Citando a Julian Katari del 03/08/2025, 10:07 pm

Growing up

Today's reading, coming late, is about growing up. The storm trecena leaves abundant rain, unavoidably life grows, be it that ir rained blessings, or challenges, something from it is now growing. Depending on what stage in life you are in, the advice will be different. I find honest to share one for the stage I'm currently in, let's call it the "young middle age" and make it from 36 to 49. Around this stage and peculiarly towards the end of it, something unexpected begins to occur. Problems and situations rain on you, just part of life. Still young, strong and efficient, productivity is at its fullest, yet aging, wear and tear, start to show. The pile of work to do, situations to surmount, piles up, it doesn't get easier, it gets harder. Instead of crying, we are at an age of taking it, facing it and bravely pushing through. If that's not enough, on top of all that, another type of storm trecena rain starts falling: Shit and criticism. A badly tucked shirt because you left in a hurry, a more saggy eye because you stayed late working, is not of the liking of others. You look uglier and meaner; you are stronger and wiser, and less prone to being pushed around, nobody likes that. Instead of smiles and signs of respect, you get frowns and become a trigger for the anger of older, more repressed folk. It's just raining difficulty, and instead of drowning, it's making you grow.

This trecena may have brough you a rain of shit, and in general, sets the stage for this... stage in life. It's part of what is necessary, for growing up. Today may have crowned that for you, it definitely did for me.

Citando a Julian Katari del 20/04/2026, 1:03 pm

Cashing in.

Bad ass storms regulate the climate and deposit massive amounts of rainfall in places that will make great use of them. To many, overwhelming rain is not a blessing; it erodes the soil and makes it harder to grow life later on. To a few, reservoirs and keylines are the hope for harvesting what will eventually become scarce, making this rain a precious gift. No matter what the universe is giving you, something is coming down on you hard—and today is the time to shine for it and place your bet.

This cash is mystic, unknown, and unpredictable. Today’s nawal is the very principle of a gamble. History shows us we can be certain about knowledge and facts until new information proves us wrong. There is no such thing as a "solid" theory; there are only bets. Today gives us the wisdom to bet wisely, knowing that when we do, no matter the choice, we cash in on something. Cashing in means transferring value from one state to another. This is where luck awaits. The "elite" have been cashing in and betting on what appears to be a deeply deceitful entity. Soon, we will cash in on their final demise as their investments prove lost.

Since profit is a transfer of energy, it has to come from somewhere. It is extracted from one place and eventually backlashes onto you. A perfect example is how "virtual fame" brings a massive load of hate. You learn to cash in on that too, growing beyond the fragility of "being offended" and pushing your voice above the noise of those who yell out of despair. Luck isn't a gift; it’s a payout for the courage to stand in the storm while others run for cover. If you aren't willing to lose the person you were, you'll never have the currency to become who you are meant to be. Bet big on the spirit, and let the fools keep their change.