"The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn't work, don't buy it."
Mitch Albom, Tuesday’s with Morrie

This is a week of not only a full moon which I love but also an eclipse at Virgo. I love full moons, and not because I dance naked underneath them either! I just like the power that they bring into my life. I feel stronger when the moon is fuller. However this week was an entirely different story, according to my guru know all of astrology we all should have been experiencing a surge of power this week, but true to my day late dollar short, late blooming, ugly duckling way of life I didn’t get my surge of power until today. Just a few days past the Tuesday mark eh? At any rate I’ve got my surge I’m hanging tight. The whole week has been one of those puke and repent weeks thus far though which leaves me feeling emotionally cleansed and a trail of ticked off people in my path. Now that I’ve surfaced from the mire of nastiness and rising with the sun to shine on my face I’m back to being obsessed with creating my own bubble of happiness and new culture of my own, which really was a goal of mine before I disappeared into my black hole. I am also trying to repair any damage I’ve done over the course of the week with regard to repenting my puking of emotional blasphemy.

My life has continually led me on a path of creating my own culture, I don’t agree with much of modern day culture, I have an authority complex which makes this worse. I also don’t accept much as face value either, I perform my own due diligence with careful abandon that resembles a bull dozer. One thing is for certain, the present culture doesn’t really work for me so I create my own. I have put a lot of energy and thought into making my personal culture, like it or lump it, I will drag anyone else who's willing along with me!

This week as I stated above was a Virgo eclipse of full moon, we in AK missed the visual spectra as we are so far behind the time of every one else (what is time anyways, according to new science time really doesn’t exist!). None the less we missed it visually, the power than comes of it was weird dreams, of which I can attest to completely, I was visited yet again with grotesque, vivid, graphic dreams. But a surge of cleansing, a new phase perhaps for all of us, or in my case, a reawakening to get back on track, it is exhausting to dream in such a way though.

So a day late a dollar short bit of advice… Ride it out because even the ugly emotional tsunami has a purpose. Not much for waxing poetic this week, just get the damned job done and keep living huh? Until next time, make sure your personal culture keeps reaching out with it’s message, I know I will.