Celebrate the launch of Anjali’s new astrology coloring book, Poetic Meditations for the Astrological Journey: Adult Coloring Book. Enjoy Indian snacks as you take a look at the book, a great holiday gift for yourself or loved one!
Open to everyone. Parking in the garage next to the hotel is free for up to three hours.
About the book: You are invited to color images that express the symbolism of the zodiac signs and show narratives in astrology-themed poetry. Whether you are a beginner to astrology or an advanced learner, this coloring book can be a meditative and fun activity that helps you explore and find meaning in the signs.
We all know what time it is! The Rite Aid pharmacy is one of my favorite places. I only prefer Rite Aid and not the other ones. When I go there, I feel a sense of safety and relief like someone really cares about my well-being. Here is my receipt from a recent trip:
1 RA Epsom salt (they ran out of Dr. Teal’s!) – $5.69
1 Conair 51100VLV brush – $6.09
1 Eucerin Advance Replenish lotion – $11.49
1 Hello toothpaste antiplaque whitening – $5.79
1 Boiron arnicare gel 2.6 oz – $11.29
1 Natrol melatanonin FSTDS (a new experiment)** – $12.49
1 Reese’s peanut butter cup 1.5oz (I normally don’t eat peanuts but once in a while life is too rough to deal with so I enjoy Reese’s) – .88
1 Kidcents contribution (I don’t know how this happened and now every time I buy something I contribute) – .13
subtract $1.75 Eucerin coupon and $6.00 coupon (spend $40 get $6 off)
and the total comes to $47.00 including tax
** this turned out to be a no-no as per acudoc’s orders oops
Unfortunately, I no longer get an additional 10% discount which I enjoyed for quite some time (hence the coupon) but I will continue to support Rite Aid because they gave me 20% off for a long time too!
As I was sitting in Panera maybe like a year or so ago, I had the unfortunate opportunity of having to listen to a tirade by a barista, who I’ve known for quite some time. For a while, we were incredibly friendly with each other, enjoying nice conversations here and there as he came up to my table while I was working.
But then one day he noticed an evolutionary astrology book sitting next to my laptop and stared at it with his nose as if it was a weird looking rat of some sort. I wasn’t in the mood to talk about it but the next time I saw him, I learned he was an anti-Darwinist and mentioned something about human life beginning 5,000 years ago. Our interactions thereon became tense with him just nodding at me if I said hi. I don’t think he liked the look on my face either.
On another visit, I was stopped by him as he helped me with my trash and suddenly began ranting about how China is forcing abortions with their child limit policies and how Hinduism is not a nature based religion, making some point around the need for naturalism? and listening to the mental and emotional needs of a person, the whole person. I spoke up here and said no, you are misinformed. Hinduism is very nature based but was interrupted as he went on and on about this and that and expressed how he was going to get in trouble for ranting on and on but he couldn’t help himself. He just couldn’t shut up and I was trying to practice Silence. I listened too long as usual and eventually excused myself..
I hope my money at Rite Aid is not supporting anti-evolutionaries. Am I hoping this because RA and Panera are located so near each other? Is it because two objects sitting next to each other may have a connection? What?!
We still have an awkward relationship filled with empty stares and silences.
Is this why I am always afraid to go to the dentist? And the eye doctor at times? How many more Sally Hansen face wax strips must I buy!
Last month while at Rite Aid, ‘You Gotta Be’ by Des’ree started playing and I kid you not, I started tearing up. The same song I’ve heard before at RA and every time it just gives me that strength I need.
Neptune retrograde 25° – 22° Pisces: June 28 – Dec 3, 2022
Saturn Retrograde 25° – 18° Aquarius: June 4 – Oct 23, 2022
Uranus in Taurus: feels like forever
When I was seven, eight or nine, I can’t remember which trip it was, my family and I, with my uncle, aunt, cousin and grandma traveled to two holy places in India, where the Goddess is deeply worshipped. The trips were amazing. I have never felt such abundance. We completed our prayers, felt many memorable scenes and then made the long drive back home.
As it goes with being a young kid, you end up having a little too much fun because you feel like it. On the way back, my cousin, sister and I decided to yell at and scare people out the car window as we drove past them. Not sure exactly what prompted this but the feeling of freedom overtook us as our driver drove through the gorgeous sunlight that day. All the kids were in one van with Nani and the rest of the adults were in the other van.
Despite Nani’s protests, I remember yelling at one newlywed couple stuck at the side of the road trying to fix their scooter to watch out for the snake (saap!) behind them. A few people lost control of their bikes. But we complimented one girl on her beautiful buffaloes in the distance. In the light, their almost black coats looked other-wordly.
Needless to say, we ended up having not one but two flat tires. After the first flat, the parents asked us to stop in a nice manner for fear of universal retribution. The second flat tire is what truly made us stop because that was a difficult one to fix and we kids believed our work was truly done. As everyone lazily lounged back with their fantas waiting for the tire to be fixed, I couldn’t help but take in the breathtaking view of a girl across the street tending to her sea of goats in a large field under a serene afternoon into the sunset. That scene has been in the back of my mind forever.
This memory is so vivid in my being right now. Neptune’s Pisces retrograde must be taking me back to a special spiritual moment as I also view how I might have terrorized others as a seven year old (Aquarius). Recently, I found a deep pain in my lower left side has not gone away even after my procedure a few months ago. It has been brutal. I haven’t been able to sit in a chair. Most of my work is done on the sofa with my leg up, random other places around the house (I assure you I’m working) or the Panera cushion I can tolerate at times.
Something in me a few months ago told me to see an endometriosis specialist, a type of person I possibly saw in a google search and/or mentioned in the comments of an endometriosis support group on Facebook I look to at times for connection and then mentioned later on by a doctor in my doctor’s office in a moment of intense throbbing, twisting pain. Thankfully I had already made the appointment before this moment and I waited five and half months to see a specialist at Magee, who confirmed my suspicions. It is likely I have endometrial growths in deeper areas of my pelvis. I will need a procedure that removes them via excision instead of ablation. We will confirm with a different type of pelvic MRI where my vajayjay will be injected with gel (God help me).
I am relieved but devastated. I am always devastated. Everything comes back to me – the missed opportunities, fun and moments I could have had without this wretched disorder. And the simultaneous weighing against what others don’t have and how lucky I am with ‘all the support I could possibly need.’ It’s hard to feel grateful.
There are many women who don’t have their own bathrooms in this world and/or menstrual products. How many times growing up did I waste so much water sitting in the shower hoping the hot temperature would help soothe my pain? How many times have I gone over not being able to work at a conventional place of work where I could have had some more experience and money only to be treated like a second class citizen because I needed a five minute break? I still question whether I belong there.
How many times have I evaluated when and when not I will have the ability to physically do something, anything, only to have my evaluations proven wrong? And dealing with the endless insensitive comments of others, whether they mean it or not, which they often don’t. At the end of the day, as I sit in my comfortable bed with a cup of tea, the thing that has kept me going is gratitude for that darn old bathroom.
What I would do for the eternal joy of being a seven year old under a brilliant sun riding in that car again free of pain, only God knows. What is surprising to me is how I’m unfortunately thinking about the insensitive and turd-like mannerisms of some white people at this moment. Why is this beautiful memory tarnished with this reality? Why am I writing about it in the same post? I’m having trouble synthesizing what is real from what is unreal and find myself saying over and again in my mind throughout the day: UNREAL.
I just had a woman in her late forties whitesplain and appropriate to me about a creative project. In such a crass way. And I hired her! Forget about professionalism, it seems there is some level of ‘informality’ that can be accessed which I can’t imagine occurring with brown people. And I have dealt with a lot of brown people. And what is it that makes an old white, crusty mediator who has had a career and wants you to be a part of his dying career literally say: “you’re family must be so frustrated with you” as he manipulates you to join his ‘firm’ during covid. I don’t want to be a part of your stupid ‘firm’!
As if the other American bullshit isn’t enough to deal with, I remember years ago, this wretched white guy whose kid I tutored asked me to now tutor his niece. After reading my contract (or so they said it was read), which requires payment upfront, the parent did not bring payment to the first session. I then calmly explain in a sentence why I cannot tutor (and his son forgot to bring payment more than once before) and quietly walk away. I was then barraged with voicemails and emails with him calling me a c*** saying I need psychological help. And the contact (white woman! who owns an educational company!) who referred this turd to me, after he complains to the contact, emails me and says ‘I’m not surprised by his complaints.’ She never met me in person and I hardly spoke with her ever.
I’ve seen my mother deal with many Indian people in the course of her business. It sucks seeing people “bargain” with your mother for twenty dollars when they own half a million to million dollar homes. But hey, it doesn’t suck as bad as a thieving ‘mediator’ and being called the c word. This is hate.
It seems to me that whatever that level of informality is or pattern is, it exists. I feel we need to know within ourselves the type of communication and interaction appropriate for each one of us, asserting it with boundaries (Taurus) and endings while watching for the red flags. We must know our limits (Saturn).
You know, some of us don’t walk around calculating how we’re going to behave and what we’re going to say in this world. I don’t think as I interact with the world everyday ‘okay I’m interacting as a woman so this is what I will or will not say.’ I just think and behave naturally. When I’m triggered, a mix of responses come up. Should we constantly be triggered and our minds and bodies under constant duress and stress where we have to be mindful of how we respond to this? The world’s behavior, as one psychology professor put it, ‘has become so very weird.’
The update (Aug 2022) is I have DIE (deep infiltrating endometriosis) which happens often with those with stage IV endo and adenomyosis, all of which has never been addressed since I was a teenager. I’m so glad to have confirmed that I own death. And other great stuff like hydrosalpinx aka pixy stix. I wish the system worked in a way so I could have had the excision laparascopy option years ago, which is fortunately minimally invasive.
Venus Retrograde – 25° – 11° Capricorn, Dec 19 – Jan 29, 2022 Lunar Eclipse 27° Taurus – November 19, 2021, Solar Eclipse 10° Taurus – April 30, 2022
Lunar Eclipse 25° Scorpio – May 16, 2022 Solar Eclipse 2° Scorpio – Oct 25, 2022, Lunar Eclipse 16° Taurus – Nov 8, 2022
Recently, my dad and I went over to a close family friend’s house for Thanksgiving. Our friends have a daughter who is basically like my cousin. We have loved cuddling all our lives and talking about Netflix. There was just one other family invited whom I didn’t know very well – a very nice auntie who had to leave early cause she had to work, uncle and son. But it turned out that even with very few people, it was a very entertaining evening.
We started off the evening with pleasant conversation, delicious snacks and champagne. The three ‘kids’ played games beginning with cards while the parents sang Hindi karaoke songs, loud and clear. We played Rumi and Texas hold ‘em poker. First off, I can’t stand it when people bully you by betting abnormously high in the beginning (and I was forewarned by the uncle who pleasantly boasted about his son’s constant winning streak in life. He honestly was very nice to talk to, exuding warmth, smiliness and gratitude). Well guess what, I’m just gonna end up taking my money back, its equivalent from you and generally end up with more. And then everyone has to quit the game because it’s time to eat. Muaaahhahhhahhahhha.
We moved on to Scattergories for a short period of time because we couldn’t use our brains due to food coma. How are you supposed to come up with food items starting with ‘W’ or ‘D’? Very difficult. We then of course moved on to Monopoly. I have not played this game in so long and enjoyed being the laptop who got to traverse the board numerous times due to rolling doubles a lot and acquiring properties, even ones I didn’t want but ended up buying anyway cause I landed on them repeatedly. I enjoyed collecting small amounts of rent, but not as much as my cousin collected due to her numerous properties, and from guess who, from the beloved son who only had two of them AND it turns out, the uncle, who I realized was also playing.
I thought he was singing with the others but suddenly how many spaces we all had moved in relation to the dice was being thoroughly checked by him. His face turned very serious when his son handed $120 over to me, and respectfully so, because I owned the Electric Company and the other utility. They repeatedly landed on Chance and contributed to Free Parking. I was also laughed at by guess who because I needed change and suggested exchanging a 50 in the parking for some change from the bank. Somehow we aren’t allowed to do that. He kept laughing and looking at me and I quietly questioned in my head yet again how I end up in these situations. I just smiled at the other player, sharing in the understanding of this totally absurd moment.
Needless to say, I should have expected an Indian uncle whose family is in the top 1% highest income category in the United States to be incredibly and visibly upset that his son had little money and not enough properties. If it was ten years ago, I would have been really irked by this team offering to buy one of my properties for $200 when I just bought it for $180. Really how much work must you be really doing in life and how hungry could you possibly think I am that I would just want a $20 ‘profit’ from this exchange. Sometimes those with more just don’t understand the correct exchanges. I counteroffered by saying he could buy it from me for a $1000 and for the other player it would be $600. The suggestion was also enthusiastically made to do a trade with the other player and collect rents, but it reeked of money laundering and I went into shock.
After having our necks breathed down on and only a couple glasses of alcohol because you’re around family, it was time for the game to end and certain people to leave. What was once a warm, smiley uncle turned into a low energy and concerned one but who left amicably and who we nevertheless had compassion for. Even being annoyed, I was unable to control my inner laughter, sending emojis and texts to my cousin afterwards. We wanted to send him sore loser gifs like ‘Don’t be Upsetti, Eat Some Spaghetti’ and that handsome black guy doing a crying face.
This is how the Universe works. It brings scenes into the grand play of your life of what’s about to unfold and what will come up. A lot of people will be excited.