Out of the clouds and back down to Earth

Yesterday while driving back from AIF, I was stopped at a light in Rye.  In front of me was a black SUV with plates that said RS FAN, and so I played with guessing what the RS stood for.. then noticed the bottom frame of the plate said STONES.. oh and the top ROLLING.. not so special except the Rolling Stones, "Get off of my Cloud" was playing on WFUV!!!  What were the chances of that happening!?
I was ready to follow them to tell them but didn't.. and it stayed with me. Wow. Synchronicity for sure and wondered about it.  I don't really recall John being a Stones fan although I do know he liked them.
Moving forward to yoga class, one with a lot of grounding involved. During Savasana, I felt a sensation at my left foot. I felt a presence and it felt as if John was caressing my foot.. a very sensual feeling. I felt him there and his love for me. It was a really strong feeling that made me feel good.. great.. loved.
Later, at home on the computer I see a video from a new "friend" on face book.. Susan is a mutual friend which is why I accepted his request.  The video was about being grounded and the research done about putting our feet on the ground. Bare feet helped to reduce inflammation and heal the body of pain.. point being Be GROUNDED!
Unable to sleep, I felt the message of the day to get my head out of the clouds and get grounded, do the Saturn and here I am home.. ready to do just that.
Get to that pile of papers.
Grateful for the messages, my love.
I love you.

Do your Saturn

John's passing has caused me to rediscover who I am and what I want to do. Really, how do I want to bring more joy into my life.. this fleeting life.
I joined an online astrology lecture series.  I love astrology and find it interesting that my last post here had to do with Saturn!!  Saturn is now in Capricorn in my 4th house, the house of my foundation, my home, roots and that house has seen the endings of much of what I hold dear. The selling and destruction of my childhood home and the passing of John, my comfort, and my "home".
I know all things change and it's not like I didn't know it was coming...
What I didn't know was how I was going to feel about it all.
Like the house gone.. an empty hole.. there is an empty hole in my heart that I try to fill.
I fill it with memory. Work. Study. More time in the gallery. More time doing art. Teaching classes.
More time for me. It feels foreign.
I'm so used to doing for others, I lacked the "me" time. Even sleep became a need I couldn't always fill.
So now.. it is time.
I begin a new life.
I begin new projects, new studies, new classes.  I am open to recreate myself, my environment as well. Redoing the apartment, the gallery and finding how to restructure myself to "do my Saturn".. those things I don't like doing.. taxes in particular and the paperwork that goes along those same veins.
And so my new journey begins...