Thoughts by Another Human: a podcast where I (usually) share thoughts that may help you change the way you view life in a positive way; in a way that makes your life feel better; in a way that… as soon as you finish listening to this, life feels different in a beautiful, magical, amazing way…

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I don’t know. That’s just my intention with this podcast…

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But…

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You know, this is Thoughts by Another Human, and as a human being, I have my own life and things going on that are more than just astrology, or helping you, or doing this podcast in general. I have a life, a family, other things going on.

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I made an episode a few months back, episode #14 to be precise, where I talked about how my grandmother wasn’t doing well. The astrological energy I read was she was giving up… she was ready to transcend from this life into another reality where she was with her favorite being.

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God.

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That’s who my grandmother was in her lifetime here; for as long as I’ve known her (29 years) she was very religious and all about God. So devoted to the Ultimate being who created this entire fucking Universe.

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She was devoted to the person/being/entity/energy/thought-form who gave her her life.

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She is reunited with Them.

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I thought she would pass way sooner than she did… but she did end up passing. Without going into too many details, her life was not the best of lives. I would say from a teenager on, her life was filled with so much suffering, sadness, and confusion, while also forcing her to be strong in those lifelong moments of suffering. She remained, or at least acted as if none of it bothered her. She remained strong, but I know she wanted different.

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She needed different.

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She had her kids she loved and her grand-kids she loved maybe a smidge less than her kids; but even with all that love, she just went through so much. As much as it’s sad her last few years were filled with mostly misery with the occasional laugh and occasional fun time and moment of peace (she really did try hard to remain peaceful), in the end she just wanted to go.

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So, I’m glad she did.

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I’m glad she’s truly at peace and no longer suffering from the shit we have to deal with in order to learn and progress and transcend. She’s no longer in pain. She’s no longer sitting in hospital beds dealing with people who truly didn’t give one entire fuck about her even though that’s what their entire job is… taking care of other human beings and doing your best and doing what you were taught to do to heal someone.

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But you know what... when you start from a place where you’re not actually taught how to heal someone but instead how to teeter them to where you’re making money while also not necessarily killing someone…

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Listen, I didn’t want to go down this path as my family is currently going through and processing death that had to do with hospital negligence, but this is Thoughts by Another Human after all and my thoughts are this: they did not give one entire fuck.

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That’s what I’ve noticed these past five years. Since 2020, (many) people have been giving less and less fucks about one another to the point where they'd rather give someone something that has more side effects and fatal consequences than it does healing effects because they don’t want to be bothered with the responsibility of taking care of another human being even though that’s their literal job. That’s what they chose to do for a living.

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As someone who’s actually a healer and truly does care about humans as a whole and wants us to live lives that are fucking beautiful and feel good to where you wake up and you’re so happy you’re here… where you know how to take care of yourself and be healthy… I am disgusted with the treatment of allopathic medicine.

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I am disgusted.

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You know, I'm not someone who cries (publicly) or someone who immediately gets emotional when I receive news a loved one has passed (although I feel that’ll be very different when that’s my partner, but… besides that!); it takes me time to feel things and process and go through the thoughts that flood my brain 24/7, but especially when something as big as death happens. Sometimes it makes me feel like I’m a robot who doesn’t live human life the way it’s supposed to be lived… maybe I’m not connected to my emotions the way other people are.

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It takes me time to see things, feel things, understand things.

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So, I just sit and take time to myself. Sometimes I’ll go on drives… anything to do with flowing through the air whether that’s driving or flying on a plane or riding a bike or even going on a walk… but, it takes me time to process death and grief.

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But, maybe that’s just me.

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I don’t know, like I said when I read the decumbiture chart when she first entered the hospital, it was already looking like it was time for her to go… she was ready to go. She no longer had the fight and she was at peace with dying and passing from this life to another.

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May she live on in such peace. Surrounded by so much love.

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To Beverly, may your soul live on in love and peace and whatever the fuck beautiful, amazing things happen in the next realm. May you be reunited with your Ultimate love.

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