New Moon in Scorpio
On this day I was drawn to the shore where I met a friend named Colette who randomly suggested the picture above.
After posting I googled the name Colette and discovered it means "Victorious".
Colette shot this video where I found a lucky penny covered in bird poop.
When I posted to Facebook - half way through - the video turned upside down.
It doesn't show that way on my phone or on Instagram.
There is a belief that if a bird poops on you, your car or your property, you may receive good luck and riches. For us, the Pick 3 Lottery Ticket we bought [2,2,2] paid off and may have been sign for my work here.
Sadly on this day there were those whose luck was about to change at the Borderline Bar and Grill where mostly college students had met for a fun evening. Thousand Oaks Shooting.
Once again our hearts go out to those who died in this tragic event. How many of these blogs have I written? How many people have died - wrong place - wrong time?
Once again we see another case of out of control mental illness with devastating consequences leaving behind emotional wounds that ripple across the country. So much loss - so much insanity.
Sadly this will accelerate until the end along with events in the political landscape that keep us engaged in the simulation. With the Midterm elections just about over, the games continue. Hopefully this all ends soon as many are stressed to the max.
Watch a clip here.
After receiving a video Joie texted from the concert - I couldn't help wondering how safe students are at events - or for that matter at school. These days it appears no one is safe anywhere as we continue the motions of everyday life touched by the frequencies of all sorts of violence - all the while hoping for the best.
Joie and her friends are aware of the craziness in the world, as it has become part of their culture. But they are young and have to experience growing up just as we did - pitfalls and all. Joie's dad was a DJ when he attended college continuing on weekends as a young adult. Joie's parents met at a concert in AZ over 20 years ago when they were in their 20's.
Music is part of our soul experience. For some it's a catharsis of the traumas they face - for others its pure enjoyment. It frames our moods and experiences. There is nothing like it as we are all tuned in to different frequencies. Living in NYC - music has always been part of my life. I still remember the concerts friends and I went to in the late 1950s (the Rock n' Roll years) at the Paramount Theatre in downtown Brooklyn - and of course there was always Broadway when a good seat cost $5.00.
"Vinyl in colors. Imagine that,"Grandma said as she hit the "Buy it Now" Button.