as a rockin’ best friend… uh hem… who also both play the rockin’ Mercury~Uranus conjunction described above with wonderful sense of humor right there integrated with their wit and wisdom.
ImaginAction has a packed 1st House, and As well all planets are in its Natal Chart’s Night Sky indicating naturally integrated depths present to work with. This isn’t talents to be developed into abilities. This indicated native abilities fully-formed at birth to be tracked into and with and experienced and to put into play to develop higher octaves of the Astro Sign with ALL of its components in play all the time — even if they are Silent in meditation, that is still present, still present like Presence As Architecture. Here, for Yours.
The Moon at any given time is then a wonderful tool for discernment In this Natal Chart. The Moon will also be an intense driver to hand the reins to for continually updating your clarity of vision and accurate-itize your feelings in the serendipitous ebb-n-flow of the Moon’s influence of how directions are utilized and immersed in and directed as if without thought or will, Naturally.
The Moon in ImaginAction’s Natal Chat will certainly be a second hand on the watch of this Chart, though do please nestle in. It’s not just a molecular second hand. There is a deceptive simplicity to the small here. Minor irritants make pearls with oysters. This Chart, though, will kick out irritant grains of sand and rather supplant influence that has acumen as its form-givers of pearls. It has no place In itself to transform and rationalize negativity. It is beyond not tolerating it. It simply won’t. Dance Club not on the list is a solid example of its Isness. It can Transform sand into pearls over time, though it won’t. It will will conscientiously use ‘No’ as a complete sentence in this regard. Or, maybe that’s one word to many? Yes. It is.It will lead-off with its consummate M.O. It will pearl-make with robustly resonant influences So long as its present.
This Natal Chart does not have intolerance in the least. It has higher octaves to integrate in ways such that they appear to be present without thought or will. Sure, there’s lots of work going in the background, lots of thought and will and heartfelt feeling, though this Natal Chart will chalk all that up to process… will chalk all that up to dispense with speaking about the blood and sweat and tears. THey will be more about how something comes across.
Intention is important. It’s also vastly over-rated. It is simply far more important the way an idea comes across. ~ Jordan Hoggard
ImaginAction’s Natal Chart
I included transits just to instill good habits, facilitate an understanding of zero-variables of potential to not be blind-sided when they do begin to appear and develop their relationships. Of course after a month, spare few gigs have moved so currently it’s mostly moot except for the Moon and…, though there is also often deceptive simplicity in subtlety, of being aware of the planetary gigs blipping their BEEP on your radar.
It is a very portable divination method like an App for the Imagination. You may not even need cards. Or, cards/tools/charms/lots/runes. And, of course you can simply intensify reading using your fave tools. You may find you are able to simply scry into the artwork as you immerse yourself in the ablution sanctuaries of the questions on each of the 78 full-color Life Mapping spreads… 78 times how many? Let’s just say a lot of them… uh, maybe even several more than that.
How Long is ImaginAction?
102 pages inside a form-giving original watercolor art cover, 78 in full-color. Immersive divination spreads, a Creation Story, and a super easy How-To. You know, Super Easy. So easy it gets a cape.
Though, instead of how long
I ask: How dense and wide and expansive is ImaginAction’s value for you after downloading and working with it?
What color will your ImaginAction cape be?
ImaginAction,
Happy 1-Month Birthday!
Moira’s Blessings,
Jordan
ImaginAction Sample Spread. 1 of 78. All, visceral and verdant and vibrant.
The Body Electric Tarot Spread. (c) 2012 Jordan Hoggard
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After the meeting, after everyone had left, I stood there with the Structural Engineer, talking back and forth, de-briefing a bit. We paused. Reflected. He put his hand to settle in strongly on my shoulder with, Wow! ‘Don’t waste trouble,’ huh? I like that.I saw that today. I saw what you did there at the table wise in time. Balls, man! Before I could even think how your and my E&O insurance people were going to have a field day with this miss discovered in the meeting, and I don’t even want to think about our attorneys.
You, in the moment, immediately when it came up, Just slowly leaned forward and placed both your palms on the table, leaned in further to dead-in-the-eye the clients across the table who brought it up on behalf of their attorney, and interestedly said,
“Yes. On that note I’ve been wanting to speak with you about something. This seems the time.”
As you reached over and slid over a roll of tracing paper, picked up your crayon, that god-damn-contrary-to-popular-belief-God’s-name’s-not-dammit CRAYON, and proceeded to design out that wicked liability problem that none of us, you included, had caught until just now… and transform it into a frickin’ magazine cover level detail. DaFuq. DaFuq. I’ll tell you what DaFuq. You didn’t even flinch, Man!, just leaned in like you were smiling into the Abyss as an old friend, one foot firmly planted on the tail of the Mah, one foot planted in your left hand securing the tracing paper, one foot firmly planted in that… god-damn Crayon of yours— how do you spell that again? Ma? Mah?
That mountain and blood and sand and blown knee and 19-degrees F through the night at 14k feet in a T-shirt and shorts last month… when it was too dangerous for Search & Rescue to come for you?!!… getting yourself off that mountain that afternoon through night… That DID something to you. Well, DaFuq. I am, too. I’m going to do something to you, too, right now. I’m going to keep that. ‘Don’t waste trouble.’ Love it!Keeper!
‘Don’t waste trouble.’ Thank you. You built a whole ‘nother world in that one expression today, As you literally drew out the moment with that…god-damn Crayon and a couple of looks, redirected a tsunami before it even got to surge. Making a tsunami go elsewhere? DAYum. ‘Don’t waste trouble.’ Love it.That, that is useful. That’s a KEEPER!Buy you lunch?
Don’t Waste Trouble’
How have you used the OFL
~ Opportunity For Learning ~
of Don’t Waste Trouble to go from inception to conception to carried full term to completion right there in the moment?
Adversity doesn’t build character. It reveals it. ~ James Lane Allen
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Suffering isn’t always required for success if you’re allergic to boredom and challenge yourself. Discipline of the ritual, and Butt In The Chair is most likely required though — The BITCh Method. Butt In The Chair… or, wherever you create.
What does not kill us makes us stronger. ~ My Friend Fred
Sometimes. And ALSO, sometimes what does not kill us, doesn’t kill us because it likes us very much. When you don’t waste trouble, you don’t let your emotions dictate how you feel. You allow them to guide how you feel, though not get dissolved by them. When you don’t waste trouble… it’s not the catastrophe that’s the problem. It’s how you take it, what you make of it, your perspective on it. Perspective is key. How can you hold your mouth differently? Like an interrogative dog? How can you hold your mouth differently. It, literally, gives you a different perspective.
Adversity
Adversity is like weather coming in, that has arrived, on the mountain, above treeline, in late October, on a 14er, at 14,263 feet above sea level, on Mt Democrat, the sun dropping behind the bowl, temp from 60s to 23 to 19, and you got stuck not getting off the mountain at 2p before the storms come in, and you’re day-dressed, shorts and a T-shirt. Nature’ll kill ya, no matter your experience level. Nature’ll kill ya. That I’m writing this? I kept going. Keep going…
Pain
Being aware of experience, though, means we’re still alive, and so does pain. You don’t need to suffer, though the best thing about pain is, it let’s you know you’re still alive, and to get Home! Well, these days, that flips itself huh? Maybe you want to get OUT of home? I rather like it. Home of house. Home of place. Home of world, etc. I suggest to entertain that… the, I’ve just had an another experience, or, are having an experience. And, one can potentially make That stronger if one discerns… What’s the workability? Not responsibility. Not accountability. Workability.
Lose the reverse gear for just a moment. What’s your perspective of your experience? Don’t be anything you think you’re expected to be. Inspect your expectations. Check ‘em at the door. Heck, shake ‘em off to reveal You. If you have to, cross-check them into the blue line wall hard enough for their helmet to shatter the glass, so you can shatter your glass ceiling(s). Shake ‘em off. Oh, and sometimes all you have to do is duck, or move out of the way. It’s nothing personal, all just some action on the ice of life. Take care of yourself out there. And, don’t be afraid to smile as you slip just to the side. My joke one year was,Go ahead. Take aim. Waste of time. I’m so shot full of holes you’re gonna miss.
What geode gems of messages have you mined and cracked open by not wasting trouble, by working at your craft not to stave off boredom, but to build value for yourself? What was/is your takeaway message gift from them? Too numerous to remember? None yet? That’s fair.
Your Presence
May I suggest that you have Presence As Architecture, Presence As Architecture. Keep it. Upkeep it. Enhance it and reinforce it and strengthen it. Nourish its powerful limits and boundaries. Fly as high as your roots go deep. Swim as deep And infinitely as your dreams expand within you. If your roots go deep, have a strongly developed sense of yourself, words won’t move you. You may feel them, though sometimes, still no reason than to be still. Top Gun, I’ll hit the brakes and they’ll fly right by. Next.
Why flinch or grimace or dodge? Heck, you might have already been well placed. Don’t want to move into what was going to already pass right by. Strengthen your roots, develop and enhance your sense of identity and healthy boundaries. Then, there’s no cause or reason to fear the wind so to speak.
Why move 3” when blade only 1/4” wide? ~ Unknown. Mr. Miyagi?
I have 2 Allergies
Boredom. Starvation.
My allergy to boredom neverminds the other one Into oblivion.
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