The Gathering - An Evening Edition
- May 23, 2016
- 2 min read

Welcome to an evening edition of The Gathering. I've been thinking a lot this week about the future and so I wanted to share this with you.
On May 2, 2016 Jonathan Cainer passed away. He was an astrologer, and for over a decade I read what he wrote. There are many people who shake their heads at the idea of the moon, stars and planets impacting us, and furthermore someone interpreting those impacts.
But whether you believe in them or not, I’ve read Jonathan Cainer’s Gemini forecasts for years. They kept me coming back with their knowledge of the stars’ movements and the impacts, along with his often far too accurate observations, and insightful advice; none of which proves that horoscopes are real or not. If nothing else, powerful insights and the sending of good advise, good no matter what the star alignment.
I was never one of those people to follow blindly, but it fascinates me. His passing, after so many years of reading, left me with a very distinct feeling of a shift in the universe.
On May 2, I hadn’t heard of his passing yet, but I posted this on my blog page on Facebook.
"Being able to predict the future is a desirable power to have, but to be able to look back on the past and learn from it, is far more powerful. The future is very easy to predict if you've learned nothing from your past." - some witch...ok me.
Funny, I thought in hindsight. I don’t know if I ever even thought about a day when I wouldn’t be able to read his horoscopes. Of course, he has written forecasts into the future and so I read them now with new eyes. It is a funny connection we’re now exposed to – I’ve never met this person, or had a conversation with him, but there was...is a connection there.
I think we all usually feel like we have a pretty good balance on understanding there is a lot we can’t know yet, and feeling as though we are fairly certain of how some things will go. But every now again we are hit with a spell of not knowing much, when even the foreseeable future is foggy. But I suppose even the tiny seeds don’t know they will blossom into roses, they just grow.
There are plenty of things we may not know and want to, but things have a way of revealing themselves just when we need them to. Or at least this is what I’d better start to tell myself now that one of my guides is no longer writing.




















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