Dear reader,
Lately I’ve been thinking about independent events that happen at the same time and the connecting threads that can bring them together in strange ways. I’ll tell you a little story about two completely separate events that happened in my life at the same time that prompted this meditation and the wisdom that the universe taught me.
First, I need to give you some background. As you know, on April 20th I broke my left leg, the tibia (or shin bone). The break was under the knee cap. (I wrote about this in my June letter, but you may not have seen it.)
It happened in a remote area of Simi Valley, about 75 miles from Los Angeles. After I went to dinner, I called an Uber to go back to the ranch where I was talking at the resort. The driver stopped for a minute and as I walked towards the handle, he suddenly moved the car forward about 12 inches. I fell backwards onto the concrete, hitting my left foot on the concrete and injuring my tailbone. It was an accident and it was no one’s fault.
I have a lot of bleeding in my left leg, I was born and I can’t be operated on because it’s too dangerous. The condition also affected the bone – I was born without marrow in this leg, so I broke it five times. The last time I broke this leg, my doctor in New York (where I live) operated, but the operation was very complicated and dangerous. It’s a miracle I made it – the doctor told me we should never go into this leg. I am always in danger because the bone is as fragile as an egg. I broke this leg five times.
I’ll have to give you a little more detail to understand my mysterious experiences, but I hope you’ll stay with me. Later I will give special information about your forecast for July and a note about my research, which you can help me with.
As a child, I would spend eight weeks in bed without moving an inch. About once a year my left leg started hurting on its own and without warning and no one could figure out what was wrong. I was suffering for eight weeks in bed.
At the age of 14, when the head of the hospital and the president of the hospital, a famous surgeon, operated on me, the doctors did not believe me until I was in the hospital for a year. I was bleeding inside – it was causing pain. The results were as good as expected, but very complicated. I had to be paralyzed from the knees down to stop the bleeding. For the next three years I tried to rehabilitate my left leg through physical therapy, which was very successful. This is a very rare condition that is recorded in only one medical book.
I never “attended” high school. Instead, I homeschooled for three years, taking the Regents exams and SATs with a Board of Education monitor. After that major operation, no doctor ever made fun of me or accused me of faking it. I realize that too many patients will never receive the vindication and validation that I did.
I will now proceed to a concurrence which struck me very much last month. My cousin Maria, who lives in San Francisco, was with me when I broke my leg. Thank God for him – he was an angel. I don’t get to see Maria more than two or three times a year because we’re on opposite coasts, but we always enjoy our time together.
After the hospital put a brace on my leg, he escorted me to the airport (LAX) and checked my luggage to JFK in New York. I asked a friend to meet me at the other end. Maria said she wasn’t going back to San Francisco right away, but was instead stopping for a few days in Portland, Oregon to see a good friend named Joyce. Maria had not seen her friend for a long time. They traveled together and always had fun.
However, about 15 years ago, Joyce was involved in a horrific car accident and was left paralyzed from the chest down. He could use his fingers and talk, but he couldn’t walk. On the plane back to New York, I thought about Maria’s trip to see her friend, and inside I knew I had to hear about it somehow. Normally, Maria doesn’t tell me about all her travels, so if she hadn’t been with me, I would have never heard of Joyce.
When Maria visited Joyce’s house, Joyce said that no one came to see her anymore. Her husband died and they had no children. Her twin sister says she is too busy to come, so no one visits Joyce at Christmas or even on her birthday.
I started crying when Maria said that. It was so horrible and I couldn’t stop thinking about Joyce’s situation. Everyone needs an advocate, and usually that role falls on a family member – but it doesn’t have to.
Joyce still had use of her hands and fingers, so she used an iPhone. I didn’t know Joyce and had never met her, but I was determined to help her. Bedridden most of my life, I felt he needed a big screen iPad. I asked my assistant to go to Apple and pick one up and get a keyboard and a small protective case. My assistant, Valerie, wrapped the gift with confetti, bows, and ribbons and FedExed it to Joyce. The house it was in promised to set it up for me when the iPad arrived.
After she got it, I called Joyce and found her in a great mood. Now in my 80s, I find that she is an Aries and has never lost her strong energy. I am always in awe of the resilience of the human spirit and when I spoke to Joyce I heard a living person. I told him about the best qualities of being a fearless Aries and he laughed and acted like he was 25 years old. Her spark, joy and spirit were clear and captivating.
When I combined two seemingly contradictory events, my broken leg and my cousin’s story about Joyce, I realized how lucky I was. It will take about three months for Mother Nature to heal me (and another three months of physical therapy), but eventually I will be fine. Joyce will not. Two things happened at the same time. I felt that the universe was sending me this message and that I needed to do something for Joyce.
I told Joyce that Maria and I would be her new “family.”
We would check in regularly and if something was wrong, he would have to tell us – we would see to help him. Maria plans to return to Portland. I bought some greeting cards and reached out to Joyce every 10 days to let her know I’m here and that I’m taking care of her.
In your circle, dear reader, there is a possibility that your loved ones will also suffer, but they will not let you know. They don’t want to bother you, otherwise they may seem like they’re complaining, life has turned them upside down, and sometimes they may feel that something is getting them nowhere, so they give up. If you could help just one person in your life – and if each of us did – what a wonderful world we would live in!
Another thing happened after I broke my leg. While I was being checked out in the emergency room at the hospital (which took all day), Maria had rushed to the Ranch to pack my clothes. That evening, he met me at the hotel when the ambulance arrived. He had made the room next to mine. Back in Los Angeles (about 75 miles from the accident in Simi Valley), Maria thought we should pack my things in a more organized way.
He noticed that I had a lot of unsharpened pencils in one pocket of my suitcase and wondered why they were there. I laughed and said that I always carry them – they are for emergencies. When I lose the back of my earring, I use the eraser for my new earring.
Maria laughed too, but pointed out that she had something else in her pocket with those 12 pencils. He pulled it out and it was a ring. I gasped! It was my mother’s ring that I guessed I lost last December in Los Angeles! I looked high and low for it and even checked the pockets of my suitcase and never saw it. My finger must have shrunk from being outside in the cold, and the ring fell off when I reached for the pen.
Maria found the ring the day after I broke my leg. Here’s another special thing that happened at the same time as my injured leg. Is this a coincidence? No, I told myself. Again, I saw the connection.
The ring was the only physical possession I received from my mother, “Little Mother.” He and I were very close – he taught me astrology and I can hear his voice when I write your predictions. She never bought jewelry for herself – my sister and I were the center of her world. Her ring, though not worth much to the world, meant the world to me.
Putting two separate events together, I felt like my mom was sending me a message, “I’m here, I know what’s going on, and it’s going to be okay.”
Do you combine different events to find meaning? I do it all the time. For me, the universe is a great teacher. Do you have a story about two separate events that you realize are mysteriously connected?
Now I want to talk about July. This is an unusual month. It has two moons that emit weak, low-key vibes – one is the Full Moon in Capricorn on June 29th (and will affect you until July 4th). Second, the new moon in Cancer occurs on July 14. Both are sleep deprived for different reasons. Meanwhile, Mercury will be retrograde from June 29 to July 23, so it will be a slow month. That’s not so bad, you might say!
As you reach the end of the month, you will see a very happy event, the luckiest day of the year on July 29, when the mighty Sun joins the lucky planet Jupiter in Leo. In your report, I will give you examples of how to use this special annual event to give you an idea of how Jupiter will help you when you are in Leo for almost 13 months from June 30, 2026 to July 25, 2027.
Jupiter hasn’t been in Leo for 12 years, so the coming period feels fresh. Jupiter last appeared in Leo from mid-2014 to mid-2015. If you say things weren’t great back then, you might be right—the other outer planets stole Jupiter’s thunder back then. This time is different and everyone has reason to be happy about this new chapter that is just beginning. This is news that you can use right away.
Two eclipses await us next month. The first comes as a New Moon Solar Eclipse in Leo on August 12th. The second comes as a Full Moon Eclipse in Pisces on August 27th, the last Piscean Eclipse in the Virgo-Pisces constellation (one more eclipse in this constellation will occur in Virgo on February 20th, 2027). Check your predictions for this month and next month!
Thank you for sharing your heartfelt letters and stories of pain. We are printing them out and putting them all in my folder to read. If you missed last month’s newsletter, I mentioned that I wanted to do a video series on all kinds of pain – physical pain, emotional pain, financial pain, the pain of loss and the resulting grief, the pain of betrayal, depression, etc. Pain is lonely and lonely, especially if those around you reject or do not believe in your pain. I’m working on it, dear reader.
I’m still shaping my story for you.
Thank you for helping me through this process.
Sincerely,
Susan
