Note: Although I did not write this myself, I’ve received a special request from its author, Issie, who is now in the Spirit World, and acts a s my astrological mentor and teacher ‘from there’. While I was compiling my list of new articles to add to my website, she clairaudiently came to me and requested that I include her channeled allegory to my list of articles. And of course I said:” Of course. I’d love to, Issie Thank you again for all you give to me from the Spirit World. I wouldn’t be the spiritual astrologer I am if it weren’t for you and your guidance.” And so Mote It Be.
I leaned from the low-hung crescent moon and grasping the west-pointing horn of it, looked down. Against the other horn reclined, motionless, a Shining One who looked at me, but I was unafraid.
Below me the hills and valleys were thick with humans, and the moon swung low that I might see what they did.