The Grand Sextile, also known as the Lionsgate is a big conversation right now. The Moon and planets and whatnot aligning for a 12 hour or so window in such a way where it creates the six-pointed star also known as the Star of David. There are lots and lots of blogs about positive energy and transition, manifestation and realization of goals, and the just all around good vibrations aspect like it is sort of a nice, fluffy astrological Disney trip. Yay (note sarcasm).
There is another side of this for those who are sensitive to big energy shifts, especially when those energy shifts involve “gates” or portals or anything shiny like that. This side is not nice or wonderful or positively warm and fuzzy at all.
For those of us who are way sensitive to these things, there is the manic building of energy where you feel like you cannot ground enough, like your soul is set to vibrating more violently than a cheap motel bed. Violent mood swings, manic shifts, strange swings in your thought processes that make you question just everything in your universe. And then there is the gate itself.
For those who are sensitive to spirits, angels and just any sort of ethereal being, this is not fun. This is like someone yelled “house party!! Free booze” in the middle of a full college stadium. Pandemonium of an epic sort of thing. And for those of us who have been busy and have been neglectful of keeping control of the energy of their space and maintaining the proper shields and whatnot (sheepishly raises irresponsible hand), it becomes like a sort of a cross between Rockfest and a bad acid trip.
I am not writing this in criticism of anyone who is enjoying the shininess of the whole event. And it is a cool, once in a lifetime sort of an event, the alignment of astrological bodies into the symbol that represents Spirit, and the Sacred Union of the Masculine and Feminine Divine energies. For the person who has been paying attention to this coming and have made all the right plans, and has the proper skill and mind set, there could be some very cool things done during this window, epic world changing pieces of magic that legends are made of.
I am writing so that the other people who feel like freaks because they are not enjoying this festive event don’t feel quite so alone. You aren’t. I am sitting here even as I write this just going out of my skull. Grounding, grounding, grounding and grounding, and not getting much relief. I am refraining from making huge, life altering decisions or operating heavy machinery. It would probably be an awesome time to sketch or paint, except that I can’t keep my hand steady enough at the moment to hold a pencil or a brush (typing is challenging enough). But, I am holding, somehow, by just sheer will, and writing this so that somewhere in the cosmos of the world wide web, it reaches someone who now feels a little less like the lone lunatic. You are not. I am here, my friend, bouncing off the walls right there with you. Hang in there.