Alignment within Numerology and Astrology

To be aligned with your higher self, with source energy, with the universe or what have you, is a term I borrow from Esther Hicks. It simply means when you are not putting any resistant or negative thoughts or vibrations into your being and you are in a purely receptive and creative state. This is you at your most powerful and your truest form.

With regards to numerology, when I’m doing readings or discussing the numbers and traits in general, I tend to refer to the “good” traits of such number as the traits of alignment. For example, a fully aligned life path 8 will be conscientious, good with finances, and ambitious. An 8 that is suffering from misalignment with their higher self is extremely susceptible to greed, an overload of masculine energy, struggles with remaining in control, and spiritual neglect.

Where astrology is concerned, my concept of alignment closely follows. The aligned Libra is personable, diplomatic, confident, and aware of their sex appeal. The misaligned Libra will fall prey to vanity/narcissism, will find themselves without convictions or morals, and helpless to their need to please and their desire for external validation.

I rolled my mom’s jeep compass to Let it Blow by Cuban Doll ft Molly Brazy


This was the second car I had totaled in 21 days. I remember when it flipped over and all I could think was “damn what drug dealers do I know” because I was planning on selling drugs to buy my mom another car. Thankfully, I am not bearing the burden of financially backing her new car, but there is this bitter tension in the mornings when my mom has to drive me to school in her new sedan.

The car was still drivable but the insurance totaled it, and I remember as the car was back on its wheels seeing that Let it Blow by Cuban Doll was playing as the screen for the radio wasn’t harmed at all. I literally remember only feeling two feelings, a feeling like my brain died and a new one was put in my body, and how funny the fact that I rolled over my mom’s jeep to a song by fucking Cuban Doll is.

The first car I totaled, my dad’s honda civic, I believe I was listening to FEFE by 6ix9ine. Nicki Minaj saying “He trynna sixty nine like tekashi-” then the sound of metal on metal and the smell of gunpowder from the airbag. I can’t put into words how fucking funny this is to me.