Firing my Astrologer

This universe started with the Big Bang. Everything you see around you is the result of the Big Bang. Every little thing you see was present at the Big Bang in one form or another. All the particles already existing in the Big Bang. At one point, the whole universe was super close together. The universe was united and connected. Then it exploded out to form the majesty of our universe.

It’s all one, it’s all connected. The science of astrology is the science of observing where the world was, where it is now and where it will be. It uses the inherent visible and invisible connections in our universe to predict events through the movement of the stars.

Astrology is one of the oldest sciences of mankind. It was, and is used in some way or another by all civilizations in the world.

It makes me feel so small. But at the same time, it makes me realize that I’m just a grain of sand in a long chain of events that preceded me and will continue without me far into the future without me.

That’s why it hurts me to tell you why I fired my astrologer.

She was amazing. She was a blend of between a Gypsy witch, Merlin and Leonardo Da Vinci.

Picture this, you enter her home. A normal suburban home with all the minimalism and modern design choice you can have. The sleek, designed, matte white environment you see in every suburban home. It’s all electric and ecological with a little touch of wooden tables and furniture.

It’s your typical high middle-class home.

This modern magician invites you to walk to her working room. A matte white modern door stands in front of you. Once opened, it reveals stairs going down.

As you go down, on the walls you notice several maps of the stars. You see pictures and paintings of peaceful multi-coloured humanoid creatures.

You’re downstairs, the first thing you see is the moving sculpture, a model of our solar system. You notice several pictures placed at different places of particular galaxies and other solar systems. Some on the floor, some on the ceiling and the walls.

–          It’s my navigation space where I meditate, she says.  You don’t have to worry about it. I use this space to stay aligned with the cosmos.

She guides you to another part of the basement where she lights some candles and incense. Everywhere are pictures of stars, drawings and humanoid creatures.

She would guide me. She would teach about astral traveling, cosmic meditation, UFO’s, The galactic federation, the great solar flare, Sirius, Reptilians civilizations, Atlanteans, the-

I would like to go on but this is not the point of what I’m trying to write to you.

One day, I came to her for my regular reading. She started by reading my tea leaves and showing me the current planet alignments and its effects on my particular cosmic soul.

She’s amazing at what she does. She guessed it instantly. But this time it was different.  

–          You have a serious challenge in front of you and you’re confident you will overcome it, she says.

–          Exactly, I say, but my family won’t let me do it my way.

–          What do you mean?

–          They threaten me with doing a medical operation. They say that I will die if I don’t.

–          Why don’t you do the operation? She asks me.

–          I’ll tell you why. Last reading you told me that I need to realign with my personal power and health, that I needed to trust myself. I don’t believe those doctors. I feel fine. Why do I suddenly need to do some operation just because of some blood tests. I’d like to point that I didn’t want to do those tests. But surprise, surprise, they came back negative. What do I know? They’re just numbers on a page. They could be showing me anything. Who says they even tested my blood? This is ridiculous. They always create problems so they can fill their pockets with our money. I have to take a stand, I know that I’m right.

I don’t know why but she started to ask about what the doctors told me. I trusted her, she’s my guide in this incarnation. But then at one point she just said:

–          You need to do the operation.

–          Look, I just came to hear what the stars have to say. I don’t need this right now.

–          This doesn’t mean anything. It’s all bullshit.

–          Why? Why would you say this?

–          Don’t you get it? I sell you meaning. Ever heard of cold reading? Hot reading? Barnum Statements? I’ve studied this. I tell you what you want to hear so you can feel at peace in your life. I give you meaning and peace and you pay me for it. This is all bullshit. You should listen to the doctors. Do the operation.

I didn’t recognize her anymore. She used to be on my side. She was part of my cosmic family. And now she betrays me? She said I shouldn’t come to her for medical advice. She didn’t need to say that. My trust in her was gone and I wasn’t going to go to her anymore.

But then, I saw her eyes. They were full of fear and control. I noticed it, she wasn’t connected to the cosmos anymore. Her consciousness had been infiltrated by the reptilians. She’s their puppet now. She can’t help it, her programming is to sever the connection to all that are linked to the cosmos.

You can’t trust infiltrated people. You have to agree with them and distance yourself from them.

So I told her that she’s right. That I agree with her until she let me leave.

When walking home, I took the decision. It was the most painful decision of my life. Sometimes it’s those who you look up to the most who end up hurt you the hardest.

I was so deeply hurt that I lost my strength of will. Without her help, I couldn’t resist my family. I love them too much. They “convinced” me to do the operation.

I can feel the difference, they put the chip in me. I don’t hear the voices of my cosmic family anymore.

My old guide called me once. She wanted to know how I was feeling. She wanted to know if I had the operation. She said that I made the right decision. She invited me to meet her and talk things over, not as a reading but just as friends.

I couldn’t. I thanked her for everything she did for me and I hung up.

I can’t interact with an astrologer who doesn’t believe in the stars.

I had a lot of thoughts and questions. Why should I keep on to this life after losing my connection to the stars? I couldn’t find a good answer. Until the stars gave it to me.

One of the better psychologist that I’m seeing uses Tarot cards. He uses them to get me out of my normal pattern of thoughts.

Let me tell you about the first reading I took with him.

When we took the card for my past, it was the tower. The symbol of destruction. The card for the present was the star, the symbol of hope. The card for the future was the hierophant, the symbol of the messenger for the heaven or priest.

He asked me what I think it meant. It was so obvious

The tower happened, my whole world was destroyed. What could be worse than that? But with the star as the card for the present, the tarot is telling me to keep up hope. The hierophant for the future is clear. The stars will come again. I can feel it. They will come for me, they will contact me soon, either in physical or astral form.

I don’t think I can say too much on this website. But all I’ll say is this: you can find a lot of interesting people in facebook groups.