Sleep No More

Venus and Mercury were about to go Direct

Friday the 13th 

and she was just finishing up with the final two ex's

resurfacing from the grave. 

Earlier in the week, her previous Plutonic 

partner had come around again with his secret messaging.

He wrote, 

"Still curious about me?"

She replied with truth. 

"No, I accepted you as is."

Boom!

Sparks flew!

The bomb had been ignited!

He tries to regain honor and asks, 

"Who I am?"

She doesn't reply, simply because she wasn't going to 

give him the answer he's been searching for 

all his life. 

Then he writes again when she doesn't respond. 

He says, 

"I own this house, 

You should come and visit me,

 you would be safe from

World War 3."

Now... 

She read it... 

But as she read it, she felt her chest tighten. 

"I own this house."

What was he trying to do?

Make her feel less than worthy and lure her in

 because she didn't have a house like him?

Well she didn't feel that because she was with 

holy spirit and together she felt more save than 

she ever felt with him or anyone else. 

Then...

"Come visit me."

 What?! 

A woman chasing a man?

Since when?

 What hole was he trying to drag her into?

If there was any WWIII it was the one she would be 

running into with him in Peru!

Thanks for playing, it's been fun, she thought.

The next ex to pop back up was never really an ex per se,

he was a guy she met at the old school of life.

He kept trying to hook up with her, 

but he never could hear her 'NO!'

Every time he would see her, it was always

the same thing. 

Over and Over. 

Just like the other day. 

She got to the Mall Bus Stop and was about to transfer 

buses when there he was... 

He looked right at her. 

She took a double take cause she almost didn't 

recognize him. 

He looked dirty. 

and 

As he walked over to her, he was stumbling.

Was he drunk?

High?

Or both?

He asked to sit down on the bench beside her. 

She said sure. 

He sat. 

She smiled. 

He was a cute mess.

Then her bus showed up and she jumped up and 

ran to her bus. 

 She walked all the way to the back of the bus

 and sat down. 

He came aboard after her and

 sat in the chair across from her. 

Midway into the bus ride, he handed her his phone. 

It read; 

"I was surprised to run into you today!"

She looked up at him, smiled, and wrote back, 

"It's a small world, I guess."

He wrote back asking her if she wanted to drink.

She shook her head yes, but then wrote to him her request.

And that's where the hesitation took a seat and 

decided to keep them apart. 

He showed her a bottle of Vodka that he was already 

a quarter of the way in to, but she shook her head no. 

She told him she wanted beer, not liquor. 

He didn't have money. 

She was disappointed, but took her exit. 

She wasn't going to change this time. 

Not for anyone. 

The ex's were now all put to rest 

and she was ready for the real thing.

Or at least the starter pack ;)

Lie, Cheat, & Steal Twins

As long as he was talking about his troubles

with other females, 

she was rather fond of their pretty messed up 

conversations. 

She basically just played along as the buddy buddy 

who hyped him up no matter what he was saying.

However, 

all that changed when they found themselves 

together...

alone...

with only the night time darkness between them.

They walked off to the patch of trees between the brightly lit 

streets. 

There, he asked her a thought provoking question and

sat down on a green electric box. 

As she sat down next to him, 

explaining the answer to his question, 

he cut her off with a quick abrupt kiss on the lips.

She was expecting a spark to kick in, 

but it never did.

Something wasn't right...

So She immediately said, 

"My bus"!

And they both jumped up and ran out to the 

light filled streets where there they saw exactly that,

her bus. 

She tells him, bye, but he says no, I'm coming with you.

She feels the fear rise in her chest. 

No!

You can't!

she exclaimed through serious fear.

And from there, the whole night began to twist up

way more then the cords to a pair of headphones.

 She felt as though she had walked into the 

Twilight Zone!

The whole night she heard herself telling him 

No,

 repeatedly, 

as if that was the only word she knew. 

But it was also the one word he didn't seem to hear. 

He wasn't understanding it. 

It was a foreign word to him. 

The zero spark from the kiss was now beginning 

to make sense. 

There was something about him that really 

disagreed with her.

She knew all too well because every time he leaned in

to kiss her, 

she felt a lump of gas come up in her chest. 

She burped. 

Utter Humiliation!

Complete embarrassment!

But also a warning sign to her from her Venus. 

She wasn't in Kansas anymore...

She had fallen down the rabbit hole once again!

At the mall bus stop,

she tried once more to send him back to whence

 he came, but he was stuck to her like sticky tape.

She was able to escape him for one second

when she went to ask a bus driver a question,

and then was approached by a female who 

seemed quite disturbed. 

The woman angrily asked her, 

"Is he your boyfriend"?

She quickly retaliated, "Hell No! Why?"

"Because he just tried to hit on me and I have a boyfriend."

said the woman in disgust.

She took the moment to apologize to the woman 

but to also explain that this creep already had 

another woman and was trying to hit up on 

her too. 

Once again, the No Spark question became 

loud and clear!

When the bus arrived, she told him "go home",

and then turned and got on her bus. 

As she sat down, a few passengers were giving her a 

look of concern. 

She read their eyes, 

"Need Help?"

Even though she knew she did, she just smiled at them

and said Hi. 

They took that as a No and respected her. 

Then all of a sudden, he was on the bus, 

heading over to her.

He took a seat right next to her and she immediately

told him, "you're not coming with me". 

Like a broken record. 

She heard herself over and over... 

No No Not Not Go Home Go Home.

Stupid record. 

How did she even manage to pick it up? 

There must have been a shadow attractor in her. 

But which one? 

To Be continued... 

One Last Hit....

After the full moon in Taurus, 

Very much had come up for her in all aspects of

her world. 

From;

 Dreams,

to realities

to illusions 

and 

to shadows,

She was swimming in what felt like the deepest darkest 

murkiest waters of the abyss. 

It was time to stop. 

She was ready to stop swimming against the rip current

and call in Holy Spirit for guidance. 

What was she to do?

Nothings was as it seemed. 

She'd been wearing rose colored glasses since day one. 

But now, since Venus was retrograde in Scorpio 

and Mercury joined alongside with her... 

Nothing was pink and sparkly anymore.

Everything was proving to be the worst of the worst.

Her back hurt, 

her stomach wasn't healing one bit.

In fact she was beginning to run low on energy in every

which way.

Was her Plutonic Ex right all along?

Was she going to die of an incurable disease?

Was she ready?

She sure felt like it. 

She was Tired.

She was Numb.

She was in utter Despair.

There was nothing else she could do. 

And 

even if there was, 

she had no energy or motivation, let alone will, 

to even continue. 

There was no amount of beer that she could drink anymore

to forget and erase how she was feeling. 

The shadows have won. 

She couldn't go on anymore. 

So she wasn't going to.

She was just going to stop. 

 

Smoldering Out....

 It was a late Friday afternoon, when she decided to 

hop aboard the bus and head into trouble. 

When she got to the mall, 

there he was...

Once again, she didn't recognize him until he

removed his hoodie. 

Her eyes widened, and her heart began to beat a little 

bit faster. 

She walked up to him with a huge smile on her face

and gave him a fist bump, then stepped closer 

and gave him the biggest hug. 

He was wearing shades and when she stepped back 

to reassess what was going down, 

she realized he was high as a kite. 

Something he took made him slower then ever... 

She could see it from the way his mouth was getting

white.. 

Cotton Mouth they called it. 

She felt her heart crash splatter on the floor in a pool 

of disgust. 

Ugh... 

Mr. Mini Beers was heading right back to whence

he came. 

The disappointment didn't take over her though until

he kept interrupting their conversation

with every woman that walked by. 

He kept checking out each woman as if he was starved

for muff. 

Unbelievable!

Then, one of his friends showed up and he completely

 ignored her and began chatting with his friend. 

That was her cue. 

Disrespect me once, shame on you. 

Disrespect me twice, shame on me... 

There was not going to be a third time,

 she was going to make sure of that. 

On the next bus to her old hangout, 

she happened upon a stink bug. 

Armor in place?

Ready to blow some stink on the next predator?

But the stink bug actually came to remind her 

not to bottle up her hurt and disappointment. 

So she began talking to Holy Spirit about what had just 

occurred. 

Holy Spirit was sympathetic, but also brought up 

something she had almost completely overlooked. 

Mr. Mini Beers was trauma bound by rejection. 

Not feeling worthy enough. 

And with her always telling him,

 "no not yet", 

This was his way of getting back the power which he 

believes to have lost with her. 

But that was actually not the case. 

But a trauma bonded person would of course see 

it as such. 

So Holy Spirit told her, 

"Don't write him off just yet,

he will be back. 

Only,

make sure you recognize

 that this is his game." 

He is trying to break your spirit in order to be above you

and then become your rescue. 

But that's not a true flow. 

She would have to make sure to not put herself into 

the masculine energy role, which is exactly what he 

needed in order to 'one up' on her. 

The Game was on. 

But in order for her to win this one, 

she would have to stay in her feminine energy. 

Which of course was her own trauma issue...

Could it be done and won?

To be continued...