The Wheel has started to gather momentum. On a minor level, I am house-sitting for 3 different homes for the next 3 weeks. On a major level, I have finally had to announce my travel plans to everyone, including work and friends. Come May I shall be heading to Romania for 3 months to spend time with my grandmother. She is not doing too well, and there’s only so much one can postpone such things. I shall be writing about her in another post – for now I’ll just say she’s one quirky Aquarian, and sees things that others don’t – and I don’t even mean ghosts or spirits, though that wouldn’t surprise me. She just has a sharp eye and prophetic dreams now and then, and I think she moved away from the city to a mountain town because deep inside she’s always known she was a bit different (and, in her words, couldn’t live “like a rat in a box” referring to the apartment blocks that were sprouting everywhere thanks to an insane president a few decades ago). I was, I am, and for as long as she lives, will be, her love, her only grand-daughter whom she stuffed with yummy food and dressed in matching hand knitted clothes as a child (I’m talking pink with black polka dots pants, sweater, scarf, hat, and gloves. The works – all of it her work).
The Wheel doesn’t stop there though! Oh no, no, no. No. I’m returning to Auckland for a few days and then I’m off to join my partner in Melbourne (*excited hand clapping*) around mid August – permanently. The energy is picking up and things are starting to manifest that make me both nervous and excited. A whole new city to explore, new bookshops, new cafes and nooks and crannies and I have absolutely no idea what I will do – or rather, don’t yet have the courage to explore all my options perhaps. Because, really, I could go and work in the environmental/sustainability field in the more professional or corporate arena – I have the work experience and the qualifications to make a good go of it. It is interesting work, it is honourable, it’s future oriented, it is well paid and it’s visionary.
And I could also equally dedicate myself to tarot reading and take it to a whole new level. And I would really, really love that. Not as a part-time “I’ll do it now and then when I have time after a full-time job” thing, but really get some good experience in the public arena. That kinda terrifies me, really. Specifically, having trust that I can do that, that it is possible – and the crazy thing is, deep inside I know it is. I know that if you hold your wishes close to your heart and speak them before the trees and the birds and the skies and the oceans, I know things happen. Remember I got The High Priestess for what my Soul wants not long ago – and I’m always reminded of that. Sure, one can evoke her in any area of work, but I know that my interests in tarot and astrology are not superficial and at some point I’d want to make it into a vocation.
So this is where I am at. For now I’m trying to juggle house-sitting with spending time with my partner before he leaves at the end of the month, finishing up my work, studying astrology (which I am enjoying very much), doing some tarot work both paid and unpaid, and also starting to sort out my stuff. And I’ll be spending a fair amount of time walking the Waitakere forest ranges and going for cleansing walks along west coast beaches to try and give myself direction for the upcoming move to Melbourne.