Scorpio (October 23-November 21)

In ancient Egypt, wealthy people adorned their pet crocodiles with gold bracelets, amulets, and other jewelry. Let’s use that as a metaphor for you in the coming week. What is the most beastly and dangerous part of your psyche, and how might you beautify it? What steps could you take to civilize or ennoble your reptilian brain? Are there any ways you could make the crocodilian aspect of yourself look less scary and more inviting?

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Oh, my dear Mr. Brehzny, you are behind….again. I say this, because yesterday I started dancing while fighting, the Scorpion has learned to take her art to the Castle Ball. I jumped, spun, pirouette(d) around my training partner and led her into every step that she was supposed to make. I made a Capioera master smile….before he choked me out. It was beautiful.

Scorpio (October 23-November 21)

About nine million people see this column regularly. On average, nine of them experience a one-in-a-million coincidence each week. In the next seven days, however, I believe as many as 90,000 of my readers will have that kind of mind-blowing synchronicity, and most of them will be Scorpios. That’s because your tribe is in a phase when happy accidents and miraculous flukes are practically unavoidable. Even if you don’t brush up against a one-in-a-million stroke of lucky fate, I bet you’ll be touched by a one-in-a-thousand event.

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Coolness. Now to just catch up. 😀

In other news, I rode 34 Km today…least, according to my odometer on my bike. I don’t think it’s calibrated correctly, though.

Adventures in the life of me…

So, I checked my voicemail from yesterday, finally. And had a call from the Redneck, explaining that he was the strange person in the car next to me on the highway, on my way home from the theater this morning. My dear, you are not the first person to try to get my attention while driving. In fact, I make a point of avoiding all contact for people who ride up next to me and hang out in my direct line of peripheral vision. My chiro has done it, my teammates have done it, and I’m sure others will try. My suggestion to you all, get in front of me, or just ahead of me and wave out the window.

My reason for avoiding eye contact

Scorpio (October 23-November 21)

I’m not a big fan of Disneyland, but that doesn’t mean I can’t borrow its ideas for your use. The fact is, Scorpio, the coming weeks will be an excellent time for you to identify your own personal versions of frontierland, adventureland, or tomorrowland. I’m not talking about experiences and places that resemble glitzy theme-parks, but rather the wild and thrilling things that gently shock your mind into expanding. You’re in a phase of your cycle when you’ll tend to generate good luck and helpful synchronicity by pushing your imagination beyond its usual fantasies.

So this is what I’ve been feeling. It’s kind of odd, as I’ve been feeling a great deal of “release”, of late. I have lots of positive coming my way, including the addition of job hours, at the medical-based clinic connected to my team. The boys are finally at a point where we can start hanging out more and things are calming down on all fronts. With the copious amounts of non-distraction time I now have, I can sit down and come up with ideas for the above. 🙂

For those of you who read my Scotsman’s journal, you know that yesterday, a law allowing those with a GFL/CCW can now carry in restaurants and on MARTA went into effect (his post with linkage and background info on the law. While I know there are some on this list who are deadset against guns, and more than likely it means friendships will be set aside as a result (though, for the few who I know don’t like them in their house, I retain that respect for your personal/sacred space), I’ll be getting my sidearm here shortly.

Why? Well, as much as I am a completely badass ass kicker, my training – as well as several of my training partners – has also allowed me the reality, that even with that, I can still get my ass handed to me by anyone determined to harm my life, or take something from me. The current social patterns have shown, that giving a criminal what they want, does not always mean they will stop there…especially if they have a weapon of any sort pulled on you.

I mention some of my training partners, because one is a big woman, and not just in weight – also in height and general size. She’s not, what could be called a sissy girl, but having seen her thrown around, I know that it wouldn’t matter my size. Strength, regardless, will ALWAYS be my weakness, and even moreso when I am injured. I’m sorry, but modern feminism aside, there is always going to be a physiological difference between men and women. And when it comes to a physical test of strength, particularly with a size disparity, a woman will lose. Sure, add our brain smarts in, and our dirty little tricks that we’re perfectly capable of throwing out there, and we’ve got a fighting chance. But I would much rather have an additional tool my toolbox, then have to hope to the high heavens that I won’t have something dislocated, broken, be knocked out or killed during the course of preventing a crime against me, or the attempt at taking my life.

In my opinion, when someone pulls a weapon on me, they are telling me that my life is worth less than what they want from me. At that point, they place their own worth as less than I place my own worth. And if that means I have to kill them to survive, so be it. Does this mean I advocate everyone carry? No. If you’re not willing to use the weapon you carry, you increase the chance that it will be used against you. But I can tell you right now, if I see anything happening to you, I will do my best to make sure that you are alive when all is said and done.

the story that convinced me

Scorpio (October 23-November 21)

Welcome to Part Two of your outlook for the second half of 2008. We’re checking up on how you’re progressing with the challenges you were given near the end of last year. I hope by now you’ve realized that you have unprecedented opportunities to forge combinations that have never before been possible. Opposites you’d always assumed would never attract should now be headed toward unification. Elements of your life you’ve long feared were irreconcilable have been showing signs of finding common ground, and may even be primed to achieve a delicious synergy. Keep refining your primal urge to merge, Scorpio!

FreeWill Astrology

It helps to have the space to focus.  Quite lovely, actually.  Now to get working on the rest of it.

This is how much I’ve been slacking…

Scorpio (October 23-November 21) 

How well are you capitalizing on this year’s unique opportunities, Scorpio? Now that we’re halfway through 2008, let’s take an inventory. One of the most important things you’re doing, I hope, is increasing your effectiveness as a communicator. What do I mean by that? While it’s true that you Scorpios gather information more skillfully than any other sign, you aren’t necessarily as blessed when it comes to sharing information. In part that’s because you believe that keeping secrets enhances your personal power. And in part it’s because you sometimes forget that other people aren’t as clued in to what’s happening below the surface as you are. Your mandate in the coming months is to overcome those challenges as you learn to express yourself with ever-greater candor and clarity and clout.

 

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Well, it’s definitely something I’m working on, with my blood family, spiritual family, work and partner.  Mostly, learning to communicate with myself as well.  I’m amazed at how much I’ve fallen away from that, and how badly I’ve been at communicating.  Oh yeah, and I haven’t been writing here as much either, mostly from lack of ability, but also from lacking desire to open up.  But it will clear, one of these days I’ll have something of meaning to say.

 It’s been nice, the library section of the apartment is coming along nicely and it’s starting to look more like someone lives there.  My Scotsman and I are moving the bed tomorrow, so I can stop sleeping on the couch.  My habits are not coming along as fast as I’d like.  They’ve been derailed by season catch-ups of Lost, the move, visiting the parents and other schedule issues.  The positive, I’m taking better care of myself, except for eating.  I have gotten a nice break from training and I’m at the point where I can start to work back into it (once I get that whole “waking up in the morning” thing back on track).  I’ve also figured out one minor glitch in my personality.  I’ve lost the ability to make necessary decisions and stick with them.  I spent the better part of a massage on Tuesday, going over whether or not I was going to make a Target trip that night, or the next morning, and if so, to which Target I was going to go.  I did the same thing earlier in the day, with Whole Foods.  So, now that I had succeeded in getting to Target that night, I have two dry erase boards.  The one on my bathroom mirror states:  “Today, I will not flip flop.  I will make a decision and I will follow through.”  Or, something to that effect.  So that is going to be personality habit #1 that I need to change.  

I already have the kitchen habits set, so I’m good to go there.  My eating habits I’m trying to improve on, as with the change in temperature, it takes longer for my stomach to be ready to eat.  Which means, I’ve been having smaller breakfasts and getting hungry faster at work (my stomach is currently growling, and I have another 1.5 hours before lunch).  And that brings me to another issue…..snacks.  I have them at my house, but they never manage to make it with me to work.  Must change that, ASAP.

Think once I have the bulk of the apartment set-up, and I can get my sleeping schedule back on track, I’ll be in a much better spot to start implementing my other habits.  As I told a trainer who was trying to schedule an early appointment with me…that will be fine, once I can get into the habit of waking up at 7.30 again, instead of 10.  My body has just been exhausted, and since I only have 2 more episodes of Lost left, I won’t be going ape-shit about trying to watch half a season after 8.30PM.  😀

 I guess I could post an update on my weekend….

The usual stuff went on, had last minute appointments and changes on Friday, which resulted in me leaving for NC around 7.30PM.  The drive was pretty uneventful, was able to speak with a few friends that I haven’t heard from, in a while, which was lovely.  I got lost finding my hotel, only to find out I got gas at the station right across the street from it, but at least I got to see the sign that said, “for assistance, dial *WF” (which read to my sleep deprived eyes as “dial *WTF”).  But at 1.30AM can you really see the unlit street signs?  No.  Stayed up till o’godoclock talking to Skeet, since I never see him.  Then woke up bright and early to change into my “conservative wedding clothes”.  I feel shamed, as Shane managed to make jeans look like good wedding pants.  😀  At any rate, I was finally able to meet Mads, as well as Lars’ wife, and future child.  The wedding was more than gorgeous and quite suited to both Tess and Claus.  They opened the ceremony with the song he wrote, sung by Michael Erikson, and it was beautifully done.  High five to Claus for being such a closet romantic (but I already knew that).  Of course, anyone who knows this group, knows good and well that the moratorium on the hand game was only going to last so long (basically, if you get caught looking at someone’s open faced hand, you have to hug your face and tap your foot till they say “release”).  The minute people were walking out the front doors of the church, a decent sized group was sitting there face hugging.

Afterwards, Justin and I snagged Mads and Martin, and took them for some good ol’ fashioned Southern food…at Waffle House, where I proceeded to gross Mads out by eating pickles.  The man must have penis issues, given his description of the dream that precipitated his pickle issue (think Akira, with the flying penis’).  On the way to the restaurant, we noted the Guitar Center, which must have been a sign.  Because, as we were getting ready to leave, we got a phone call requesting us to pick up a keyboard pedal.  Then back to the hotel to change and head to the reception.

Now, here’s the cool part, nothing like a private concert by two members of Circle II Circle.  And while Zak managed to pull some of his usual conversational stunts, he was wonderful at the mike.  Delivering some of the best sounding Billy Joel I’ve ever heard.  As well as some stuff off their upcoming album.  😉

I’m glad I went, even though I’m slightly in the hole from it.  But, I do find it interesting that the only two times I can claim I’m close to being drunk, were a result of hanging out with Claus.  Thankfully, Martin was there to finish my drink and Justin was there to drive us home.  😀

I’m sorry I missed hanging out and meeting some people, but the timing just wasn’t on our side, this time.  I’ve promised Claus I will go visit more, now that I know how to get there.  I wasn’t able to get any pictures, as I don’t have a camera.  But I now have to place to hang when I go to Denmark, and depending on the group that goes, a place to stay if needed.  It was good to see the guys, especially Teddy and the funny sounding bunch.  😀  Least I got some practice in listening to Danish, not that it helped much.  *giggles*  And yes, contrary to thoughts about progpower, this was THE metal event of the year.  Too bad The Man, was unable to make it up.

Oh yeah, I have a minion this year.  Seems The Man, has seen fit to give me power over someone.  *shudders*  Hehehehehe.

While I, in no way, condone the events that happened, I’m quite happy with this ruling in the favour of MySpace.  It’s one thing that has been troubling me, in regards to parenting and even down to the learning of personal responsibility by children.  We cannot continue to “let them be kids” by allowing them to shirk the lessons needed to be a functioning and socially responsible adult.

As I said, I in no way condone the fact that the girl in the case was assaulted.  However, the guy who committed the act has been found guilty and faces up to 20 years in prison for assaulting her.  The parents, chose to seek recourse against MySpace through a lawsuit, claiming they failed to protect their daughter.  However, they failed to hold their daughter accountable for allowing MySpace to protect her, by falsifying her age (she was 13, but represented herself via myspace as 18).

Couch that, I’m big on personal safety, and doing what is necessary to ensure that one remains as safe as possible.  Does that mean I think someone going out is asking for an attack of any sort?  No, it does not.  But if one chooses to participate in an activity that puts them in the position of being a possible target, one needs to accept the potential consequences and do what is necessary to minimize those consequences – e.g. walking in groups or near groups of people, making online profiles private, reducing the amount of personal info available for general searches, etc, etc.  Ya know, that whole personal responsibility thing…