Birth

I was born in a refugee camp, not in a hospital. I do not have a birth certificate that tells when I was born. Astrology is fascinating but my day of birth was just an accurate as possible estimate. I appreciate that my father took the time to consider this moment. I know of scenarios where some families all have the same birthday to make paperwork easy, the month and the day are the same, only the year is different.

October 22 is considered Libra but also Libra-Scorpio cusp. Because I have a curious mind I did sometimes read about Scorpio. Scorpio aligns with me as well. It was not until recent that I learned to consider our rising, moon and ascendent signs as well as our sun sign. Some of these aspects are missing in my chart due to the lack of knowing exactly what day and time I was born.

When my family came to the United States, I was a little over a year old. The steward on the airplane gave my mother a diaper for me and my mother did not know what to do with it. The steward showed my mother what to do by demonstrating on me, likely with some language, too but my mother would not have understood the language at the time, whatever the language was. It would take years for my mother to learn her English through watching television and taking a few adult English classes at a local non-profit organization. My mother loved television and knew what time it was depending on what was on. She would often set her routines around her television shows until she got ill.

Life is the soul of us and our bodies are what we wear. If you’ve seen a dead body, especially someone you know at a personal level, it is quite apparent. My mother shifted on December 25, 2018 out of her physical body. When I saw her in preparation for her funeral some time later, I almost did not recognized her. It was her but without her soul life. She would not open her eyes and I would no longer hear her voice, even if just to verify who I was.

There is a saying that life is short but to me, life in a body is short because of the limitations set on that particular body by the consciousness of that person, especially when the conscious mind overrides the subconscious mind. The ego sabotages. Where intuition should be followed it is often ignored or not tuned in to. There is power in the subconscious mind. The human body has the ability to heal itself. The body needs alignment and balance so that energy and vibration can flow.

These are my stats today from WHOOP. I have been using WHOOP for 608 days. It has provided me lots of data and I get to know myself better over time and progress monitoring. I have not had a consistent family doctor in my life so being able to take charge of my health is beneficial to me. According to my documented day of birth that my father put down on paper, I am 47. According to WHOOP’s data analysis, my age is 36.2.

I use WHOOP along with other apps. I have the WHOOP 5.0 so if you are also using WHOOP but have not upgraded, I do recommend it.

In my family, diabetes type 2 is common. Both of my parents underwent dialysis and suffered from kidney diseases before they shifted. Many of my siblings, if not all, are in different stages of diabetes. I do not have diabetes nor am I pre-diabetic but this is a conscious choice that I made 1,962 days ago. I am an active person but I am also careful about what I consume. I am proud of my self-care progress but this kind of care is not taught nor is it really supported or seen in the right way. People encouraged and supported me when I began but after a year or two my progress seems oblivious and perhaps even triggering. As mentioned in a previous post, my data posts are glossed over. I do not need anyone to continue cheering me on, my progress can fluctuate at times but it is steady in trend towards good health. I celebrate by continuing my activities. My mobility is my prize. I get to exercise. It is not chore but a way of being that I enjoy. Instead of going to a gym, I go out into the beauty of Mother Nature where there is fresh air and other natural grounding elements.

The life of a soul is long. It undergoes many iterations of new bodies and experiences. Indigenous cultures treat creatures of the earth and life in general with this respect. In my Hmong heritage, there is a belief that if you could not be with someone in this life, there may be an opportunity in another life.