I have these Angel cards that were given to me over 20 years ago by this woman, Suzanne. We waited tables together down in the Soho NY area when there was still a vibrant artist flair there. I had done Suzanne’s astrological chart and I didn’t accept any money so she bought me these Angel cards. I keep them in a beautiful brass & crystal ashtray. It was one of the items I kept after breaking up with my first partner, Sherril. Her mom collected brass and I always loved this piece. Although we were both smokers at the time, we never used it as an ashtray. No one did. She said I could keep it, and now that she is gone for almost 4 years (she died of ovarian cancer in 2014) it has taken on a different sentimental value. We had remained the best of friends. Getting back to my Angel cards, I am not going to pretend that I am an expert on them because I am not. The only thing I think I know is that you are not supposed to buy them for yourself. Over the years, sometimes weekly, sometimes monthly, I choose a card and pray/chant on it. It makes me feel good. So I decided to write about my chosen card. I am not sure why I haven’t thought of this before, but then again I believe things happen for a reason. There is a cause and effect to life. For anyone who snubs this or wants something more than the words on this blog. Forget it! You will not get it. Sorry! My blog, my words. As I always mention, I do not pretend to be an expert on anything. It is my opinion based on my experience. So my word for the week is “Understanding”. I promised myself I would not throw any word back in the pile and re-choose a different card if I did not like the one I chose. I sometimes do that. But that is the past and this is the present. I like my word. I think we live in a time where people are less understanding. I do not think people even want to try and understand. They are so quick to judge. If something is uncomfortable they want instant solutions. Watch others when you are in a conversation with them trying to make them understand a situation or anything for that matter. If you are really present and you pay close attention, you can see that they are so up in their head preparing a retort that they end up missing out on most of what is being said. Maybe you even do this. It’s terrible to be like that. Understanding is the key to life. It’s layered and woven in the very fabric of our souls. We all want to be understood. Songs have been written for decades about being misunderstood. But how can we understand if no one is willing to listen? Not all of us are lyricist, writers etc. A lot of us end up having to pay someone to listen to us so we can feel better knowing someone is helping us understand what we need understood. I certainly am not against therapy. I myself have been a therapist. But wouldn’t it really be nice if we can put our shit aside and really pay attention to our surroundings and those in it and make the efforts to understand without judgement? Why are we as a people losing compassion. Understanding and compassion go hand-in-hand. Okay!!! I am going to go there, how can you “make america great again” if you lack compassion? I do not see it. It’s impossible. You may think this post is very simplistic but it’s not and I welcome anyone to try to give me a simplistic answer. You can’t because this shit is complicated. If we do not do something about it starting with ourselves we will lose one of the greatest gifts of life: our humanity. The Moon is in the NE 1st Quadrant in Aquarius , it is a really good time for humanitarian pursuits. Hmm now isn’t that fitting. Enjoy ☮️
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