Sue Moon’s Blog

Discourses and musings from a second Saturn return

Crabby

Spring is here at last, I’ve felt it for weeks, even through the snow and now the birds are trilling through the woods with their cacophony of mating calls and territorial threats.

And I’m crabby.

There is a hard edge in my energy these past days, could be all the eclipse energy, change of the seasons, or just plain done with doing anything I don’t want to anymore.  Restless with desire for something greater.  Can’t look outside for it anymore, even though I try.

Crabby Crone-sounds like a book or something!

In self-observation or self-realization many tidbits of my patterns floating up to be seen.

Deeper change is always the post cursor of the pre cursor of crabbiness for me.  Hmm….wonder what this new one will be, it has the feel of Wow in it.  But mostly it just feels big.  And what feels big for me anymore has nothing to do with the physical reality we call home…….and more the reality of what we call heaven.

No wonder I’m crabby.

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