April 17, 2025
Sun in 3, Earth in 50
(My birthday week)
I am not typically someone who cries.
I think crying was scared out of me as a kid.
Or shamed out of me.
I typically have more of a stoic protective shield that can navigate wounds or perceived assaults.
Maybe from having five older brothers?
Or from being a verified crybaby as a kid…
Look at me funny, sing the song the Red Red Robin goes bop bop boppin’ along…
I’d go running to my room…destroyed.
Don’t get me wrong…
I’m not opposed to crying at all.
I admire people who can show their hurt feelings.
My sister, for one.
She wears her heart on her sleeve.
I love that about her.
Her open vulnerability.
Her authenticity.
For me, tears come –
When I am touched or moved…
When I’m in the presence of beauty or truth.
Then my well-crafted barrier comes crashing down…
A tender rawness rips me open…
Unhinges me.
There is no holding back…
Nor the desire to.
I cherish those moments.
I think that is one of the reasons I treasure Relational Presence.
Being with people in their authenticity opens me up…
Allows me to connect with myself in ways I can’t often reach on my own.
Today was something altogether different.Today one of the practitioners in the Advanced Training class said something in our regular Relational Presence check-in that landed in me.
(And yes, though we honor not speaking what was shared, I have her permission to share).
Marston, who is going through her own personal transformational portal, said:
Make room for magic.
Make room for magic.
I felt the whole room open up when she said it.
Space.
Space for the unknown.
Space for the quantum field to do it’s thing.
So when Kaycee, after a year of being in the Advanced Training, gave a Human Design session in front of the class to complete her Practitioner Certification….
I watched in awe.
The magic.
The gift she gave…
(And of course, she told us she was a bit nervous/self-conscious.
But that’s not what we saw.)
She made room for the magic.
She asked questions, then reflected the Human Design chart back to the client from what she had heard.
Kaycee made room for the magic.
Allowing the client to have her revelations…
Made room for the client to shift her perception of herself…
To honor the Queen (uc Moon in Gate 45) that she was.
Magical.
Elegance.
Grace.
When the client had left the zoom room we gave Kaycee feedback.
Things like:
“Lovely job of helping her be seen.
Made her safe to be herself.
Love how you engaged her.
I felt like she walked away feeling lifted.”
As I shared my feedback –
Brilliant, beautiful…
I started to choke up.
I felt not tears…but a GIANT SOB threatening to come out.
Where did that come from?
My feelings of awe and beauty a tsunami crashing down that hidden barrier.
Then it happened.
The sky opened.
Kaycee sobbed.
Overcome with gratitude for the journey she had been on with us.
The work she had done with Pali.
How her life had changed through the program.
How she had come home to herself.
Finding Human Design in the way that I taught it…
Yes.
I felt the same gratitude for the transformation Kaycee had given herself.
Tears flooded my face.
That raw tenderness.
That almost unbearable love permeated the field.
Make room for the magic.
Indeed.
Blessings on your path
Robin
I’ll get back to you on the Sun in 3, Earth in 50…
