It all began as I sat to compose my regular feature forecast, called “Oracle Speak.” I had drawn cards for the time period April 1st through the 15th, as I typically read for 2 week time periods. But what happened next was anything but typical.
So, I sat, looking at cards and writing observations. When writing for “Oracle Speak” I like to allow the words to flow, without any sort of editing, to see what comes. First, I wrote of “treading water” and “looking at stars.” Then, among further scribblings, I wrote of an “abyss,” and the “delight of allowing myself to sink into it.” Next, after a couple of sips of coffee and examining the cards further, I wrote of “something that is ready to rise to the surface from the unconscious,” and finally, “I see the rising of the Titanic, something buried deep coming to the surface. Hidden issues no longer able to hide, we must look at that which is ship wrecked within ourselves.”
Then, as I sat musing, I had another inkling. When did the Titanic sink, anyway? Googling this, I began to become very excited. Oh my God. The Titanic set sail April 10th, 1912: exactly within the time period of this forecast, exactly 100 years ago.
And It sank in the wee hours of April 15th, the end of this forecast period.
Then further, the movie, “Titanic,” is also being re-released during this same time.
Okay. Now I am freaking out. I ADORE confirmations such as this 
If you take a moment and look again at the sequence of seemingly “random” words scribbled for possible inclusion in the forecast, first you find treading water and looking at stars – as many of the passengers of the Titanic certainly would have been. Next there is allowing oneself to sink into an abyss. Finally, there is the resurrection, the deep sea explorations that have now taken place. To me, this is a chilling re-telling.
But all of this points to something further. The Titanic was an event for us all, and it lives on as a massive archetype within the societal mind.
How many times have we heard the story? And yet there is something so enduring, so compelling, it is hard to let go. I remember visiting the Titanic exhibit at the Denver Museum of Nature and Science years back. The image of simple white dishes, preserved in tidy rows 13,000 feet below the surface haunts me still. Every detail of the tragic tale is somehow fascinating, somehow relevant. Entire lives set afloat – the stories and dreams of people of all classes, all equally suspended within the frozen waters – within myself.
And so the Titanic lives again for us all, each time we think about it. And it is time to make it personal. It represents something in each one of us. If you are reading this forecast, then ask yourself, “What is it in me that has been lost, buried deep like the Titanic itself?” And, “What if there is nothing to do and nowhere to go, except down, down, within the depths of myself?”
Take my hand. Together we will take a journey. And isn’t there something so very delightful in surrender? And here in the secret places, like treasure hunters, we will shine the light on the scattered fragments of our very own wreckage. This is the healing.
P.S.
Did you know there was an historical premonition of the Titanic?
Morgan Andrew Robertson (September 30, 1861–March 24, 1915) was a well-known American author of short stories and novels. He is best known for his short novel “Futility,” first published in 1898. This story features an enormous British passenger liner called the Titan which, deemed unsinkable, carries an insufficient number of lifeboats. On a voyage in the month of April, the Titan hits an iceberg and sinks in the North Atlantic, resulting in the loss of almost everyone on board, including the cream of international society. This story was written14 years before the sailing of the Titanic.
