134340: Still Orbiting - For Those Between Worlds

Not everyone who's let go is lost. Some are being repositioned.
What if being let go was a cosmic correction?

Last year, I started giving away notebooks. Not as freebies. Not for marketing.

They were signals.

Each one was handed to someone who had just been let go, restructured, made redundant, or was silently spiralling inside a role that no longer fit.

I didn’t ask them what they were going to do next.
I asked them:

"What would you love to do?"
And then I waited.

One used it to map out a business from the Abundance Codex, I was testing with astrology.

They didn’t ask for my interpretation - they got the message.

Today, collaborations flow to them like a current.

Another finally realised they didn’t need to be employed to be safe.
The skill they had used to make others millions?

Finally it was able to them.
Their turnover surpassed mine in three months.  

(They have the money channel. it was always there.)

And another... well, they carried weight no one else could see.

Holding the integrity of a system from the inside.
Protected the one who had protected them.
Surrounded by distortion.

Judged by those who couldn’t see the full story.

But I did.

That’s what people don’t always realise: I see it before it rises. Sometimes years before.
Sometimes so quietly, you won’t know until the field calls it forward.

I've been Pluto too.

I knew it was coming.

That doesn't mean it was easy.

I'd set up my business years before. I was comfortable, but the universe didn't care about whether I was comfortable, I had a job to do.

So it moved me.

And even though I was looked after - it was still hard. I'd never not been in employment. Didn't know how to deal with not knowing where money would come from.

What if no one knows me?
What if I can't do this?
What if three months isn't enough?

They asked why I wasn't angry. Why I didn't want someone to blame.
Why I wasn't fighting back.

But they didn't see what I knew.

That sometimes you can be in the right place, at the wrong time, or at the wrong frequency.

I didn't judge. I knew I was being moved. and I knew we all orbit back to our truth eventually.

That's how this started.

Not from rage. Not from collapse.

But from the quiet knowing that I'd been repositioned.

Not erased.

And ever since, I've seen people going through the same thing.

Always around eclipse season.

Always at the exact moment they're ready to shift - even if they don't know it yet.

Eclipse Season: When Rejection is Nature’s Protection

I’ve seen this pattern too many times to ignore: People being let go around eclipse seasons.

Not just random endings. Cosmic recalibrations.

Eclipses don’t punish. They reposition.
They remove what you won’t.
They align what you’re afraid to claim.

Sometimes you get fired.
Sometimes the contract ends.
Sometimes you just... wake up and realise, "I can't do this anymore."

That moment?
It feels like a collapse. Like everything you built is crumbling…
But it might be your return.

This is nature’s protection.
Rejection is redirection. 

And often, your greatest alignment is waiting on the other side of the pause.

The Pluto Pattern — 134340 and the ones we discard

When Pluto was reclassified, they gave it a number: 134340. Not a planet anymore. Just a numeric object on the edge of the system.

But it still orbits.
It still pulls.
It still holds weight. It still impacts our psyche - the subconscious mind.

So do you.

You didn't lose your gravity when they stopped calling you a planet, even if a system no longer knows how to measure you.
Even if your title was taken. Even if the place you gave everything to quietly lets you go.

This journal - 134340 - was made for that moment.

For those still orbiting.

Still Orbiting: How to reset without rushing to rebuild

This is not a planner.
It’s a reflection tool.
A career reset journal for those navigating sudden change, identity shifts, and energetic exit points.

It doesn’t fix.
It reflects.

It doesn’t give you a five-step plan.
It gives you yourself back.

And if you’ve ever received one of my notebooks, you already know: It’s not a gift. It’s a recognition.

That I saw you.

That I’ll wait until you’re ready to see yourself.

Your Reset Starts Here

We’re in eclipse season again.
Maybe something is ending.
Maybe something is clearing.

Maybe this time, you don’t rush to fill the space. You sit in it.
You orbit.
You remember.

Because not everyone who’s let go is lost.
Some of us were just waiting to see ourselves clearly again.

And when you're ready, the classroom will find you.

The reset is open.

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