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One aspect of the Disease, quite intriguing, had to do with minimizing energy extension – the path of least resistance.

After the Quake nerves shot - heart palpitating – focus shattered – no energy – spent, physically & emotionally. But simultaneously have this prodigious amount of creative energy for my projects, including organ practice. None for waiting tables or astrology, and only a limited amount for Tai Chi.

Perhaps the erratic nature of your energy flow disrupted your ability to adhere to routine.

An almost insane desire for freedom, as Uranus transited his natal Sun in Pisces.

But astrology?

A total routine. That was the straw that broke his back. For approximately 4 months he had been posting a Lunar astrology chart on his Website – every 4 days. I couldn’t take it any more. Caged in by this triviality I couldn’t get off. Just as we began to get into it, the phone would ring. Another interruption. Rage – Fury – a steady building of pressure. Finally I couldn’t take it any more. I had to blow. Thank the Universe that you finally listened to me.

According to the records our last Lunar Chart was posted in late January. I simply had no more urge to pursue this task.

Thank Nature. This little task, as you deemed it, drained all your time, leaving just a little time for me – certainly not enough to get me off.

It didn’t really take that much time.

Are you kidding!? First you had to do the diagram, then interpret, color and scan it. And finally you had to spend our precious time, that we could have spent together, putting up this transitory mini-art work on the Lunar section of your Astro-site. That would have been aggravating enough. But this was combined with putting a modicum of effort into maintaining a bi-weekly planetary analysis as well. Nothing seemed to generate much interest – And all temporary. As usual, you were distracted by the size of her Business.

What a flop that was.

Thankfully the path of least resistance – based in essential energy only – eliminated this source of stress. Nerves snapped, my Person couldn’t deal w/obstacles anymore. Could only move full speed ahead on his projects – Travels in Southeast Asia. Over the next 4 or 5 weeks, he finished writing the travelogue section, perhaps in the nick of time, as it was an eroding memory – set up a Southeast Asia subsite on his website – which led to a major reorganization, separating the travel and history sections – combined with chapterizing the whole trilogy onto the site – which included learning how the put up pictures, all those transferred from the ancient G3 (Angkor Wat, the Temple of the Dawn, etc.) and, miracle of miracles, putting up some new pictures.

Why so amazing?

Had to break thru the Activation Barrier – been building up for too long – clogged up the plumbing.

How did he break through the corrosion?

Was moving so slow because of the Breakdown that he slid or oozed between the cracks. Had been moving so rapidly that he had slid right over the Chasm of Creativity - not even realizing that the space he was so desperately looking for was right there, beneath his feet. Instead of slowing down he speeded up – continuing to propel himself ever so swiftly over these slender grates – which were filtering out the Glorious Dimension – always his for the taking – but just below the surface.

If he could only slow down …

He tried - but no matter what he did – meditate, Tai Chi, & music, he seemed to speed up – accelerating on the thrust & impulse levels of change - to where the Dimensions of Beauty & Peace began fading away. Even began to suspect that his memory of magnificence was only a sham – a corrupted memory – which never really existed – had just imagined this beauteous place – indeed that Life was misery instead.

Crash landing he was forced to slow down – coming to a dead halt – finally able to turn the Light around and go backwards. Had attempted to ‘get behind’ – but now he actually went backwards – and in so doing oozed between the Cracks of the Grate into the Beauteous Dimension at the Center of the Being – accessing the Mystery at long last – enabling him to transform his verbal picture of a continuous Southeast Asia, from the present to the distant past & back again – from an incomplete, disorganized, fragmented, hidden work into an integrated, publicized, picturized, accessible opus.

However there was no energy for astrology, and only a limited amount for Tai Chi - not my swimming. But that’s another tale.