A MercX story. 

Yesterday I got stuck in a group text nightmare. There were around 28-30 people in it. It was spam. No one knew anyone or even why. But my phone is dinging and buzzing off the desk every time someone sends a 'take me out of this thing' text back to them.

While this is happening, I am looking through my phone trying to find a way out of this. I get in my settings to try to block, or remove, or get out.... and I find two choices. Blocked numbers... I look. I see so many. But they are all spam numbers. I see another choice, blocked messages. Oh, here we go...... 

I love android. I cannot stand the iPhone or to use it under any circumstance. There are so many features on this phone I will never use, and this is one I have never looked at. Why would I? I didn't even know I had it. This feature saves ALL text messages sent to you even if you have texting blocked. I did not know this. Had no reason to. Until I stumble upon it then. 

Oh Fuck. 

I find a lot of messages in there and they are all from mutables. Why? Because mutables want the last word. They want to say the thing. They want to say the one thing that is going to set you off and cause their downfall LOL They cannot help it. There is no way to stop them from communicating. 

I have had different times I have tuned the text feature off my phone. After my DIL died was one of them. I found a beautiful message from Elsa at Christmas time and while I just got a chance to read it, it is greatly appreciated. She knows how bad I was suffering. 

I also turned it off after my mother passed. But after she was finally cremated. If anyone remembers she was held in a box for over a month while the sisters grim fought each other to the death... the Gemini, the Gemini rising, the two Virgos. The mutables. And there I find... the two-year-old text messages. 

Oh LordT. Shit they would NEVER say to my face. I am so grateful I did not see those messages during that time that I had just lost both parents. 

I show them to my husband. He said OMG... listen now, let it go. He stops dead in front of me and says.... YOU KNOW YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE TO LET THIS GO....right? I said.... I am not so sure about that. He said, then let me do it. Let this go. I said you mean to tell me I have to see this trash that is in my phone FOR NO REASON and let it go..... 

Here he comes this morning because he knows me (haha he is a mutable lol) and says YOU ARE GOING TO LET THAT GO, RIGHT? He knows my mind is plotting their demise in 10 years ..... haha 

And then the man with the grounded moon says... here is the thing. It happened two years ago, and you did not respond. I know them. That drove all of them nuts that they could not get a rise out of you. You win. 

I am going to try to let this be over. A couple of those trash messages were so scathing that I may have to make sure something is around the corner for at least two of them. Nothing a little public humiliation out of nowhere can't correct. You know I went to work. Immediately found one of them has a mugshot for a DUI. I could pluck that job right out from under her. Rubbing my hands together. Two of them literally gave their children away. I can't even type what one of them has going on... the two anti-everything ones. Going on about children... didn't bother to raise their own. I have a books worth of trash slinging trash.... 

Okay, so I have graduated. I won't do it. BUT... I am sharing the mind of a Scorpio with you. When you fuck one, be prepared to get fucked back, hard. They will do it if it takes 25 years. I do not say this for anyone to fear another person or to make them loathe them. Just leave people alone. 

I did not deserve those nasty messages. I was trying help my mother get her desires met as she had paid for her final resting place and deserved her wishes to be met. I had no interest in fighting a will... that was all of them. They knew she had money, and they wanted it. 

Last. One of the text threads was from a water sign. A Cancer. My mother. I am crying as I type this. It says..... I want you to know that you were so much fun to have as a daughter. I know I was hard on you but look how strong you are today. So, I don't take it back. You will always be my baby girl. And I love you more than anyone on this earth. They are taking me back now, and I am scared. I've loved being your mom, love, momma. 

My mother died right after that text. Two years after her death she found a way to contact me to let me know what she didn't get to say. I got my visit. You can't tell me this was a fluke. Or a mistake. Or an accident. It was my mother showing me who everyone actually is, giving me caution, teaching me self-control, and letting me know that she loved me. 

The mutables are safe for now haha 🤣 

I got everything I needed from that mess even if I was seething and plotting at first LOL 

Your loved ones do find a way to contact you after they pass. I got a visit from my momma on what is coming up as the two-year anni of my parents' death. This is so profound for me. So deep and meaningful. 

I hear you, Mom. I love you too. 

(PS... if you took any of this the wrong way please read it again. It's not meant to insult anyone. I raised mutables. They are the loves of my life! This is actually a MercX story about how my mother found a way to give me a little peace of mind after a very painful time in my life. That is all. I love all the energies... every single one of them) 

Someone wrote me with this mutable stuff. I meant, sea rather than a set change.  I'm not a bad writer but I better proofread. Also, what is a yod.

This was my response:

"No, I meant set change. Best to google, "yod". I know I makes tons of mistakes all the time, I suspect I'm a better writer than they realize."

I am not mad. I think this is funny as shit.

I usually tell people who send me stuff like this, "I make a lot of mistakes and will continue to, so if it bothers you greatly, I'd unsub."

I really don't think people get me at all.

This is shocking. I talk to my husband on the road, on his way how.  How are you? How's your mother?  How's your sisters (who call every day).  He fills me on what's happening with everyone. Today, he told me his sister found her grandson... doing the same thing he did (psychic) when he was a kid! Exactly, the same thing.

She asked him how long it would take him to outgrow it.  He said, "I don't know."

I mean, he's been doing it, pretty much daily, for more than 50 years.  He got in trouble as a child so quit talking about it.  They have no earthly idea, this has gone on and goes on.

My husband is pretty sure, he is in fact, doing the same thing he does, which is really something, as he doesn't know anyone else who does this.  He's told me before, he may be the only one. The boy is about nine or so.  He's shutting himself in a room to do this.

To fill in for new people, he thinks Patton and Joan of Arc did something similar.   He, with his riding crop and she with her flag.

It hit me, people no longer expect to get along with others. Maybe it's always been this way. If so, news to me. It seems sad to me.

I don't think I could do this job without the expectation of connecting.

Taurus and their memory.  My husband is sitting here, bitching about, Pam Cooper, who would not let him nap as he preferred,  while in 1st grade.

Just got off the phone with my dear friend who is Deaf. She actually lacked access to language for most of her childhood, and only learned American sign language as a teen, so the communication barrier is monumental. I can use basic sign language when we are together, but utilizing "video relay service" is the best way for us to discuss deeper more complex topics. She can see the interpreter signing ASL on a screen, while I talk to them in English on the phone. We do this fairly often to talk about her personal struggles, and I do my best to offer advice... Her trauma is immense. So few people have the capacity to understand where she came from or what she's bee through or how far she has come in this life, but somehow I do. I've known her for 15 years and she trusts me. It's mind boggling to think about all of the different humans that have helped me not just communicate with my friend, but coach her through extraordinarily difficult circumstances, and allowed our relationship to thrive all these years. I don't know how to thank them, but I am just so grateful for every one of those interpreters! 

Mars conj Jupiter in Gemini right now, transiting my Chiron opp Saturn.