This 2010 portal door feels “up” again right now. I already reblogged it years ago, so I’ll just leave a link here. The quote at the bottom of the door came through after this morning’s dream: “The sky, the sky beyond the door is blue.” ~Ryan Stiles
Oddly–or just normal synchronicity overlay–I’ve been paused while working on a chapter involving Jupiter conjunct Chiron, which is like The Astrology of NDEs equivalent of this door. Jupiter the King as the co-ruler of Pisces (King of Cups), and Chiron the centaur and great healer and teacher of medicine.
The back of the King of Cups Door features this poem by Hafiz:
Dropping Keys
The small man
Builds cages
For everyone
He
Knows
While the sage,
Who has to duck his head
When the moon is low,
Keeps dropping keys all night long
For the
Beautiful
Rowdy
Prisoners.
–Hafiz
I had already chosen to use this poem on this door, so it was quite a fun synchronicity that this door actually contained a key!
I know many people feel paused, blocked, or dramatically slowed down right now. It’s the pea soup of Neptune and Saturn in late Pisces being squared by Mars moving through late Sagittarius, followed by a powerful New Moon on December 19. Other phrases that came through in hypnagogic state:
“Hurry up and wait.”
“Embrace the suck.”
“The sky, the sky beyond the door is blue.”
The first two are military terms. The combination of these statements seems relevant to the collective right now. Despite appearances, there’s been lots of action behind the scenes. When you get nudged to act, follow that nudge. If you do what you needed to do and then hit a roadblock, that’s probably Saturn in Pisces, squared by Mars in Sagittarius. (I initially mistyped Saturn Retrograde in Pisces, but Saturn–Father Time–stationed Direct on November 27. It’s still square Mars and still slogging in Pisces.) Neptune stations Direct today in the final degree of Pisces–and Neptune’s the other co-ruler of Pisces. This crisis degree–29°–is not just the last degree of Pisces. It’s the final degree of the entire zodiac!
Endings are “up” right now, as we make our way through this sometimes bumpy, confusing, and bizarre transition into the vastly new energies of 2026. “The only way out is through.”
My advice? Look for positives and beauty, which are available for those with receptors and a willingness to embrace it all. Be gentle with yourself and others. If necessary, remove yourself from the equation–at least for a little while. So many people keep expressing concern about not moving forward right now. In most cases, it’s just not time yet. No amount of pushing or “should-ing” will change the astro weather. This might be the calm before the storm, or maybe it’s just time for a nap because soon enough you won’t be able to hit “snooze” anymore.
In any case, if you feel stuck, confused, or covered in molasses, you’re not alone! This is the most common theme I keep hearing, and I’m hearing it from some of the most tapped in people I know. It’s not you. It’s the energies. Learn to embrace uncertainty. Practice trusting in a higher order, a higher power. Another thing that came through this morning’s dream: timing and order are related. The order of events matters, but there’s also another kind of order–like following orders. It’s no accident that very concept is being debated in the collective right now, but consider how it applies to your own life.
The most important orders from on high appear to deal with the order of events–aka timing. We’re in the final phase of an incredibly long journey, not just our own lives but for humanity at large. Aristotle’s definition of a good ending seems relevant here: “surprising but inevitable.” We have influence in some areas, but probably not in terms of timing, at least not right now.
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Synchronously, before listening to this, two dreams this morning featured “Time” as a topic, including a wall of dozens of circular clocks, all synchronized, all being kept warm by a “hot plate wall” behind them. The message was one I keep getting, “high vibe and filled with life force energy,” a theme that keeps showing up in dreams about death, mud or dusty wreaths filled with seeds. This particular dream implied that we could “eat Time” and that this time banquet was being prepared and kept warm by amazing cosmic time chefs who knew exactly when and how to serve the right moments as a feast.
In the prior dream, I was in a clothing store, second story, somewhere in Idaho. The female clerk told me that in order to find what I wanted, I needed to cross the street. I went downstairs and began to cross the street, which turned into an intimidatingly wide street.
I crossed at a crosswalk, but the light went through several cycles as I made my way across the street. I was wearing high heeled, intricately carved wooden shoes, which I realized I could not continue to walk in. I took them off, and my bare feet couldn’t continue walking on this road, either. I was already in the middle of the road with cars on both sides. I dropped to my knees, kneeling, and “walking” on my knees across the street.
I worried that no one could see me so low to the ground, that I would get run over. Then I realized that none of the drivers of the cars seemed to notice the lights had changed. Time had either slowed down or stopped for them while I made my way — safely — across the street. When I arrived at the other store, traffic resumed. The store had exactly what I wanted, even though I didn’t know I was looking for it. I left wearing the new clothes.
I love your mantra at the end: “Let the tide carry me, whether it goes in or out.” I think I’ll adopt that one, too. So many Plutonian dreams this past few months! My goodness, it’s Pluto central … with Saturn thrown in trying to stop the tide. 🙂 Thank you.