Scientist Priest

So.

Feeling a slight, tiny, wee bit like the Collective has been swimming through rough spiritual seas in a torrential shift storm, and we're just coming up for air.
Right?
Right. 

Good times had by all.

As we come up for air, in this moment, things are likely to seem a touch out of place. Like that which we were attached to before all the tumult started have been washed away by the high tides.
Where is the landscape we felt familiar with?
Gone. 
Where's our sense of sure footing?
Who knows...

Well, ok. Here’s a guess. 
It's got something to do with integrity. Authenticity. Embodying the Soul’s Truth.
Standing tall in your worth, even if you stand alone. 

We never actually stand alone. That said, right now, we get to embrace our ability to so.

At this moment, sweet Venus retrograde is sitting at 0 degrees Aries. Sitting on the edge of a new (r)evolution. 
She is conjunct Wounded Healer Chiron in Pisces, who is also square Saturn in Sagittarius. Saturn, Timekeeper and fallen Father of the Gods, is in the shadow of retrograde, and opposed the Moon, in Gemini. Our beloved celestial satellite is sextile Mercury, who is in the shadow of retrograde as well, at 1 degree of Taurus. Celestial Messanger Mercury is in turn, conjunct First Sky Father, Uranus, who is in opposition with Jupiter, retrograde in Libra. Jupiter, powerful Patriarch of the Gods, is bringing it all home, as he opposes our Sun Star, back in Aries. 

As aforementioned, good times.

These days and nights have been chalk-full of shadow. Of old, obsolete stories rising up to be healed. Of new beginnings, at times disguised as painful endings. Of unexpected fears, sorrows and accidents... and even more unexpected strokes of great good luck.

We are all being call up. Or perhaps, "called out" is a better choice of words. 

No more hiding. 
Not behind the masks of piety, protocol, or propriety, and certainly not behind procrastination. 

Raw truth, way out on a limb.
Step the fuck up, or step the fuck off.

It is time to own our true stories. To embody them.
To shout them from mountain tops.
...and then release them.
Let them go.

It is the stories we tell to no one save ourselves which define us more so than all the rest. Sure, the stories which we repeat (and repeat and repeat) to others shape our reality. That said, it is the stories which we feel unable to speak to anyone which bind to the backbone of our identity like a vise.
From the midst of our most profound shadows, these stories constrict us, hold us back.

It is time to bring these entrenched stories into the light.

Here’s mine.

I am deeply spiritual. I am also deeply scientific. 
As a child, before I walked the path of being imprinted with a paradigm of shame regarding both, I dreamt of becoming either a monk or a marine biologist.
I slept alone under the stars, mapping their paths, committing their patterns to memory, imagining what the furthest reaches of deep space might feel like.
Talking to comets, and singing to God.

The quest for deeper understanding of the natural world through the lenses of metaphysical, and academic study has All Ways ignited this Sacred Heart in ways which nothing else could. 

As I grew, I learned to downplay my passion for knowledge. I learned that most other humans with whom I interacted were neither interested in nor entertained by my thirst for meaning and wisdom. I learned that none of the persons known to me cared for, or shared my fervent drive to plumb the secrets of the YoUniverse. 

I grew, over time, to keep my passions hidden. From my family, friends, lovers, and the world. I learned to embrace the stories told to me which depicted my scholarly pursuits in the realms of the seen and the unseen as unreasonable, unrealistic, naive, and boring. 

I studied physics in secret. Decoded ancient texts by candle light on sleepless nights. Meditated on the convergence of science and spirituality in the silence of solitude, sharing my musings with no one.

Today, I am completing an ages-old process of unraveling many lifetimes of hiding. Of secrecy. 

Here I stand.
I am mother and mystic. I am scientist and priest.
Keeper and scholar of ancient, unified wisdom. 
I long to probe ever more deeply into the mysteries held within this majestic Cosmic Continuum, and to share my findings with the Collective.
I will no longer dim my light in hopes of being more palatable.

These are Truths of this Sacred Soul.
This is a story which has defined me. One which was forever kept in darkness. 
Now, I tell it to the world.
...and now, it is released.

The Galactic bells are tolling, Cherished Kin.
This is the hour of the Great Remembering.
This is the occasion to truly step into your Soul's Truth, or -to be a tad redundant- step the fuck off.

The moment is ripe for (r)evolution.
All that which has ever been, all that which will ever be, blossoms out from this pivotal point.
It is time.

Stand tall, Beloveds.
Breathe deeply.
Fill your magnificent lungs with luscious air.
Plant your feet with certainty.
Open your heart in vulnerability.
Hold your crown high with righteous fortitude.
BeCome the ecstatic, luminous beacon of beauty you were born to BE.

Allow the excruciatingly gorgeous bliss of this incredible existence to wash over you in wave after lavish wave of exquisite glory.

Here we stand.
Here we rise.
Side by side, in stride. 

I see you. 
I feel you. 
I believe in you. 
I Love You. 

We Are Love, Limitless. 
Always, and in All Ways. 
❤ 
© EJB 2017