Guardian Angel. 1. 17. Transits

"A GUARDIAN ANGEL"
a mistical novel
by Alexandra Kryuchkova

PART I. A GUARDIAN

1.17. The TRANSITS

June 11, Thursday, morning,
Moscow, 6 days before…


Alice had a sleepless night. Squeezed out like a lemon, but already absolutely calm, on the way to work, she called the Surgeon.

«Good-morning! This is Alice. You scheduled me for July 17. Could you… reschedule the surgery for July 23?»

«What’s happened?»

Alice wanted to say, «Nothing yet, but it surely will, on the 17th», but didn’t go into details, saying, «I spoke with my Astrologer last night. I shouldn’t undergo any surgery that date.»

There was a deep long pause. Alice realized that, quite possibly, the Surgeon thought that Alice had lost her mind.

«I can try to reschedule you for the 18th.»

«No need for the 18th. The Moon is in Scorpio from the 16th till the end of the 18th.»

Alice didn’t even mention what else she had seen on her Zodiacal dial, besides the Moon in Scorpio!

«Alice, I can’t promise you anything.»

«But try, please! When can I call you?»

«If I find a way, I’ll call you back myself.»

Alice sighed heavily. There were zero chances, apparently. In any case, on the 17th or 23rd, she had to get the final permission for the surgery from the therapist, based on all the tests and donated blood. So Alice headed to the clinic.


***
a district clinic


The therapist slowly examined the results of the tests, periodically asking Alice questions of a general nature, such as had she been ill with mumps in her childhood?

«Doctor, I’m perfectly healthy. Please, give me your permission.»

The therapist took Alice to the next room to be weighed, then measured her height. He did all that deliberately slowly, then wrote something for a long time, and finally, said with a smile, «Alice, I can’t give you my permission.»

«What’s?» Alice was shocked.

«Bring me a permission from the urologist. Get an ultrasound. Just in case! You had a car accident a year ago. A strong blow hit your left kidney. One never knows…»

Alice went to the urologist. He did an ultrasound and wrote his conclusion, «Absolutely healthy.» Alice sighed with relief and returned to the therapist, who, after viewing the conclusion of the urologist, smiled and said, «Fine!»

«Doctor, please, I don’t have much time. Give me your permission, and I’ll go.»

«No, I need also a permission from the hematologist. I somehow don’t like your hemoglobin!»

«Doctor, are you kidding me? I’ll undergo surgery on Wednesday! I’m going to the hospital on Tuesday. Today is Thursday. Do you understand that this is an urgent surgery?»

«I understand, but I won’t give you my permission. You’ll lose strength after the surgery. Postpone it.»

«It’s impossible!»

«Nothing is impossible!»


***
a clinic at Belorusskaya


Alice went to a large commercial clinic to get a permission from a hematologist. The hematologist, a young girl, listened attentively to Alice and said with a smile, «I can’t take responsibility! You need to visit the Hematology Center. By the way, the famous Professor V. works there. He’s very smart and the most important blood specialist in our country!»

Alice looked at the smiling girl, sighed heavily and left for the Hematology Center.


***
The Hematology Center on Dynamo


Alice entered a multi-story building, which looked like a huge monster, with lots of buildings and intricate passages, where major renovations were underway. There were no signs on any of the offices. Alice headed to the reception, but she was sent to the registry.

«Could you tell me how to get to Professor V.?»

«You need to talk with him personally first! He accepts only those he is interested in!»

«How can I interest him?»

«First, you need to find him somewhere! Try to go downstairs, turn left, then take the right elevator to the second floor, turn right, then go up the right stairs to the next floor, turn left, then along the passage straight, turn right, then go downstairs!»

Alice sighed heavily. She had been looking for the Professor for a long time, until, as a result, she ended up with another doctor in charge for all sorts of permissions.

«I need a permission for my surgery,» she breathed out and explained the urgency of the matter.

«To get it you need to be examined first. I mean, to pass all the same tests that you have already passed, but in our Center. And some more blood needed.»

«I can give you my blood right now!»

«No, you can’t right now! Our laboratory is on vacation until mid-August,» the doctor smiled.

«August?! Are you offering me to die?!»

«Postpone the surgery!»

Alice returned to the registry and was told that the laboratory worked without vacations, but only for those who paid for the services. Alice was ready to pay them in order to donate exactly the amount of her blood required to obtain a permission right there and that day. The nurse at the front desk said, «Give me the list of the tests you need to re-do here. And a referral signed by our doctor.»

Alice returned to the doctor for the referral, but he had already gone home. She came back to the reception and was told, «Well, then go up to the laboratory. Their telephone is off now, ask them what to do.» They explained how to find the laboratory, located almost in the attic of one the buildings of the Hematology Center.

Alice climbed up almost to the roof and immediately bumped into a man with a badge «Professor V.»! She screamed with joy, explained the urgency of the surgery, held out the previous results of her blood tests and asked for a permission.

«Well, I see… It’s interesting… So…» said the Professor. «What’s your name?»

«Alice.»

«Alice, well… Alice, who are you?»

«A poetess.»

«Hmm… Well, recite something!»

Alice recited the poem written after the Kings’ competition, the only one that she remembered by heart.

«Well, even wonderful! M-yes, Alice. But no, I won’t give you any permission!» the Professor said with a smile.

«What’s? Why?»

«Examine your liver first!»

«Professor, I swear, my liver is fine! It’s not the subject of my surgery! I’ve already explained. I have to go to the hospital on Tuesday. There are only today and tomorrow, Thursday and Friday, left! I need your permission urgently!»

«And Monday. There’s still Monday left,» added the Professor. «Bring me biochemistry of your liver. You’ll make it tomorrow morning here. Moreover, the ultrasound of your liver and all like that. You’ll make it somewhere else. And then we’ll talk. You have time until Monday. Otherwise, I won’t give you any permission. I’m sorry, Alice. Besides, in a good way, you need to retake all tests you had done outside, in our Center.»

The Professor smiled. Alice sighed heavily.

«Well, at the very least,» the Professor said, still smiling, «you’ll postpone your surgery. Why not?»


***
a clinic on the Old Arbat


In the next commercial clinic, Alice made an ultrasound of her liver and «all like that». The doctor stroked her with an «iron» for a long time, periodically exclaiming, «Ah! Your liver is so cute! And your gallbladder! Oh, Alice, what an elegant gallbladder you have! Well, your pancreas is just a supermodel!» As a result, the doctor wrote down, «Absolutely healthy,» and with a smile held out the results to Alice.


***
Alice’s kitchen, in the evening


Late in the evening, Alice sat down at her laptop, opened the astrology program, looked at the planets and sighed. The Surgeon didn’t call her back. Alice’s astral body bit like a caged bird. It would be better not knowing anything about the Transits! Alice looked at the photo of the Man in White and sadly said mentally, «Let everything be fine with you, even if we never meet again on Earth.»


***
weekend July 13–14, Moscow region


For the weekend, Alice left for her son’s cottage and tried to somehow distract herself from her troubled thoughts, but in vain. The Surgeon didn’t call her back.


***
July 14, late evening, Alice’s kitchen, 3 days before


Alice was sitting in the kitchen, staring blankly at her Zodiacal dial, showing the current Transits in relation to the position of the planets at the time of her incarnation on Earth. A phone call rang out.

«Hi, Piglet!» U exclaimed. «Are you already prepared mentally?»

«Yes. And now, apparently, it’s my turn to amuse you,» Alice said in a grave voice.

«Well, let’s start having fun. I’m ready!» still not noticing the catch, said U.

«Do you know what the Transits are?»

«I don’t, but I guess, they show us the planets are at the given time. They are always moving, sometimes stepping back, and you make a picture of them and look at the place they are wandering, right?»

«Yes, but not everything is that simple. Naturally, the planets are moving around the Zodiacal dial, but you shouldn’t look at them separately, but in their interconnections, to compare their current place with their place at the time of your birth. The Zodiac dial has two circles. In the inner one, you see where the Moon was then, and in the outer one, where it’s now.»

«Piglet, you are so smart! It’s very interesting! So?»

«Each planet has potential energy for the realization of certain events in your life at a certain time. Transit, that is, the passage of a certain planet in a Sphere, activates the planets that were in the same Sphere at the moment of your birth. For example, at my birth, Mars was in the 12th Sphere of life, and one day the current (transiting) Mars gets there again, in the 12th, activating the potential of Mars of birth, awakening it from sleep.»

«Does an event occur when a planet meets itself in a Sphere?»

«Not only itself. Each planet adds its flavor to the events. Good planets, such as the Sun and Jupiter, will activate everyone in a positive way, that is, enhancing the action of good planets and softening the action of evil planets. Conversely, evil transiting planets will increase the influence of evil ones and weaken the manifestation of good ones.»

«Piglet, you’re a professor in stars! Have you recently learned this? Let’s move on to specific examples, otherwise my brain is getting sluggish by the evening!»

«I looked at my transits for the 17th of July. The transiting Moon, the mistress of my Life, will fall into Scorpio, the Sign of Death, which in astrological language means «Death walks next to a person’. When the Moon is in Scorpio, one shouldn’t undergo surgery, especially like mine. Moreover, on the morning of the 17th, the Moon will collide with transiting Saturn, which is in charge of my Death. And all that happens in my period of Saturn!»

«So your Life and your Death will bump into each other, won’t they?»

«Exactly. But that’s not all yet. In my Natal chart, at the time of my birth, I’ve Uranus in the same degree of Scorpio.»

«Just a love triangle!»

«It’s not funny! The transiting Moon and Saturn will activate my Uranus, which is the assistant of my Death! Uranus means a sudden collapse, destruction, sudden death, death due to unforeseen circumstances. And just to the left of Uranus, there is my Pluto of birth, which is also activated by the transiting Moon and Saturn. Pluto is the Master of Scorpio and is in charge of my Health!»

«Well, yes, Pluto is the lord of the Kingdom of the Dead, according to Greek mythology.»

«That’s it, U. And the final touch to the portrait. Where do you think the planet of surgery, the transiting Mars, is now?»

«Don’t languish, Alice! I’ve already got goosebumps running me over!»

«It’s in my 12th Sphere, that is: in a hospital, prison, monastery, in exile or isolation. So, the transiting Mars shows the likelihood of a surgery in a hospital while it stays in the 12th Sphere. At the same time, my Mars of birth is located there, in the 12th, which is activated by the transiting Mars. And Mars can indicate the cause, place and circumstances of one’s sudden death.»

«Stop! Are you saying, on July 17 your Zodiac dial shows…?»

«My death in the hospital during surgery due to unforeseen circumstances! That’s why Nona said, „Be careful! A surgery! You can die or…“ Your Piglet will be stabbed, U. July 17th of this year is a potential date for my death, since there are many critical combinations during life, the question is whether the Higher Forces will keep you out of danger or not!»

«No, stop. Anyway, something needs to be done about this! You must postpone the surgery!»

«I did all my best. I called the Surgeon. If she could reschedule me for the 23rd, she promised to call me back.»

«Did she call you back?»

«She didn’t…»

«So call her once more! What if she forgot?»

«I won’t! I got a sign. I worked it off. If Heaven wants me to die, there’s nothing to be changed. Do you know what hexagram I got from the Book of Changes? Number 63, called „It’s already the End!“ This hexagram means the best moment for the soul to leave for Another Reality. Will you remember me, U?»

«Alice, stop! You shouldn’t undergo the surgery on the 17th! You are not suicidal!»

«I already thought to lie on the surgery table and say, „You’ll stab me now due to unforeseen circumstances. But I forgive you in advance!“ The surgery will probably be cancelled. But I’ll never get to this Surgeon again, and time will be wasted.»

«Listen… You’ve started writing a story about the guardians, I’ve seen it on the Internet. You must urgently drop everything and finish the story with a happy ending! Any thought is material. The word is doubly material. You know that! You have to arrange the events in the Space of Options in the best way for yourself and finish the story before July 17th! The book will become your guardian!»

«It’s impossible, U. I won’t make it in time. Even if I do nothing but writing the story. All I have to do now is to wait for the Surgeon’s call… Good night, U!» Alice sat by candlelight for a long time. She looked at the photo of the ever-smiling Man in White, repeating mentally, «You’ll be fine!»