Okay, now this is just getting weird.
I intended to spend this week of house-sitting for friends in the bush as a time to do some spiritual reflections, and get caught up on some reviews and such. I’ve found myself side-tracked in the past ten days or so with my work with Poseidon as the divination* from
sannion expressed so eloquently. I’ve done well with this plan, in the midst of caring for twenty-some odd animals, I have found time to just relax and enjoy the sounds of nature, and the gorgeous sights, sounds and smells of the bush.
Now something odd has happened- got a phone call this morning from B. (the friend I am house-sitting for) asking if all was well and if I’d felt the earthquake! Yes, earthquake. Apparently that odd noise I heard was the earthquake- something had rattled the roof and the aviaries hard and spent a while trying to figure out what happened. Didn’t think tremor though, but I should have- I just assumed some big birds were on the roof and had flown over to one of the aviary roofs. Kookaburras do stuff like that, so do Australian ravens, magpies, tawnys, etc.
Okay, now I realize the irony of my seismology addiction in unconsciously moving to the one spot in Australia that is seismically active, especially when my natal chart reveals that a potential cause of my death could be by earthquake. But this is just getting silly. Is Poseidon earth-shaker trying to get my attention? I think so.
I did celebrate Poseidea as best I could on the 29th, but I had a migraine. Still, I went to my favourite fish & chip shop and got a nice fishy feast which I shared with Poseidon, and I enjoyed a lovely and brutal thunderstorm that I feel quite sure he whipped up for my benefit. (He makes storms to swamp the sailors he gets angry with, and pestered Odysseus with many a gale. I wonder about the shared connections with him & Zeus and storms, and if Hades- the other brother- has a connection there too? Odd tangent, but that occurs.)
The next day a large 10 tonne whale came upriver not far from my home, then swam back out and got beached. They rescued it, but two days later her beached again and died- the poor thing. That should have been an indicator to me that we were about to have a quake- that seems to happen right before sh quakes- both here, in New Zealand and in the Antarctic.
But after Poseidea I felt side-tracked due to having so many animals in care, but Poseidon is patient and works away at me slowly, like waves eroding a beach, or turning a boulder into a grain of sand. He’s at me again, I feel him near. How else will he manifest? I am listening.
On another note- I suck at communicating right now. My ‘net time is limited, and I owe comments and emails and need to do W_T_R stuff. Gah! I really wish there was more time in the day- and that internet was more widely available in the bush!
* Must rememeber to link it to this post!