Sept/Oct 2011

Where are we?

October, is the tip of the spear…it’s where we’re to go next… how we
bridge our frightlfully single-minded month of September (and yes this is
the same for ALL destiny times).

I’ve written about this before…October the warrior, the trailblazer, the
harbinger of things to come. Like September this part of the year is
fairly uniform for all numbers. While September was the concentration of
this year’s personal year’s energies, October is the distillation of next
year’s themes. What is required to get along? Pay attention. While other
months require a complex set of acrobatics or emotional or mental
gymnastics, October sets the stage. Let’s face it…one of the main
reasons we turn to the study of the divinitory arts is to get a heads up on
what’s around the corner. October is the absolutely best time to do this
each year. So if you want to see where you’re going and where you’ve come
from, make a study of how the latter part of September fits into October.

An introduction

Close readers of this blog may have noted that my name has changed on this blog. Initially it was Lisa, then Lisa Ann, now Elisabeth. First off it isn’t that I have lost my mind and keep remembering new names. What is happening is that I am in the process of choosing who I want to be.

In most dinvinitory practices, finding the essence of who you are is one of the main purposes for the practice in the first place. Ostensibly, finding the core of your being helps you then move into your power and into the role you wish to play this lifetime.

For as long as I can remember, my name never seemed to fit that role.

This doesn’t mean that my parents chose poorly and put the wrong name for my birth certificate. On the contrary, my original name helped give me a good start in life…it provided me with the qualities of stability and tenacity. It made me a down to earth gal with a sense of humor which I hope I never lose. It also infected me with a certain restlessness…the kind of restlessness that lead me to start the Numerologica site and countless other endeavors.

The name that graces this site now…Elisabeth Courington, is one I chose…it is how I see myself and I claim it fully. To change your first and last name, especially at the threshold to 50 isn’t an easy thing. Not only does not everyone understand it, many do not like it. Naming is a way to understand the world, and locking down meaning with a consistent name helps us make sense of our world’s elements. Changing one’s name outside of the conventional rituals of marriage appears to many people as an exercise in vanity…but metaphysically any such shift, whenever we deem it necessary is legitimate… anytime we claim a new moniker (and I did change my last name when I got married), it is a outward expression of an inward impulse to be more essentially ourselves.

For me, I arrived on the planet to individuate and that’s what this name allows me to do. Honor my soul. Express myself fully and without reserve. So welcome everyone, I’m Elisabeth Courington and I’m glad to meet you.

May Day

We often strain for change but when it comes, the impact of transformation can be surprisingly disorienting.  The kinds of upheavals recently experienced on this terrestrial-sphere-in-space is without question deep and legacy making.  Just minutes ago in fact while I was writing this the death of Osama bin Laden at the hands of American Special Forces was announced.  It portends yet another shift in global affairs and the world wide balance.  Whether through human efforts or borne of Natures impartial will, we are clearly not in a time of stasis.  The fates are in the move.

May, universally,is a nine month in a four year.  It is the like soldier
weary from a battle moving forward to continue with the war or a mother,
exhausted from labor pains, rallying for yet another round of birthing
pushes.  You get the idea…we’re all figuratively shaking from fatigue–
we’ve expended a considerable amount of energy to just get ourselves to
this point in time but this particular race isn’t over…we’re not even
close to the finish line.

So what’s the best way to handle this energy?*

For those in a one year:
Point yourself in the direction of your home and hearth…toward issues
that have to do with family, safety, care-taking.  Try to forge new and more
sturdy connections that support you and those you care about without
completely merging.  Strive for the balanced intake and outtake of
compassion.

For those in a two year:
Proceed forward quietly, with dignity and resolve. Try to preserve a mood of calm certainty as you move through this time. Be guided by an inner light, the gleam of your internal north star. The tumult will fall away if you navigate from the interior of your soul.

For those in a three year:
It’s easy for the lighthearted character of a three year to get squelched
if you think your opinions aren’t worthy (they are).  Without devolving
into Pollyannna-land, understand that seeing clearly and truthfully need
not be a prescription for mandatory despair.  Count your blessings and be a
force for positive good where you can be.

For those in a four year:
Resonate with the universal vibration and keep moving.  As you push
forward, notice what you drag along with you.  This is a perfect time to
electively shed undue burdens cast on you by others or by your own hand.
You’ll move faster and more efficiently if you lighten your load.

For those in a five year:
Take action.  In fact, I’m surprised you even stopped to read this, because
chances are you’ve already taken action or are seriously down the road, knee-deep in adventure. Don’t be alarmed if you can’t sit still (be alarmed if you can).  You are in the process of experiencing life in a way that will change you (for the good).

For those in a six year:
Six years often reflect the affairs of an astrological 6th house. Similarities include the day-to-day attendance to obligations and responsibilities. In a six year we play the caretaker, the custodian, and
the protector.  Don’t be surprised if you are thrust into yet another role requiring your personal and intuitive touch. To stay in step with the lesson, graciously accept the call to service when it comes.

For those in a seven year:
In what should be an insular year, you may find yourself unaccountably involved in supportive activities.  If done right, you shouldn’t be overrun with someone else’s emotional luggage.  Rather you may feel spontaneously drawn to come to the aid of someone outside your regular circle contacts. Despite your good intentions, draw up and abide by some straightforward boundaries.

For those in an eight year:
The planning stages are over…it’s time to take immediate and direct action. In an eight year, you may be used to giving directions. This month though will require your hands on involvement in almost every stage of any undertaking. You are the secret sauce…if you want things to get done, you’ll have to be the change agent.

For those in a nine year:
Rush out to meet life and her challenges with the exuberance of an untamed puppy. Your choices now threaten to outnumber the physical constraints of time and space…it’s nerve racking how much there is to be done, how much you want to get done all in the same time-space continuum. Make a fast start and keep going as long as your stamina will allow.

*If you need to determine what your personal year is, check this link out for information.

Happy New Year!

2011 is here after a tumultuous and frankly difficult 2010.
I don’t know about you but I’m tired, worn out from the rush and
tumble of the holidays and the previous 12 months, which was my 4
year (focus, work).

Ideally, I’d now like a vacation to recuperate
from all that activity but as with most years, life mostly doesn’t
slow down according to our whims. If we’re lucky, it continues to
trundle along and we make decisions about how act and react to it.

So what’s on deck?

2011 is, like the year I just said adieu to, a
four year–and in the most basic sense, that means it’s about hard
work. The saving grace here though is that this isn’t work for work
sake. This is labor…focused effort in the service of shoring up
lives. There is great power in setting oneself on the path of
accomplishment. We commit to a goal, take stock of the obstacles,
the effort, our own capabilities.

And once this assessment is complete, we begin, we take action. We do the work. Intension paired with action, this is the key combination for success in this
new universal year, this new decade.

Year predictions will follow in the coming weeks but for now, I urge everyone to rise to the
challenge presented by 2011. We build a foundation for the future step-by-step.

All you need is love

December’s vibe

It’s appropriate that December and the season of giving this year fall into
a six number vibration. Six energy is care-giving. It is the outward
embodiment of love. The Christian Bible in First Corinthians 13:4 defines
it in this way -

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.

Six takes no slackers
It’s a tall order, to be sure and one made more difficult by the commercialization of the holidays. Even if we have the desire to operate positively in a six, We seldom feel as if we have the time achieve this ideal. An out of whack six month feels rushed and heavy. It’s burdens are like dreadful milestones around our necks…our spirits feel crushed under the weight of expectations. Joy, which is the universal tone for the year is all but absent as we give, not out of love but out of a twisted duty that keeps it’s eye on the time clock.

Be Real
And while most of us will at least attend to what we must, that is not what the times call for. It asks us not to spend money on presents we can’t afford or meals we have no time to make. Rather, it reminds us that the simple act of giving of ourselves,
of our essential selves is our highest duty.

Let me restate that for emphasis – an authentic outreach from a place of love – universally – to the best of our individual abilities, is the only true way to align ourselves universally.

The thought DOES matter
So as you go through your month this December, take the time to evaluate your effort.  Is it empty? A mere assignment? Or can you make your contribution, no matter how small, expand to fill and fulfill any space you travel through?

No matter your religion, philosophy or belief, the peace of the world be with you all for the next 31 days.

MID NOVEMBER POST

This paragraph is all about me
There are some days when you know…you just want something MORE. There are days, like this one where you’re deep into the longest recession in US history, where your segment of the industry is dying, where you’re not yet old enough to retire, where the work is so slow that you have a hard time working up any enthusiasm…days like these you simply get tired of waiting for something to change.

When there is no appreciable payoff trigger in the foreground or the background, but you have to continue on, it wears on your soul.

No going back, not for me or you
Right now, there is no going back. Moving forward is the only option and yet it is an unambiguously unappealing one. For all the so called higher rational intelligence of humans, when there is no carrot or stick to urge us toward a goal, we simply stop, weighed down by the inertial forces of the blahs. It’s experiential fatigue.

Dear Readers, this is where I and others in a 4 personal year and 6 personal month are (other years that may experiencing some turbulence? My best wishes for humans in a 2 or an 8 personal year) . Those of you that can relate know who you are…walking tardily to the beat of no drum at all, without any assurances that our efforts will make a lick of difference. Yet there is that obligation that we continue forward. Meh.

For example, I had November’s scope in the can but it disappeared on me around October 31st (which is incidentally why my work flow will include saving my columns in the cloud and two separate forms of media from now on.). And I have been completely remiss in composing a replacement up to now.

Alright. Here’s the remedy, me owning up to my responsibilities, done with the knowledge that I write these words while sacrificing my poor little NaNoWriMo novel:

The Universal Forecast
Universally, November speaks to freedom, to shaking of shackles and becoming the leaner and meaner version of ourselves. For those who are interested, it’s a FIVE month and that means liberation in every sense of the word. We are meant to loosen our ties and emancipate ourselves from burdens. We are called toward the goal of release. Why? It’s not hard to fathom. Life tends to build up on us, the layers of patina, so pretty and green at first start obstructing our view, making the business of living harder, less flexible. Daily life encumbers our ability to be available to it’s wonders.

Make Ready
Also…we are preparing for a very demanding year ahead and like a delicate instrument that must be free of any minute particles of dirt before a tricky procedure, we must be as unencumbered as possible by obstacles during the coming 12 months. Universally, the 5 comes along to help us literally peel away the dentritis.

It’s a Major Procedure
Sure this debridement can be mighty painful. Removal of any dead tissue tends to be major surgery. But without the procedure, we can’t heal. Until we shed the obsolete appendages, ironically, we can’t become fully whole. Follow your best good and make ready NOW…

Find Your Wave
So. If you are lucky enough be able to ride the wave of the universal year –and most numbers can find applications for this vibe in some fashion– even those in a more task masterish year, jump into it. Like for example, I’m using the discipline from my 4 year to lose more weight (i.e. – shedding) . And I am getting healthier. Back ‘atcha ennui.

Be well. And I’ll see you all next month, hopefully on time.

And Happy Thanksgiving to those of you in the U.S.

Octoberfest

So we made it through September, that crucible like month. September of any year is a distillation of influences…a poster child for our annual lesson. Moving forward from the concentrated, undiluted nature of September, we move briskly to October, a different animal all together. October is our signpost of what is to come.

As a rule in numerology, there are very few months that give most people the same across-the-board template. Though the universal vibration is always in effect, its impact differs from person to person depending on individual energies and vibrations. As such, one person’s bliss is another’s torture, cyclonic times for one somebody may not have any appreciable affect on another. Not so in September and October.

We’ve already gotten what that means in September. October’s unique role then is to give us a peek into 2011.

Some basic numerology for those who care, for the rest of you who just want the essential what is useful, skip to the bottom.

October is a one month. So, in the mathematics of spirituality, the month number is always added to the personal year number. Irreducibly, the sum always equals what our next year’s focus will be, no matter when you were born, what your current personal year or what your name.

October is our pre-season, during which we get to actively prepare for our upcoming year. Like atheletes we will be given opportunities to particiapate in intensive training exercises. We’ll be privy to some of the highlights of the year ahead, and have all sorts of opportunities to operate with training wheels. This is a time for experimentation and testing, largely without the consequences that accompany the vibrations in the full blown year. Both our talents and shortcomings are highlighted to great effect during October.

There’s something about September

A change is afoot
Obviously as creatures on a global mass spinning in space, we feel the shift in the light and the air.  We
instinctively perceive the culminating effects of seasonal changes that passed under the radar for most of the summer.  As members of the homo sapiens crew, we also mark the passage of time by calendars and there’s no denying that there are only 4 pages left ’til the ball drops on this aging year.  

The universal message of September seems to proclaim…this month functions as the year’s last hurrah.  It’s a final period during which we should make the most of the annual cycle.

Numerological associations
Being associated with the number 9, September concentrates and focuses the native energy of our personal year…it asks us to do one last spectacular sprint toward the goals we’d imaged for ourselves this year. It encourages us to go the extra mile, even though we’re quite tired already.  So buck up and prepare yourself for an awe-inspiring push.

The momentum you set in motion this month will carry you through to the end of 2010.

The Trifecta – May, June and July

I wish I were more diligent about giving you the 411 on the months as they arrive. I’m in a 4 year which means I should pay more direct attention to my self imposed schedule.  But unfortunately on the roster of tasks that I have to accomplish, it’s been hard for me to keep this particular commitment.  So I owe anyone who reads this a type of gift, a present of fealty to show that yes, I do appreciate you and I think you’re wonderful.

So here are my gifts:
I’ll do a free reading for the next 3 people who contact me.  You have until June 30th to contact me at numerologica ‘at’ comcast ‘dot’ net.

Ok…here is another gift.  The May reading for those who like looking back:

May universally was in deep karma this year, a noisy turning of the wheel of fortune, a great deal of tangoing with destiny. May’s Eight meant we met our fate, but not an abstract sort of random fate.  It’s the kismet we’ve made for ourselves.  May vibed on the wages of our actions– sins and moving acts of altruism all wrapped up together into one big toosie roll.   As you rode the waves of action  and reaction did you notice what was working?  Do more of that.  What goings-on devolved into poop?  Well, you get the idea.

Third gift: June’s universal reading, two weeks late.

Where last month’s message was ‘deal with the hand you’ve dealt yourself’, this month is all about fishing or cutting bait.  You are an expert when it comes to you.  There is no one more proficient in your
own inner workings.  So you know what isn’t viable.

June is graduation month for what no longer needs to remain in your life.  Tell all the teenage slacker seniors hanging around in your root cellar that you love them (because the little dysfunctional suckers ARE YOU) but they need to move out.  More to the point, you need to be rid of THEM.  The YOU remaining after all these clusters of bad habits, deadening relationships and tired belief systems have been vanquished should be squeaky clean and receptive.

Be ready for the next door to open, the subsequent chapter to be scripted.  You’re bringing yourself along to far flung destinations, no need to truck your aged and dirty laundry with you (besides, those unfortunate pants don’t fit you right anymore) .  Travel lightly and move along toward the exit.

And here is the forth gift: July’s universal reading, early (!!)

Alot of what has been happening in the last few months has simply been the Mise en place, the readying, if you will.  Winowing, cutting, cleaning, de-gunking, there are a vast catch of names and aliases, but mainly it’s all about the set up and preparation.  Any professional worth their salt knows that preparation is half the battle, in fact much of the battle happens in the period before.

May and June were before.  In July, we enter the big show, a very muscular, active period.  Sallie Nichols has a crystaline quote in her book Jung and Tarot , An Archtypal Journey by Belgium alchemist and philosopher Gerhard Dorn that gets at the sense of this: “Out of other things thou wilt never make the One – until thou has first become One thyself“.

This is the crux of it.  July, a One Month, is where you transform your terribly mortal and human self into what you are to be next.  What you will be until you are not.

Call it a personal journey toward individuation, the next round in life’s constant interplay between ego and self – the dawning of awareness, whatever.  Any way you slice it, this is ground zero for conscious living–this is life on the red pill offered to Neo by Morpheus.

And apart from what numerology has to say on the subject, a pair of fairly potent eclipses straddle the latter part of June and the beginning of July too.  And a twinned eclipse sequence, like a One Universal Month sitting the middle of a truth (Three) year,  pulls no punches.

Wake up!  And get to work.  When you look back on this period, those of you paying attention will clearly see a point of origin.

Something’s changed

i want to go outside

My oldest cat Winnie (1 inner trait) passed from this world to the next on 4/10/10 (an eight day…karmic).  She lived a good cat life, never compromising her principles. Grouchy and sweet, by turns fat (but never quite able to pull off happy…I think placated is a better term) and then less fat.  She was uncompromising.  I was her human and her cranky 1 mirrored my own moodiness.

Funny thing,  when I went looking for a cat 17 years ago, she wasn’t my first choice.  There was another more affectionate boy feline who caught my fancy.  He was a purr-boy and the only reason I didn’t take him home on the spot was a momentary uptick in my karmic 1 (19)- not trusting my own counsel. I determined I should put off the decision for a day, just to be sure.

The kitten that was Winnie-to-be was scratchy and ill-tempered.  And she wanted nothing to do with me.  She was deeply disaffected from being in the shelter and hewing closely to her brother litter mate.  I assumed they’d be adopted together.

The next day when I returned to the shelter, set on adopting the other snuggly boy cat, I discovered he was gone (Damn my indecisive 1 !).  So was Winnie’s brother.  The brief passage of time had made Winnie-to-be worse for wear.  She was now loud-mouthed and panic-stricken.  She focused her desperation on me, literally tearing at my sleeve as I passed her cage.  From the primal look in her eyes, I think we both knew that if I hadn’t taken her home that day, no one would have taken her.  So I did. Period.

i know you have food

I miss her -alot- especially during breakfast and dinner, her favorite and most vocal times of the day…but I’m glad that hers was a story with a happy ending.  “Indigent kitty with lots of personality finds a home and has a happy life for 17 tuna-juice filled years. “

Thanks Winnie for choosing me.  Say hi to Grandma and Dad, won’t ya?