Strange Phenomena

I have certain clothes I would never dream of wearing outside the privacy of my own home.  Nothing kinky.  Plenty time for that later.  No, these clothes are for when I am having a Stevie Nicks day.  Wafting about in patchouli, bangles, fringy scarves, and long floaty frocks, singing ‘Rhiannon’.  Of course, I have to watch I don’t trip on the stairs, but that’s not the point. The point is, recently I have been feeling an overwhelming need to release my inner Stevie Nicks in all her twirling, jingling, fringy glory. 

(I may just need less caffeine and to get out more).

Currently, there are wonderous and bizarre happenings in the heavens, which continue over the next few years.  Not to be pass-remarkable, but Uranus is in Taurus.  And that’s just for starters.   All the outer planets are dancing in squares and trines.  Moving from the feminine signs into the masculine.  Historically, when these square dances happened, there was the French Revolution, American Independence, the invention of the Findus Crispy Pancake*. 

2024 The end of the SNP?  Please.

Can you feel it though?  Overturning’s in the air?  The elastic about to snap?  The silent majority no long prepared to stay silent.  A longing to come together, equality, liberation.  To start something new.  Smile.  Be kind.  Authentic.  That heart-breaking deep-seated wish for all those wars to stop.  For nobody to be starving or even have to go to food banks.  For people to stop being offended and just say why their feelings are hurt, in a free speech kind of a fashion.  That they are terrified and mistake anger as the only thing holding them upright.  (I may be projecting).

Because one day, dear souls of this sparkling blue-green planet, one day, I dream of finding a top hat that fits.

*Okay, I made that one up.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jQAK6sVovUk