It is all too easy to make fun of Aries characteristics – I know I do. But they’re seriously inspirational characters, as this email from one of my Mega Mystic members shows.
The context is that she’s talking about my April Of Awe rant but hey, how cool is this?!
What happens when Aries Peeps face Saturn Return? Smackdown.
AHH mystic, this is such a blessing. I am turning 30 on April 9th, and to celebrate I am walking to base camp on Everest. As in, WTF WOAH! I am currently the most heavy, stressed, unfit I’ve ever been, but I’ve already shifted the paradigm. I am welcoming paradise, getting out of a too-long body/mind funk.
I’m now (past few months) like, na huh, enrich, engage, empower girl.
Thanks for your blessings, a 4 week trek, when I have never done a walk longer an a few hours will be amaze, I feel supported knowing the stars and I are ready for my hard spiritual work to be ram boomed with a physical mountain climb metaphor of awesome.
You’re the best, thanks for being you. x
“But if you have been trying your heart out to be more real, original and work on your own schizz – APRIL WILL BE AWESOME. If could even involve an affirmation of all the hard work you have put into evolving your schizz.” YEAH YEAH YEAH!
Making Mt Everest your first stop for a weight loss strategy? That’s not on my list of Aries characteristics but from now on, I’ll think of it for sure.
Update: She did it!
That is her on the right, above. With a Capricorn friend. No better companion for a spot of Saturn Return mountain climbing, right? And you can trust two Cardinal Signs to devise a scheme like that – not a hill but a mountain. Not just any mountain, Mt Everest.
The Zap Zone (Uranus square Pluto) zapped and they responded with more Zap. Respect.
HOLLER! Zap Zone and Saturn Return helped me get up a mountain. Really.
You might remember that at my highest weight I decided to turn 30 by walking to Everest Base Camp last month.
Oh, duuuudes – what was I thinking? Aries girl you called me, you were all so supportive.
It wasn’t hard hard, as in, I didn’t get any blisters, and my knees and muscles were all happy (I’m thanking the gemstone pendulums for that one… ). There were moments of sit down and cry and feel sorry for myself, fat girl up a hill moments (3 in 30 days, not bad). The fit trekkers all gawked at me, and one even said I was ‘ridiculous’ to try – I was by far the most chubby person I saw up the hill, and the most out of my depth, except for some Russian gals who were wearing hot pink short shorts and pony tails at 40ish.
At the start of the trip my nick name was bastari bahini (slow girl in Napali) by the end it was bolio bahini – strong girl, so I’m happy with that!
But every morning I’d be petrified of how hard the trek would be. How high it would be, how steep, how rocky, how unknown – Because I had no control, no groove, no idea; that was the struggle, for me to ‘let go and let god’ and by the time that lesson had really lodged itself in to my heart, things started turning around. Because it came down to some simple truths, every day I was walking, and I was walking uphill to 5364m. A week in to this (and I feel for my 30th birthday), a group of shy Bharal Blue Sheep walked across my path, I was in awe of the shy Rams. Then, (finally) a clear night so that I could see all the stars shimmering above Everest – GOSH GOSH AWE-some, absolutely breathtaking, better than a cake, a big party, presents, better than everything I wanted for my birthday.
On making Base Camp itself, it was a 10 hour trek day, walking on glaciers in a blizzard was exhausting – but the view, oh the view, it was how I imagined being on a moon. It was gorgeous, and it was fine. I’d made it. I didn’t feel some big WOOOO, or some big shift, it snuck up on me and felt like a mere and odd occasion, surreal.
Home now, I was sad that I didn’t get any birthday cards, and there wasn’t a puffy dress and some fuss. I’ve lost 8 cm off my waist, and my body wants to move more in a way that is very unfamiliar. I’m the same, and Saturn Return feels still quite quiet. But, maybe that is “it”, it is what it is, and whatever it is, becomes was. Impermanence perhaps that was the gift, or is the gift?
I hope you all had a transformative April, I thought of you all, and of Mystic and sent some mountain magics to you all. Thanks for the love.