The Power (2023)

My daughter, Rosanna, suggested this show. On Saturday night, we watched the first four episodes (of nine). The premise was ‘interesting’ since it showed what would happen if young women grew a new organ that produced electricity in their bodies. It turns out that they can pass this new physical growth to older women, too. Suddenly, men, who have been ‘in control’ for so long, now find themselves at the mercy of these women. It doesn’t take very long before some of those same men die..

It’s all well and fine to remember that this series is ‘fantasy’, even science fiction, but the effect can spill over into your dreams, as it did for me early Sunday morning. In a rather unusual sequence, I was dreaming that a young woman was blocking my exit from a situation. As I tried to move her out of my way, I fell out of bed, hitting my right eyebrow on the bedside table, cutting a straight line across it, and gashing my knees on the floor. To say I was shaken up a bit would be an understatement.

This selfie, that I took yesterday morning, shows how black my eyelid has become. It isn’t sore, but it looks horrible, at least to me. (And, yes, I am a little bit vain, if I’m being honest with you.)

This is the exact timing of my fall, as I remember it. It could have happened slightly earlier, but that’s the time I saw when I looked at the clock. (You will see why I have written that, when compared to my birth chart.)

The event Ascendant is just over 5° from my natal Uranus (the planet of sudden moves). There is a Yod pointing at my Mars/Neptune/Midheaven/South Node conjunction, formed by inconjuncts to the event Jupiter and the event Midheaven. It feels like something that was waiting to happen. (My natal Sun is conjunct the event Part of Fortune, and the event Sun is conjunct my own Part of Fortune.) To say I was lucky to not lose my right eye is absolutely true. Sometimes, Jupiter can be a lucky charm for me.