Go-go Aerial Goreblot

Life is like a continuous adventure of fleshing out perspectives, self, and belief systems. One moment you’re so sure of your path and have your sights on something, another you’re lost in all the distracting details of decision making and prioritization. Your views get snagged on the cloth of another’s belief systems only to be ripped away again, and you find yourself mending that tear so it won’t completely scrape your ego. Through the process of that mending, you find your ego waning as a hidden love for the process emerges. The steps of enlightenment, humbled by thoughts gathered and released, letting go and dissipating. Knowing that you don’t have to hold on so tightly, it’s not going anywhere, it may just change. And it will change, and you will change if you let yourself. You really can change if you want to.

Many times we’ll come across challenges of other people’s perceptions and we’ll have to navigate accordingly. Our internal worlds sometimes evolving faster than the outer and it may seem like that outer world is moving at a snail’s pace. It’s remembering the power of thought and energy and keeping those in check that could be your saving grace. You are your thoughts and what you release is what is exchanged, a vibration of a certain frequency that either draws someone near or pushes them away. Similarly to what you digest through your body, something of a low nutritional vibration is going to deplete your energy source and what you consume may drive YOU away from your own mind and body – fog, brain fuzz, negative emotions, confusion, illness, dis-ease. Being aware of what you consume spiritually, mentally, and physically takes practice and commitment. It is work, but often we misconceive this work as a gift that someone else may have and not us, we may believe that it’s only the privileged that have access, the privilege of time and money, the privilege of strength or genetic make-up. But it’s that very perception that gets us into trouble, as we get wrought with comparing ourselves to others when we haven’t got a single clue where that person comes from and what their experiences have been and what they have to deal with. We are so assumptive. We cling onto the coat tails of so many beliefs that drag us along mercilessly, as victims of our own egos. If I believe this, this is what it means for me, therefore I am this type of person and not that, because to be that type of person would be lunacy. To consider that information, when so many other things have been mythically debunked, I’d be silly, I’d be a fool. And no one wants to be a fool.

What information do you instantly shoot down? and why? What facts do you think you actually know and what’s made you believe them? Have you experienced something first hand? have you seen it broken down molecularly, tested it out in experiments of your own? or was it something you heard from a source? is it a trusted source?

Investigative curiosity is a type of empowerment. Try wielding your own answers and results. Why just take some other source’s word for it? Let’s see what your guts have to say.

A little while ago, I asked you to choose your animal of flight…
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So let’s see what their messages are!

If you chose 1. Opalite Owl…
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It is time to raise your vibration. What does that mean exactly? According to the opalite owl, it’s shedding previous knowledge that has been sticking on you for quite awhile. It is time to evolve to something higher. This may mean a higher education, not necessarily in schooling, but the type of education that has you reaching and struggling at the tip of your brain, increasing connections of awareness, creating new links, new avenues, new streams.

This is also a time to nurture yourself and let yourself be drawn to nurturing things. Cultivate a collection of therapies that work with your senses. If you’ve been drawn to sounds lately, music, you’re feeding your auditory sense – what sounds lift you up? What sorts of instrumentals have you dancing on the wires of your internal mind?
Consider your other senses. Have you paid attention to what you’ve been smelling lately? Do you stop to smell flowers? cook to create nostalgic flavours in the kitchen? sip in the aroma of the coffee bean in the mornings to stimulate and awaken your soul? or the lovely fragrance of a selection of floral herbal tea?

Your well aware of touch at the moment, your hands are feeling the grit and grime. The daily grasping of physical things. A wet shower, the sticky sweat, a dry clean sock. And your eyes see an overwhelming amount of pictures and views on the daily, almost too much to process, your brain scrambling to file away what’s important, what can be glimpsed at and what you need to come back to.

But let’s get back to smell. It enters you in a visceral way, it toys out your memories, it also creates new ones. Play with this, play with nurturing ways to use scent to empower and enrich your soul – try a bubble bath with an essential oil, buy yourself some flowers or better yet, get outside somewhere with surrounding trees, and breathe.

Have a listen:

If you chose 2. Bat…
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The night sonic, throwing a pitch. Wichita? A night time channel, where blindness is in the day. Trust, let go. All these posts and memes you read everyday, telling you to be mindful, and aware etc. etc. all that buzzword bullshit. It has merit to a degree, but the medium in which it’s delivered is washed down by a backlit screen with some randomly picked googled image with some serenity script font feeding you supposed words of wisdom passed down from a quote of a philosopher, extracted and out of context of some dead white guy’s life. Some dead person you heard of and were taught that they were notably and historically smart and have added to our human history in some kind of way.

Then that meme gets washed over by someone’s status, a humble-brag of their day and how awesome it was, you click “like” and move on. A post of an article on the benefits of some vitamin and how you should be getting more sleep as you read it passively staying up late on your laptop in bed, chewing on the inside of your mouth.

You are sucking on lifeless posts, you catch a glimmer of some knowledge and know and pass on the meme and pass on the information, but you move by it so fast, how much time did you actually let yourself digest this information before moving onto the next? And did this source actually give you some nourishment?

The bat carries itself around easily in the dark, navigating with echo-location. You need to get out and flutter about, use your voice and hear it echo, hear what vibrations come back to you, feel where the sound is, feel and hear where your night nutrition lies. You need to be the voice of your own stirrings for a while. The bat suggests you go schmooze, come out of your cave and try going to some kind of show enriched with the culture of your interests, or try something new. Meet-ups, classes, trying something new so your old doesn’t crust up in a batty cave.

To help combat the overstimulated battiness, have a listen:

If you chose 3. Winged Panther….
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Prrrraow! The cat with wings with a sizzling purr, and a gargling growl. A surface animal with flight tendencies, as when things get tough on the ground, it’s made easy to fly away and go to higher surfaces. You may be on the defence lately. Defending your stance, licking your wounded ego. You’re embarrassed you don’t always land gracefully. But tell me, how many other flying cats are around like you?

Slinking from a certain kind of confrontation, being coy, expressing an old pattern. Teasing the silky strands from that ball of silky yarn, toying with it, seeing what will happen if you pummel it and then shooting off when it becomes a bit of a mess.

Everybody has a certain genetic disposition. If you spit in a cup and send it off you can get alls sorts of graphs and percentages telling you what you are likely to be prone to or what type of disease you could be vulnerable to. These statistical facts don’t mean you have the disease, just that you could be vulnerable to it. Once you express an aspect of yourself, you can tease that part of your genes out and activate it. Say, you have a genetic disposition to alcoholism, yet you never touch alcohol. Does that mean you’re an alcoholic? Say you have the genes that say you are most likely to be a smoker, but you never touched a cigarette, does that mean you’re a smoker?

What genes are you aware of in your family that have been teased out because of environment? How did a cat like you sprout wings in the first place? and is it really that hard to land after you’ve taken flight from the ground? You may have wings, you may be stumbling around, but know that even if it’s not graceful, you can still land and have your feet back on the ground. What you express and tease out can be seen, and you have the power to tidy it, you are not a victim to your disposition. With the power of your thoughts, you can land gracefully, take a moment to relish it and curl up in a cozy ball on the hilltops.

Hey hey hey, who am I to pass judgement that way:

And with that, my flighty creatures, I hope you land well wherever you are in your life. Whenever you need, the Doc is here for you.

Love and Guts,
Doc Goreblot

Virgo-ian Times

Perfection lays out the land of Virgo season. But it doesn’t have to be nit-picky, just well groomed and well looked after. I definitely feel the fall season hit as the nights are getting cooler and plans for more harvests are in the making. I love apple picking season, and even though the picking itself is short, there’s still something about it that stays with me, perhaps the pile of apples I then have to figure out what to do with afterwards. My favourite are Cortlands.

September is a great time for buckling down and working on your stuff, whatever it may be. And if you get flighty headed like me, with excitement for fall and all the air-like energy floating about, especially once we hit Libra season later this month (my sun sign is Libra in case you’re wondering), there are some methods to ground yourself. Try cooking a meal, especially for loved ones, there’s nothing more satisfying than seeing the progress of a project from start to finish and the finishing part being you get to eat it! well, dishes and clean up, but that is satisfying too when you do some team work with your mealtime partners. I cooked a meal for my mom and I the other night and got reminded how luvely it is to share mealtime together, so I am taking note to do more of this. Other grounding methods; reading, writing in a journal, physically touching the ground, dancing, and touching animals or other humans (upon permission of course! hugs are super lovely).

Anyhoo, onto the Goreblots!

Your choices come in the form of oddities; 1. a mummified mouse 2. ye old gin pills 3. cannon
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Thinking of your question or issue that you wish to address, choose your pick and scroll down for your corresponding message.

If you chose 1. mummefied mouse…
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Curled up and forgotten in some leather bag. You held on for a long time. Someone changed, you changed, a friend changed. Even if you stay in one position for so long, change happens inevitably, the decay takes over, dust settles into the crevices.

Your expectations became a habit, became the better of you. Feeling like you knew what to expect and continue to expect, until that change happened and your expectations started to crumble to the floor. It’s a little bit jarring. A role you once knew got taken away or denied and now it’s like you have to rehearse for a new part or continue to try and play the same old part. Try not to get yourself typecast though, I’m sure you are a bit tired of it yourself. For the sake of yourself and others, try to move on and move past what you expect of others in their roles. We get ourselves so restricted when we have to set ourselves around other people and our idea of what they need and what they are sensitive to.

A loop of tip toeing around sensitivities, yes it is nice to be considerate of others for sure, but you’re not being ultra altruistic by avoiding things you need to say or do in order to make someone else feel comfortable. And then it’s shocking to you when their mindset and actions change and you realize all along you really didn’t need to be doing any tip toeing, or being a certain way around them. Life is too short, let your guard down that you have up for others, they don’t need it and it certainly isn’t doing anyone any favours.

A song for you:

If you chose 2. the Gin Pills…
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What do you do under influence? What takes your wind and sets your sails and pulls or pushes you in a direction, so fast and furious? All thanks to caffeine high, sugar high, alcohol buzz etc. What choices do you make that you might not otherwise if you were less or not at all influenced by substance?

Your impulsivity gives you a high that you can ride for a time, but then you’ll find it comes landing or crashing, depending, at a certain point. So make and take extra caution when throwing yourself to the wind, the choices you make are still your own and you cannot blame it on substance as you’re the one that still had the hand and gumption in consuming it.

Impaired judgment is kind of subjective, unless otherwise unlawful and unkind to another person. You really are still aware of what’s happening, just rather quite lazy in response to your inner ethics and morals, your judgment is quite sharp when you intentionally take that impulsive swig of whatever concoction it is that passes your lips. And you know and understand the outcome, you’ve been there before. Seems like you continue to soar over your options still, choosing to be as blind as a bird attempting to fly to that otherworld reflected in that window glass. Unfortunately, that illusionary world will have you smacking yourself with immediate regret and pain. You do have better eyes and a better brain than a bird. Think twice, otherwise be a bird brain, it’s your choice.

Here’s a little diddy for you:

And if you chose 3. Cannon…
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Bam. Stretching yourself thin you are reaching for ways to ground your profession, your path, your passion. Explosions of energy pass through you but still seems like you’re not quite hitting your target.

Do you aim your weapon before firing it? or do you ruthlessly fire all over the place hoping that eventually that ball will land in a spot where might be considered a target? Consider for a moment, your intentions. It doesn’t hurt to take a few extra moments to be meticulous about where you want to land, you don’t have to be rife with perfection either, but knowing where you want to land and perhaps an idea of how you’ll get there will be a tremendous help to you.

Take Young Frankenstein for thought, he wanted to succeed so badly, yet he overlooked some major details in his process, he seemed to skip ahead to the fun part, not realizing his monster human got an abnormal brain instead of the one he intended. Please don’t end up with an abnormal brain!
But seriously, he really did have somewhat good intentions didn’t he? or at least this insane idea that he’d recreate life as we know it. All I’m saying is, be careful what you aim for, you may just get exactly what you intended in the first place, in a sense, however overlooking some details will have you winding up in a bit of a mess where you will be taking some time to untangle yourself from. Know that you can hit your target if you just take a bit of extra time and focus on your intentions and how you want to feel getting there. Exploding all over the place may be fun, but then there will be quite a few pieces to pick up and clean up. Just something to keep in mind.

Here’s a song for that driven energy!:

As always, the Doc is here if you need.

Love and Guts,
Doc G.