This has been some of the busiest days I’ve had in months, and my load is heavy. I know I've missed things here, and it's the same with things at my end. My time with my nephew has been unfortunately limited. First visit (after the new family had settled in) was planned for the night of our move home, and of course, we had a huge storm here *grimace*
He went in for his two-week (unbelievable huh?!) checkup, and has surpassed his birthweight (a goal they set as newborns lose weight before they gain) and is 1.5 inches longer! He also won the baby of the month contest with the image I posted earlier—a fab gift package worth about $200 from the hospital. In fact, he is so spoiled that the monetary gifts have already established his first year of tuition for university, LOL!
When the proud parents received some images from us, they sent a few of their own from the night of his birth, and my sis-in-law took one of me holding Owen, with my Hon holding me, and sure enough, there on my Hon’s chest is an orb. I absolutely believe that my familiar Kitty was with us; I miss him so much.
So yesterday, I visited with Owen again. Was unbelieveably powerful, and I’m in complete awe of him. I have fallen so completely in love, and wish I could be with him all the time. The major difference I saw was his skin tone. I felt the night of his birth that he had his mother’s Moroccan colouring, an olive tone that is so gorgeous, and tans beautifully (and ironically is kind on stretch marks too!) It was so much more obvious yesterday. His temperament was confirmed as well; he’s so calm & peaceful, but very much present in his surroundings. *happy sigh*
I think about his natal chart interpretations, and will be investing the time in casting & compiling it soon. My Mom received a fabulous gift for Owen—a star. She may register one of the celestial bodies after her grandson. Amazing. I will be helping her choose the constellation area, and intend to explain to her the Heaven’s alignments when he was born. In one of my posts on GPO, I explain that many of us are unawares there are thirteen not twelve Sun signs in our zodiac now, and as a result, he will be called an Aquarius but is actually a Capricorn!
One of my gifts for him was a moulding kit for his footprints, and then I picked up another for his hands, hehe. Here are his tiny little feet, so precious. Trust me, this is to scale too!
And now some images of this handsome fella, before & after…
Saturday, January 26, 2008, 09:40 PM EST [General]
I want to introduce you to my precious nephew, Owen Christopher. This handsome fellow was born on Thursday, January 24th, 2008 @ 18:43 EST in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada to a loving family. We are so very blessed! I welcomed him for this incarnation, and have been sending energies for the three of them since...
Sun in Aquarius Ascendant is Leo Moon in Virgo Mercury in Aquarius Venus in Capricorn Mars in Retrograde in Gemini Jupiter in Capricorn Saturn in Retrograde in Virgo Uranus in Pisces Neptune in Aquarius Pluto in Sagittarius Chiron in Aquarius
Today feels strange. I sense that things are dynamic but off, with emotional struggles for security & comfort combined with focus on wishes, dreams, hopes, needs. I sense the ingredients for drama, and have no desire to be a part of it. I'm missing my home, the home I made that I cannot go back to, and am unattached to the new home I'll be creating when we return to that space, as it truly does not exist yet. I see that my sacred ground, my homestead/hearth, will manifest only when I return to make it so. That process will finally begin this coming week, and I meditate on cleansings & blessings for this new beginning. It doesn't help that I accidentally kicked a birch this morning tho... *sigh*
I consulted 'Tad' over lunch (The Answer Deck is my gyspy-based oracle on the road) and inquired about the remainder of the day. I pulled "Woman of the World", "Scandal", and "Journey".
This deck so speaks to me. I was the urbanite, social butterfly, always out & about. My apartment was the hub of my lifestyle, and the core was my backyard. I would sit on a patio to do a reading, or setup picnic by the canal for a spell. Then my building was infested, and I moved to *his* parents' home in ruralburbia, and the scandal has been exhausting. They threatened tenants with eviction if the preparation was not exactingly done (with an *extensive* list to follow), then one neighbour had a biopsy from a bite that he infected, then wigged out with paranoia & moved, while the only unit of issue has a disabled man who just doesn't get this hoopla. I finally confronted my landlord, not aggressively, but proactively, to deal with this man & his infestation. They've lied to me since, and the drama continues. I've been out of my home for fourteen weeks today.
This journey is the renesting of my spirit in a space that belongs to me even more so than before... and I'm prepared to make this happen. Smudging my whole life as a new beginning...
