“Wow!” That’s what I said as I woke up (for the second time) this morning. A giant 111 flashed before my eyes just as I woke up. And then when I opened my eyes, the light coming through the edge of the window produced a giant 111 on my wall. HUM. But that may not be the biggest “Whoa,” of the day.

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This post comes with a trigger warning. There is a description of being attacked. Ultimately this is about astrology and the archetypal energies pushing us all back into our personal sovereignty, but I’m using violence as my testing ground. Proceed with caution.

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I had an another dream about someone breaking into my house and attacking me. But this time, I knew, in the dream, that it was staged and about to happen. Even more curious, someone slipped a AA battery into my hand right before the events were to start!

“What the hell? How am I supposed to use a battery to fight off an attacker?” That’s literally what I thought in that dream. I didn’t get the message in time.

The attacker did show up, a human-like form in a black body suit. I couldn’t tell anything about the “thing.” I’ll call it a thing for now cuz it really wasn’t another human at that point. It was a thing designed to produce terror. Right on queue, I felt terror. This thing climbed on top of me. I fiddled with the battery, still trying to figure out how to beat this thing off of me with a battery. Sigh.

I tried to scream and fight. I couldn’t. In fact, I could not produce any sound other than some guttural croaks. In the dream I was like WTF is this about? Where’s my voice? Why am I not punching this thing in the face? I was paralyzed in terror beneath thins thing.

The dream shifted after that. I think there were possible tangents for this fabricated “test.” If I figured out the battery reference, and used it, take tangent 1. If I fail to get the battery reference and use it, take tangent 2, etc. Well I failed to understand the reference while in the dream and I failed to transform the scenario. So in tangent 2, this attacker turned into a young woman I knew in my mid-twenties. I’ll just be honest, she was not very… intelligent. She may have actually been mentally slow, but she had a bit of an ego that made you question whether she was or wasn’t, but it was clear, she was not a bright bulb.

So in this dream, I’m now looking at this attacker and it’s this 24-year old brainless woman I used to know and suddenly I’m like WTF… this woman has no power over me? Very confused at that point about what was now going on, but as it was a dream, I was rolling along with it.

As I did in the original dream like this, I took a very peculiar course of action toward these attackers. Rather than screaming or fighting, I almost befriended them. Not truly. But enough to get them to connect with their humanity enough to reveal what it was they really wanted, and thus, perhaps I could help them with that and THEN boot them the hell out of my house.

Analysis: Did you get the battery reference? Once I woke up, it was very clear to me why I was given a battery. It was about power.

Sit with that for a second.

This dream was staged, by me, and probably my guides, to test a use of power. Now if that isn’t a Pluto theme, I don’t know what is. Further, Pluto in Aquarius … the power moving back to the people … literally. I honestly think this dream was a testing ground I conjured to see if I could shift my currents back into alignment around power. If Pluto is going to give the power back to the people, well the people need to realize they possess it, but more so, they have to remember how to wield it. That’s what this dream was about.

Also notable was my response to this perceived powerlessness. I was truly confused by my complete inability to even make a useful noise. I was voiceless and paralyzed physically. Once I woke up, I thought about this. How does power express itself through you? I have key planetary placements in feminine signs, primarily Moon and Mars, in Pisces and Scorpio respectively, and they’re in the Scorpio and Cancer houses.

That’s a ton of feminine current. How does the feminine wield power?

We’ve been taught by these controllers that the feminine has no power. Is that what I’m to notice here? Am I to consider my own beliefs around that? Do I actually believe that?

How does the feminine have power? I’m curious what your thoughts are there, but before you go typing pussy power in my comments, realize again, for those who don’t know this, feminine and masculine do not mean female and male. They mean receptivity and action. These are like two poles of one magnet. We possess both of them and each person, regardless of body, will have a preference toward one or be dead center balanced between the two. The feminine intuitively receives the intel from the ethers and hands it to the masculine who calculates a plan of action and then acts. The two must be together and work together in each person.

Those out of balance toward the feminine can’t do anything for themselves and those out of balance toward the masculine have no fucking clue what to do. So interesting that regardless, both of them must rely on external authorities that the controllers have so graciously provided. Here, here’s an authority to do that for you. Here, here’s an authority to tell you what the information is. Think this and act this way, and if you can’t we have someone to do it for you, our way. Ugh.

How do I come back into alignment with my power? Is this just a deeper alignment with the core frequency of creation, love? I don’t actually have an experience of all this yet, from which to speak! This does not happen often … I usually write after I’ve had the experience of ah-ha I see. But this time I’m writing before. This is the process.

Ok, I don’t need to ramble on here. You can see the variables here as well as I. Send thoughts.