Here in Aqualand – which is a little like Lalaland only slightly more surreal – anything can, and usually does happen. For instance, we have the Wolf Moon in February. In many parts of the world, the Wolf Moon is the Full Moon in January, but not here. Luna Lupa is the name we Residents of Aqua have for the February Full Moon. Incidentally, the name for the Full Moon in March is the Aqua Moon, a fact that I have never before mentioned.
Many visitors to my blog will know that I live in Cheshire, a leafy-green county in North West England. They also know that I live in a whopping great mansion house, named, aptly, Aqua Mansion. The Mansion is surrounded by luxurious grounds, referred to as the grinds. There are trees aplenty that surround the Mansion, although back in January 2011 somebody came along and removed quite a lot of the trees, leaving stumps in their places. Luckily, over time, somebody else has come back and returned the trees, or planted new ones, and the grinds once again look like a fantasy forest. When the leaves start to appear they really do take on a magical edge.
Out in the grinds, there is a large open area, where all sorts of gatherings take place. Some of these gatherings are for the creatures of the night: vampires, werewolves and zombies, and other monsters, who, usually twice a year, get together for some kind of ritual or celebration. On other occasions, gangs of teenagers gather for whatever gangs of teenagers do, and the odd rock festival takes place. Luckily, I move into the East Wing when I know these concerts are there, so I can’t hear them. Give me the monsters any day, as they don’t make as much noise. Not that the festivals are noisy, I must add, just because they seem to go on for a fortnight.
I was born in March. I was born on the thirteenth. I was born in 1968. And I was born just before midnight. If I’d hung on a few more minutes, I’d have been born in a completely different day. If this had happened, things would most certainly have been different. But, things always happen for a reason. Destiny and Fate ensure that we are where we are – and when we are – for the simple reason that the fabric of the space-time continuum would cease to exist if we weren’t there. Now there’s true power for you! Each one of us is keeping things ticking along just by being here. We don’t have to do anything, but we can if we want to.
I’m a Piscean. A Piscean born in the Age of Aquarius. A water sign born in the age of the sign of the water carrier. A Piscean with a birthstone of aquamarine. And a Piscean with a blog name of Aquatom (Just in case you weren’t aware or had forgotten. But you can call me Tom… Tom’s fine!). I live inland, but love being by water. I like rivers, lakes, oceans. I also like the rain. I found this poem on the web, which relates to the birthstone very well:
A March born shall always be
Soothed by Aqua, gem of sea
This mermaid’s treasured stone you wear
Will bring happiness, love, affection and care.
The most treasured colour of aquamarine, apparently, is sky blue. And I am always looking out into the skies, starwatching, daydreaming, or just looking and thinking. I have many dreams of flying, which indicates another of my ‘pulls’ to the sky.
But, this is a post about Aqualand, not Aquatom, although I am very much part of this land, and it me. Ley Lines run beneath the Mansion. Catacombs lie beneath the Mansion. The cellar is just under the Mansion. And I love living on the top floor of my Mansion. All on different levels, and that, too, is how my mind works. I like to think that I’m level-headed, but sometimes I’m not so sure. Well, I have a lot of Inner Personalities living inside of me, who try to take over guide me from time to time. They provide interesting thoughts, I don’t mind saying!
I mentioned earlier that I live in Cheshire, which is true. I also live on the Cheshire – Surreal Reality border, in fact part of the Mansion actually crosses this border, and at certain times of the year / month / week / day / minute aspects of this most mystical of realms become very apparent. Even more so when the energies from the Ley are heightened. Like today…
The Mansionic Perspective 
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