Realisations

I called myself The RGF in a blog post yesterday.  This was interesting, well at least to me. I'll describe why in a moment. Firstly, I last wrote a blog post in August 2023 (well before yesterday). Secondly, I haven't described myself as The RGF for erm years I think. I simply forgot. It turns out that I forgot far more than my self made label. I forgot what's important to me. Not loved ones, obviously that's locked in but who I am. The things that make me tick. Like caring for the planet, connecting with nature, writing, music,  making a difference in the world and basically being unashamedly WOKE. Capitalisation intentional. 

I like big WOKE and I cannot lie.  

Note: when I say I forgot, I only mean partially. I've been me with a little 'm'. Rather than 'ME'! 

The interesting bit: 2024 in numerology is an eight year. It's also the year of Leo because Leo is the 8th sign of the zodiac. We are still in the energy of a Leo full moon, expressed in the season of Aquarius.  I have just discovered that my moon sign is Aquarius ie the moon was in Aquarius when I was born.  I'm also a Pisces rising or Pisces Ascendant. I'm neither Numerologist nor Astrologist at the time of writing but it seems that your rising sign and moon sign tells you more about who you are than your starsign or at least than your starsign alone. The house the sun was in tells you stuff too but I haven't fully checked the whys and wherefores on this yet. Aquarius is all about activism, innovation and the Leo moon is all about authenticity. 8 in Numerology, amongst other things, is about strength (Leo of course is also about strength). All this being said, it's not surprising that I want to shout loud my vibe into the ether.

Right now, for me and, well, for everyone, it's time to be authentic. Not from the shadows, but uniquely in technicolour. Shining out whilst bathed in a glorious metaphorical sun. 

Coincidentally or perhaps meaningfully, my previous post talked about infinite mirrors.  8 is also the infinity symbol.  

Interestingly, Ophiuchus is the 13th starsign according to some. If it's accepted as a thing, then I'm one of them. And according to various descriptions on the web, I kinda resonate with the traits.  

Sooooooooo this is a lightbulb moment.

I will speak out and I will speak up. I'll do so in unity with my weird, space blob, Aquarius, Pisces, empathic, humanitarian, eco warrior self. 

Ready.  

Set. 

Go!

The RGF xx

Mirror World

I shared some words today and those words reminded me of something that happened when I was a kid. I recall looking at the back of a cereal packet and seeing one of those infinite pictures.  A picture within a picture, if you will, but continually.  Like looking in a mirror and there are other mirrors, so from an angle, you are seeing infinite versions of yourself.  I never liked them - those pictures or the infinite mirrors or russian dolls. They make me feel uneasy.  It's a 'when will it end' emotion. Infinity. Arrrrrgh. OK so the dolls ended. And the tiny baby dolls were cute. But the mirrors and the pictures...

I wish I could occupy the same mental space as Vince Noir. His complete nonchalance when he entered the Mirror World. He was nonplussed at the prospect of forever looking upon his own reflection. Myriad versions of his strange yet somehow beautiful face.  Vast angles of his perfect, weird hair. Fortunately for Vince, his ego was as large as his hair halo. My ego, or hair for that matter, isn't quite so expansive.  

I'm not aversed to my own reflection but I like to be prepared.  It's like when someone gets a camera out and pretty much holds it under your chin, and you think, this isn't going to end well. Cameras are not a buttercups.  We are not carrying out some serious 'do you like butter' science here. This is a photo. Aim high with your angles.

Yet this isn't about vanity. It's about the unnerving feeling, that by staring into infinite mirrors, you'll somehow be pulled through the vortex and end up living someone else's life in a parallel universe. Terrifying.  

Vortex aside, if ever happen upon Mr Susan, I'll try to embody my inner Vince.  

The RGF xxx