tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26974492.post1933549820149867069..comments2024-03-28T18:54:13.800-04:00Comments on alien romances: A Little Something Came Up Part IIRowena Cherryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11839386556697211986noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26974492.post-33940314324871642602008-04-08T13:06:00.000-04:002008-04-08T13:06:00.000-04:00Anna:I've answered you directly, but I do hope we'...Anna:<BR/><BR/>I've answered you directly, but I do hope we'll be seeing your login here more often. <BR/><BR/>Jacqueline Lichtenberg<BR/>http://www.simegen.com/jl/Jacqueline Lichtenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01613040740264804278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26974492.post-55738518790533027192008-04-03T13:54:00.000-04:002008-04-03T13:54:00.000-04:00Hi, Anna,What a powerful story. I do hope the plan...Hi, Anna,<BR/><BR/>What a powerful story. I do hope the planetary aspects become more favorable soon!<BR/><BR/>Best wishes,<BR/>Rowena CherryRowena Cherryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11839386556697211986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26974492.post-10311332155809956302008-04-03T13:36:00.000-04:002008-04-03T13:36:00.000-04:00My name is Anna, I just read Ms. Lichtenberg's com...My name is Anna, I just read Ms. Lichtenberg's comments on The Bourne Identity,and how one's Natal Pluto position relates to one's ability to "survive" life's blows...Your description of the way Pluto and Saturn work, together, brought back a very recent "crisis" in my own life. Here it is: I accepted a teaching position at the St. Francis Indian School, on the Rosebud Sioux Reservation, in South Dakota. I left my Chicago residence and headed out to SD, with only my clothes, a few of my books. My daughter drove me there. I knew I had a Pluto Transit of my Fourth House "comming UP"...I went anyway...I needed a job, had been unemployed for six months...no offers in Chicago... We got as far as La Cross, Wisconsin, just over the Mississippi bridge, and the alternator "went"... the car stalled...I had a deadline to meet in St. Francis, SD, so we had the alternator fixed. We made it just in time for me to start my new job teaching , the next day. <BR/>The Gifted and Talented coordinator, let's call her Jean, did not mention the fact that the program "requirements" had been altered and all the students had to be retested into the program... Instead of teaching,I ended up testing students for the various categories in the program...It was not what I had "signed up for " , but I cooperated. No choice, I had signed a contract, and I'm a stickler for contracts, my word...on the line. For the next two months I tested students I hardly met, and who wondered "who the hell I was, anyway"...I got sick...threw up, thought it was the cafeteria food. Went home. Was sick some more...To make a long story short, I had to be taken to The Indian Health Services, in Rosebud, in an ambulance, half unconscious, in the middle of the night, a week or so later. In the ambulance, a very nice man asked me if I had "any Indian bloodin me?" I found the strength to joke: "Is Jewish blood OK?" The man laughed and said " Yes, but...the Rosebud Hospital is for Native Americans only..." I woke up with a ten inch cut across my lower abdomen and a tube attached to my arm, in Winner Regional Hospital, South Dakota...Pluto had just entered my Fourth House, by transit...I have Pluto in the First House, in Leo, conjunct the Ascendant...<BR/>The doctor and nurses were very good to me, but when the time came to go home ... well, no one was available...although some had promise to take me home, among those my supervisor, Jean. Again, Pluto helped, I found someone to take me back to St. Francis, after eight hours of "looking". The recovery process was almost two months, and I had the "lovely" news to get used to: Anna has Crohn's Disease. An incurable, immune system defficiency (malfunction?) due to stress. I spoke to my supervisor about gradual return to work. The brain was "willing", the body...well, that was a very different story. I had never been so week, so lost and unable to care for myself in my entire life...I thought it couldn't get any worse, but it did... I found out that the school's insurance did not cover short term disability, so the only way to pay my rent and utilities would be to ask my new colleagues to "donate" sick leave to me... I really didn't know any of my co-workers, I'd only been there two months when I had collapsed... But some teachers did donate, and I did have just enough, somehow. If I paid for gas, my Lakota co-workers would take me to the doctor's appointments, in Winner, an hour from St. Francis, or to do grocery shopping, in Valentine, another hour from home. Time slowed down to a crawl. Two months are a very long time in an unknown place, with unknown people, in a hard situation...but I somehow "came out of it" and went back to work. Of course, teaching on the Reservation, as a 'White Woman", was not exactly stress-free, on the contrary. I thanked God and everyone who "pitched in" besides God, that this Pluto Transit had passed and they helped me through it. I did my job, lived through the first year of Reservation teaching, and ...ENTERED MY SATURN RETURN year...Yes, that's the way it happened, I got fired "right on time", at the exact start of the Saturn Return (a Second House Saturn, Karmic memories, "debts to pay", one's values, and material possessions...). On my 57th birthday, I found out that "my contract to teach has not been renewed". Had to pack my bags and go home, a month later...school ends in May.<BR/>What I learned? I learned that I'll do anything to be independent, not a burden to my children, or the landlady, and that people are AFTER ALL, MUCH NICER THAN THEY KNOW THEMSELVES TO BE, and nicer than I thought. I certainly hoped that was true, since I always believed people ARE BASICALLY GOOD, one only has to get that GOODNESS out o' people, in TIME... I also learned that other people can be quite oblivious to suffering, particularly "once removed" (not someone they "know") suffering...Perhaps the kids who watched me crawl back to school, I could hardly walk for quite some time, perhaps they had a different view of me now... I could not imagine just what that might be, since the Lakota are a very withdrawn , not talkative folk...<BR/>Pluto has "haunted" me all my life and this was just the latest "adventures in consciousness" He offered for me to reflect on... I'm now "roundig up" this very trying DUET of Saturn and Pluto, singing me into my next life , yes it feels like this is not a continuation, but a next, different life I'm entering. Dear Jaqueline, I'm so greatful for your Sci-Fi column in the Monthly Aspectarian, I've been reading it for ten years. Your sharp insights into both Tarot and Astrology have helped me tremendously! I had a real great Tarot teacher, Lucy Saxman, who had encouraged me to write (Mercury conjunct Midheaven and Sun in Aries in the Ninth), but the only thing I have written so far have been a million letters to my friends in Romania (where I'm from) Israel,(where I liveda and went to college) Boulder, co. (where I also lived and went to more college). The other thing I wrote, out of necessity, was a bio for my children, so they stop asking if I'm a Hungarian Jew or a Romanian gipsy woman...The bio reveals a lot of events I'm not proud of, so the nausea of, shall we say past cognitions is now in full swing... I had to stop writing and go back to your book "Never Cross a Palm With Silver", to re-examine the set of values, mine as well as the culture I grew up in... That's where I am "at" now, sort of stuck. I also read the 10 of Pentacles essy you published, "cake's in the oven" which helped identify the point (?) in my life which I am at. Perhaps the bio could be a sci/fi story, but I really don't know how to distance myself from the character...myself, enough to garb it in other-than-me...Any suggestions?<BR/><BR/>Thank you for being a guide and a teacher to me, even as you did not know it, for over ten years...Anna at annsareth@yahoo.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26974492.post-34422414461641329092008-04-02T17:26:00.000-04:002008-04-02T17:26:00.000-04:00Kimber an:Oh, yes, and finding "your" story is hal...Kimber an:<BR/><BR/>Oh, yes, and finding "your" story is half the trick to founding a writing career. <BR/><BR/>Of course, through time, your story will change because you've told some of it.<BR/><BR/>Jacqueline Lichtenberg<BR/>http://www.simegen.com/jl/Jacqueline Lichtenberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01613040740264804278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26974492.post-56223821543877049822008-04-01T15:52:00.000-04:002008-04-01T15:52:00.000-04:00Great stuff, Jacqueline. I just ran down the same...Great stuff, Jacqueline. I just ran down the same thing in very different words last week when I reviewed ASK AGAIN LATER by Jill A. Davis. It's Women's Fiction. There's a zillion different ways to tell the same story.<BR/>;)Kimber Lihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03982239712083114488noreply@blogger.com