4/8/2014
Today I struggle…in fact, I have been struggling for weeks now trying to find proper footing in this (1977 Columbus Strangler) case. I have scheduled interviews and picked up additional research this past weekend, but feel there is a block before me that keeps me from moving forward. Astrologically it makes sense, as this month is full of planetary pressures, detours and odd alignments amongst the heavenly bodies, but there is something more that keeps me feeling I am being held back.
This is a matter of timing- something is not ready to be known or to be discovered. Very often the universe places me in a holding pattern just before a stream of information begins. Stuck in the 12th house, there are secrets that wait to be revealed or a sudden epiphany of sorts. I continue to do the metaphysical work required to keep up with it all and try to remain open, but there is something almost palpable that prevents information from flowing right now. Best guess is that I stand at the precipice of something lager than I may be able to take in all at once. I need to find the right door to walk through- the right key that unlocks the mysteries of the dead- the victims. They ask me not to over think things and if you know me- you know that that is not a possibility. This is my construction- my process…thus my eternal frustration! lol
I feel the need to reach out to R and see what’s happening in the cosmos. Dreams of late have been odd and revealing; parents and people from the past coming forward to revisit issues or dramas, or send messages.
Charley has been active lately as well, with numerous visitations and signs of his presence and it is comforting as I have missed his gentle guidance. In fact, frustrated by recent delays, I had asked for him to make his presence known. Charley as always, answers my requests in the most unique and playful kind of ways. Remember the previously mentioned meeting to garner research? Well, there is someone who has done a great deal of research on this case and since we live in different cities, I suggested a more central location to exchange materials. So yesterday we drove to a large shopping mall well over an hour away from my home. As I waited outside the specific restaurant, I realized we were 30 minutes early. Tired of standing in the wind and rain, I noticed a shop behind me which had a great sale going on. Since I had hinted about wanting a new purse for my impending birthday- I took great delight in searching the window display and pointing out options to my husband. Being the consummate sweetie he is, my husband took note, noted the sale sign and told me to choose which one I wanted for an early birthday gift. Somewhat soggy, I happily skipped through the door and since my contact was still 20 minutes away, I leisurely searched rack upon rack for just the right bag. Women understand this meticulous and ridiculous method of scrutiny, as a purse is a very personal possession.
A purse, like a book cover says a great deal about what you do and who you are. You’ve seen my book covers- I am neither predictable nor canned. I’m also not the kitschy, flamboyant color or trendy kind of gal who changes bags each holiday or season…nor the teacher with the cutesy little flowery fabric bags or utilitarian satchel…I’m also not the woman who carries the bare essentials of her life in a wallet sized clutch. I live large and so need the larger, saddle bag carry it all with me kind of purse and just as designed-found the perfect bag to do so. Beautifully colored saddle leather, large and classic design with toggles- it fit the bill to perfection. Joyously I took my prize to the counter. Dutifully my husband puled out his wallet and paid, as I salivated over the new currier for my life went into a large multicolored plastic bag.
Enter Charley…
It wasn’t until I got outside the store that I realized the name of the shop plastered across the bag and the top of the receipt: Charming Charlie!
How cute and wonderful at the same time that Charley was part of an early Birthday gift! Tickled that he had again found a playful way to remain constant- I smiled to myself and said a small thank you to him under my breath.
Grateful for the universal nod of eternal connections, my husband and I made our way back to the designated meeting spot and went from there. My contact arrived and over dinner delivered a plethora of information about this case and the research she has done thus far. It was an impressive docket and we discussed it over and over until I was satisfied I had it down. Back at home, I took the foundation of information needed to move forward and brought it into my office for further digestion.
I have done this enough to know that when the universe holds an unseen bar across my chest to delay…and/or a veil across my eyes to disguise or hide something, it is because there is something yet to come and I am being asked to wait and stay still till it arrives or makes itself known. Things in the cosmos are happening behind the scenes and actions now may only frustrate others or frustrate myself in the process. Everything in the tarot and astrology this month is about moving forward…that the worse is now behind us. It is a 6 month, so the universe begs us to move forward with confidence and speed after the 15th of the month. I do not know about you, but I am weary of petty drama and negative energies that swirled about and darn near swallowed folks in March. I am eager and fearful of the changes coming- but know that they are necessary to fulfill my dreams. I must listen to my intuition…
This second half of the year is meant for discovery, choosing between your ego and your higher self, standing in your truth and sticking with a decision or guided pathway. Once you have made a choice about the direction of your life- your path- once that decision is made- stand firm and do not look back. Stay true to your higher self and do not waste your energies on worries and other people’s drama, as they are ego’s umbilical cords to negativity and fear. Archangel Michael can help you cut the ties to ego and not to fear that decisions made are wrong. The universe is bringing you something unexpected- a gift- something that you could not have anticipated or recognized from the point of ego.
This is why I feel I must wait until I have a more clear directive on this case…What is divine guidance and what is clouded ego or fear? I need to ruminate about what I have learned thus far about this case, track further what I need to discern and be at peace with the pace of this process. Experience has taught I know what it is I need to do to get to where I need to be and how best for me to get there, but ambivalence blocks the way. Charley held my hand and was my guide the first time round- now he encourages that I stand on my own two feet and own the process in this case.
While I have much-I patiently wait on a particular piece of information that takes this case from the histrionic narrative of the tome, The Big Eddy Club, to the darker shadows and mysteries of Jack the Ripper…what say you Columbus? How could the two possibly be related? Hmmm…that is what the book is for. So how many tunnels are burrowed and remain hidden beneath the dirt of your streets, Columbus?
Here is a riddle…
How did Jack the Ripper move so swiftly without being seen from crime scene to crime scene throughout London’s White Chapel Station? Who owned lamps from the same? How did the Columbus Strangler disappear through the streets of Wynnton without detection, Columbus?
Oh and here’s another hint… Anybody up for the opera?
I will explain all in the days to come, but something tells me- I just found my path!
Thank you Charley.
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