The White Horse

 In my last post to this blog, I wrote:

Still there is something eerie about the broken thong. In two recent dreams I had been barefoot and then suddenly, this morning and in "real life", I was barefoot again by force of circumstances. The incident serves to blur the divide between "dream life" and "real life". For some reason, the two have overlapped and it would seem that my psyche is trying to tell me something. Is it to go barefoot and heal myself and others? Am I being too literal?

That division between "dream life" and "real life" continues to blur. Last night, I dreamt that I was guiding a white horse into the lift/elevator of a tall building. I succeeded in getting the horse in without difficulty and the horse and I ascended in the lift. There were a couple of other people present but they remained anonymous. That's all I can recall.

The next afternoon, I was describing the dream to my grand-daughter as we were driving to the bank. There in front of us was a small brown horse that a man was attempting to guide across the road. I stopped the car and allowed the man and the horse to cross. Synchronicity like this tells us that there's something in the air.

After the bank, my grand-daughter and I spent some time in Starbucks. When we returned home, I took the dog for a walk but I slipped as I began to descend the front steps of our house. The maid had recently washed the steps and they were still slippery. I fell backwards heavily and bounced down the five or so steps. Though I was initially shocked, I recovered quickly and sustained no apparent injuries.

I was sufficiently recovered to not only go for a walk with the dog but afterwards my grand-daughter and I also went for a longer half-hour walk. During the course of our walk, we passed a woman on a motorcycle with a baby and young child seated in front of her. She had come down a side street and was about to pull out into heavy traffic. None had helmets. I remarked to my grand-daughter that in Australia, she would have been quickly surrounded by half-a-dozen police cars. I had no sooner said this than we noticed a police car parked directly in front of us. The synchronicity was thus still at work. The car's number plate was B 128209 VII.

Meher Baba is sometimes called the White Horse Avatar described as follows:

"Kalki is the next Avatar of Vishnu. He is yet to appear and when he does He will appear, riding his white horse and wielding a shiny sword, at the end of the Kaliyuga, the dark age through which we are passing. This is considered to be the age of suffering, darkness and doom. His task will be to end the evil and restore the Dharma. Thus will begin a new cycle, again will start the Satyayuga or the age of truth and righteousness.”

The night before I had started reading Bhau Kalchuri's "Lord Meher" again. I had read about the lives of Hazrat Babajan, Narayan Maharaj and Sai Baba. Looking the transiting aspects to my natal chart, I notice that transiting Chiron was in 9°15' Aries at 7am this morning and it is 9°17' as of 7pm when I'm creating this post. I'd written previously about the influence of Chiron in a post to my astrology blog. It's interesting to note that the mythological Chiron was a centaur, half man and half horse. 

In my natal chart, Mars is in 9°16' of Aries and Venus is in 9°10' Aries, with a consequent midpoint of 9°13'. Transiting Chiron would have been on precisely this point when I had the white horse dream. Transiting Uranus is in 9°13' Taurus. Figure 1 shows the chart as presented on my astrological blog, showing transits as of April 2nd 2021:

Figure 1

So I'm not sure what's going on but something is, so all I can do is to monitor the situation. Chiron of course is the Wounded Healer and so I'll continue experimenting with healing, especially while this planetary body remains so prominent in my chart.